Viridian Gate Online: Schism: A litRPG Adventure (The Heartfire Healer Series Book 2) by E.C. Godhand & James Hunter

Viridian Gate Online: Schism: A litRPG Adventure (The Heartfire Healer Series Book 2) by E.C. Godhand & James Hunter

Author:E.C. Godhand & James Hunter [Godhand, E.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: virtual reality MMO litRPG role playing steampunk, science fiction thriller sword sorcery superhero, action horror dark epic metaphysical dungeon core, cyberpunk apocalyptic dystopian quest gamelit, wizard mage shapeshifter warrior thief assassin cleric priest healer
Publisher: Shadow Alley Press
Published: 2021-08-16T16:00:00+00:00


Priest Pray Love

An hour later, the people had mobilized. They put their collective grief aside or redirected it into their work to make this world better than the one we had lost. Either way, a small faire was built on the common green near Stonemount Keep. As a healer, I had a lot of injured to treat at once, and that warranted this as a mass casualty event. I needed room, I needed hands, and I needed to triage. Only in this case, the injuries weren’t physical, but emotional.

And the best thing to treat emotional wounds was connection.

My team followed through for me. Local merchants were more than happy for the opportunity to offer their wares to prospective customers in exchange for a fifteen percent cut of profits donated to the local Sophitian Temple. The fund created would help new Travelers get on their feet and avoid creating more situations like Amanda’s. Not everyone was built to be an adventurer and make their way in the world with violence and dungeons. We needed more artisans and farmers. We needed people who fulfilled the daily quests to keep the city running.

We were trying to create a society, after all.

Prioress Vita had protested at first, citing something about Sophia requiring “balance” and “equal exchange,” so I argued that she didn’t have to offer it as charity. I told her to use it to reward people who completed quests for Sophia and the temple.

“But the Gods provide that...” she told me.

“And who do you think I represent, sister?”

She must’ve had levels in Merchant-Craft, too, because she could tell it was a good deal.

The temple ran a sign-up where people could fill out what jobs they were interested in taking, and merchants and townsfolk alike could post job notices and needs on an impromptu billboard. We’d replace it with a more permanent structure later.

The Inquisition and city guard kept an eye out for thieves and mischief but stayed back as a watchful presence. The solemn silence had turned to merriment. Officially, we told them it was a celebration of the new Emperor, but we all knew it was a wake for Earth.

Therion and the Tryharders set up various games for everyone. A few coppers could buy tickets for darts, ring toss, cornhole, races, arm wrestling, a “dungeon” maze of hay bales, and even a Maypole. A few farmers donated pumpkins to carve. The Dawn Elf bard from the Broken Dagger sang melodies to accompany her lute while other bards added their own music to different areas for tips.

Other merchants set up concessions of various snacks: popcorn, seared meat, roasted nuts, spiced apple cider and, of course, plentiful mead. So what if it was before noon? I think the gods would forgive us for drinking to the memory of our lives.

The Sophitian temple donated their giant cauldron for the bonfire, and people could donate ingredients and scraps for a communal soup that anyone could eat for three coppers.

Aesop’s Tables had set up confectionaries at their



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