Omen: 13, 18

  ‘Well, it seems I won’t be able to create a perfect on,’ Adam thought.

  There was no point in deying the entment just for a perfetment. It would be one of the best ons he would have created to date, and if he gave up some experience for it, it would probably be the best he had made to date.

  He looked down at the girl beside him, who was snoozing lightly, her small, warm hand, grabbing his tightly.

  Adam looked back up at the ceiling.

  Here he was, ying down in a fortress which held secrets he wasn’t privy to, surrounded by tens of thousands of powerful warriors, a short while away from enting a sword made of magical gem for a Dragon, with an adorable little sister holding his fiight.

  ‘Man. This is wild.’

  Eventually he was allowed to get up as Sonarot allowed the boy to slip free from his sister.

  Adam made his way to the enting shrine where he spent the day w on the entment of the shortsword, which he left up to Fate.

  Mana: 10 -> 8EntingD20 + 7 = 13 (6)Omen: 13, 18 -> 1318 + 7 = 25

  Snow tio drop across the nd. Three Giants trekked through the snow, but as they made their way to the small Drakken vilge, the snow around them shifted, awakening a beast which had long slumbered.

  ‘Damn, I was kinda hoping for another 20…’ He wondered if he should have left it for another day, using the 18 for another sword? ‘That would have taken too long.’

  [Would you like to spend XP to empower the on?]

  ‘Oh, Bell. I fot about you.’

  […]

  ‘Sure, I’ll spend 500.’

  ShortswordRequires AttuYou gain a +1 bonus to attad damage rolls made with this on.Deals 1D6 sshing + 1D6 fire damage.You critically hit on a 19 and 20. morph between a ring and on at your and.

  [Would you like to he on?]

  Adam was about to let slip how amazing the on was, but remembered that Bell had trolled him not long ago.

  ‘Deep Fme Bde.’

  Deep Fme BdeRequires AttuYou gain a +1 bonus to attad damage rolls made with this on.Deals 1D6 sshing + 1D6 fire damage.You critically hit on a 19 and 20. morph between a ring and on at your and.

  XP: 5270 -> 5870Great Entme!XP: 5870 -> 6070

  “So it critical easier?” Adam stared at the bde, realising just how powerful that was. “I guess I know what kind of bde I want.”

  If he could increase his ce of critically hitting by double, it meant he could dump more of his Divine Smite eabat happily.

  Even if he had no ical abilities, just this sword and the ability to Divine Smite would give him the ability to challenge most creatures.

  ‘If I could mass produce this kind of on…’ Adam shook the thought from his mind. ‘Perhaps aime.’

  Adam carried Deep Fme Bde back to the Iyr, where he revealed it to Sonarot.

  “What does it do?” she asked, admiring the bde as she held it in her open palms.

  Lanarot reached for it, but Sonarot quickly pulled it up, causing Lanarot to cough and groan, beginning to screech for it. Sonarot let the girl grab the handle, which was still too big for those tiny hands.

  It tingled her hands, causio pull bad stare at the sword.

  Adam smiled. “It be set alight, hits twice as hard as expected, strike truer twice as much as expected, and it turn int.”

  “So you will be giving a ring to Queen Silvari?” Sonarot asked, staring up at him with her expet eyes.

  Adam’s cheeks turned red. “You’re a dangerous woman, Aunt.”

  Sonarot smiled ily towards the Half Elf.

  Lanarot pulled the handle of the bde in to su it, feeling the tingling oongue and lips.

  Adam waited for the others to return from their work. The three Guests were eventually given various duties to assist the Iyr, nothing which was too difficult, or too revealing, just assisting people in cutting down trees and carrying items around.

  Adam pyed with Lanarot until they had returned, with her grabbing at his nose and spping his face gently, before he stopped her and bleberries against her neck.

  As the moments passed, he became a little restless. He hadn’t spent much time with them earlier in the day, and he wondered if Brittany and the others were having a fiime acclimating to the Iyr and it’s peculiarities.

