The Citadel by Alexey Osadchuk

Author:Alexey Osadchuk [Osadchuk, Alexey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Ficion, Fantasy
Publisher: Magic Dome Books
Published: 2016-08-09T23:00:00+00:00

Congratulations! You've received an item: a Buckle from a Combat Belt from the legendary Wings of Death armor set.

I stared at its stats, flabbergasted.

Name: A Wings of Death Belt Buckle

Effect: +150 to Strength

Effect: +100 to Protection

Effect: +250 to Endurance

Effect: +150 to Stamina

Restrictions: Only Ennan race

Level: 50

Warning! This item is non-transferrable!

Shit. So much for that, then. Just when I held my breath. If only I could auction something like this! Or at least try it out in the mines.

Once in my inventory, the buckle began to glow a soft ruby color. It must have been very, very valuable. What a shame. Then again, who said it was going to be easy? Judging by Pierrot's sick tricks, he wasn't finished with me yet.

Wait a sec... Why wasn't the quest closed? I'd completed it in full, hadn't I?

Unaware of my inner struggle, old Master Adkhur kept helping himself to more food. He didn't ignore the wine, either.

"Have you found anything else?" he asked complacently. "You said there were lots of skeletons there."

I slapped my forehead and reached into my bag. "There were! I also found this ball of wool. No idea why I took it. Waste not, want not, I suppose."

I lay the gray fluff ball onto the table. How strange. It was warm again – warmer than before.

I watched the old man's reaction. His eyes began opening wide – wide, wider, until they were literally the size of two saucers. Not normal. Master Adkhur exploded in a bout of coughing, probably having choked on the chunk of ham he'd been attacking for the last few minutes.

The lynx's head appeared behind the window, staring anxiously in at him. The creature shifted her gaze to the ball. Oh wow. I'd never seen her in this state. Her feline pupils expanded. Her fur stood on end. Her ears were pressed closely against her head. I could hear her hiss threateningly behind the window pane.

Holy mama mia, what was it I'd just brought them?

Master Adkhur overcame his bout of coughing in record time. "Quiet, you stupid puss!" he shouted at her. "Calm down!"

The lynx's large head disappeared behind the window. Paying no heed to me, Adkhur walked over to the table. His hand shaking, he reached for the wine flask and brought it to his mouth.

After several seconds, I heard a hearty burp followed by a sigh.

"You're something, Olgerd, you really are," he said in a weary voice. "You have any idea what you've brought to my place? Then again, why would you..."

He peered at the ball. I thought I saw some semblance of fear in his eyes. How strange. No, not fear: apprehension. In any case, he kept a safe distance from the thing.

"Is it warm or cold?" he suddenly asked.

"Warm," I said, surprised. "It's even warmer now than it was when I picked it up back at the Nest."

"Aha," he said. "How interesting. Mind picking it up again for me, please?"

I obeyed.

"Is it still warm?"

"It is. It's even warmer."

"I see. Take a seat. I'll be right back.

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