There was a slight haze of smoke in the Blue Bird tavern, it caused the mead to have an acrid taste to it which brought a slight grimace to Roland's lips as he forced it down anyway.
“Well what do you say?” Replied the old hag of a lady sitting directly before Roland.
What did she want again? Oh right, some dungeon. “So,” began Roland, “Let me get this straight, some new guys entered into a dungeon, bit off more than they could chew, logged off, and now you want me to run in and play cleanup crew?”
The hag smiled sweetly, or attempted to at least, “Yesssss, exactly Kitten. You will be their champion.... their savior!”
Roland frowned, pictures of a giant spider skittering across the edges of his memory, he had learned the price of playing the hero. Still the hag wasn’t what she appeared to be, it had cost him quite a bit of gold be he had learned of an old witch with incredible scrying abilities. While the normal magic system didn’t include such abilities there seemed to be a few exceptions for key NPCS. He was hoping he could use it to his advantage, and had come here merely to observe her from afar, it was unexpected when she had approached him regarding the quest.
Roland pensively tapped his finger on the wooden table, deciding whether or not to play his hand. He could accept her quest, and once it was done return and ask for the favor. However, if she didn’t have the abilities he was looking for it would be a giant waste of time. Really, he only had one option. Opening his mouth to speak, the hag interrupted him, “Yes, if you complete this quest, I will grant you what you seek boy.”
Roland couldn’t help but crack a smile, after all, it seemed his information was accurate. He quickly pushed himself up and outstretched his hand, “Then, we have a deal-“As soon as the words exited his mouth the entire room turned blue.
A pale blue light suddenly erupted from the center of Room 2, blinding the occupants briefly before the glow quickly faded away revealing that where Mary had once been standing, now appeared Roland whose eye’s fluttered due to the drastic change of scenery. “Wha-“ he muttered as he tried to grasp his new surroundings. He found himself surrounded by four lower level monsters and a blue haired girl that smiled eerily nearby despite them. Each of the monsters were a few steps away from each of the corners of the room and every one of them were swiftly moving towards his and the girl’s position. Forcing himself to take a deep breath Roland unsheathed his blades and tried to quickly analyze the situation.
He wasn’t sure if he could rely on the girl, from the way the hag had spoken he has assumed he was sent here to protect her. That left him, four versus one, and without any skills to take them all out in one strike. He quickly glanced at his opponents, “A bat, wolf, goblin, and slime.” He thought, “Likely the most dangerous for me will be the slime, at best it’s mass will slow me down, at worst melt my blades, luckily it should be slower than the rest.” His eyes glanced to the creature that was on the side of the room opposite of the slime, the wolf. “Perfect” he thought before turning to the girl and shouting, “Follow me close, we’re making our way to that corner, stand as close to the wall as you can!”
Wasting no time, he dashed forward towards the wolf, sword flying on either side of him. “These should be lower level monsters, and as such should go down with a single blow.” As he approached the creature he flicked his right wrist forward, aiming his blade to run against the side of the wolf as he streaked past it heading towards the corner it had come from. Once he reached the wall, he would spin on his heels and turn facing towards the room with the corner at his back, prepared to counter attack the next creature that reached him.
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