  Jurot eventually returned from his work, seeing the bde. He had been waiting the eime to py with the sword.

  “It is done?”

  “Yes,” Adam said. “Try it out.”

  He grabbed it, feeling the great power ing from it, befoing off to meditate. After an hour, with the other Iyrmen waiting for Jurot to finish his meditations as they ate the spicy food.

  Jurot eventually began sshing and pierg through the air, and a target made of scrap. It burst into fme, and Jurot could sense how easy it was to ssh deeper into it.

  “It possesses a great number of entments,” Jurot said. He had ted three, but then he focused on the sword, turning it int. “Four.”

  Adam smiled wide. “Isn’t it amazing?”

  “Adam, it is you who are amazing.”

  “I o be this amazing to be a member of the Rot family, right?” Adam joked.

  The other adults felt as though he was starting a fight with them. Even Jogak, who had been so suspicious of him, couldn’t help but feel he had missed out.

  Jaygak caught her father’s eyes. ‘No,’ she replied. ‘He has no horns.’

  ‘’t he just ent himself some horns?’ Jogak replied with his eyes.

  Jaygak rolled her eyes, but they stopped midway through. ‘Enting himself some horns?’ She fell deep into thought about the matter.

  Kitool could feel the aura of stupidity ing from her friend, but allowed it to permeate.

  “ I hold it?” Brittany asked, staring at the Half Elf. She was w if she should regret asking Adam to help her since he was so amazing.

  “Sure,” Adam replied. “You meditate with it and practise with it until Entalia es back.”

  Brittany hadn’t been told about who Entalia truly was, though Jonn and Dunes khere was o tell a vilge girl about too mas, and though Jonn and Dunes werely trustworthy, Adam felt the o tell them. He figured it was a good idea for some reason, but couldn’t quite say why it was a good idea.

  “If she pins about the sword, I’ll beat her up,” Adam decred.

  Jonn and Dunes almost choked on their food.

  Sonarot fed Lanarot her own mushy food with the spoon Jurot had made, which had been finished with some kind of coating to make it darker, and easier to .

  Jurot couldn’t help but look at Lanarot as she was fed using the spoon he made. She looked up and caught his eyes, before waving her arms around as she smiled at him. His heart tio thunder in his chest.

  “She has quite a few toys, but what about a rattle?” Adam said, staring at the girl. “The drums hurt her hands.”

  “A rattle?”

  “You know,” Adam said, raising his hands to try and shape it. “Stick with a thing at the top with stuff inside. When you shake it, it makes noise.”

  Jurot nodded his head. “A chatter.”

  “Exactly,” Adam said.

  “It may be too noisy,” Jurot said.

  “That’s okay, she should py with things which make music, even if it’s a little noisy.”

  Jurot nodded.

  “She should also py with something she crawl after,” Adam thought. “It would be nice for her to practise crawling whilst pying.”

  “A ball?” Jurot said.

  “A ball, but also a wheel she could crawl after?” Adam thought. “A wheel which has a skin over one side so it could be used like a drum? Ah! What about a tambourine?”

  “A tamboreen?”

  “A tambourine,” Adam said, nodding his head. “It’s sort of like the wheel I described but also has bells inside so you shake it to jingle and drum along it for it to jingle and boom.”

  Jurot wasn’t sure what it was, not if he could make it.

  “I would like to see it, this tambourine you mentioned,” Sonarot said.

  “I shall make it,” Jurot said.

  “I hope I am not interrupting anything,” Elder Zijin said, waving a hand as he ehe estate.

  “No, Elder Zijin,” Jogak replied, nodding towards the Elder. “Would you like to join us for dinner?”

  “You know how I am with spicy food,” Zijin said, rubbing his stomach. “I’m not as young as I once was.”

  “You look pretty young to me,” Adam said.

  “I’m an Elder now, Adam,” Zijin said. “In title and i.”

  “I don’t recall doing anything improper in the Iyr retly,” Adam joked, rubbing his .

  “Whether you remember or not is irrelevant.”

  Adam stared at him. “Am I in trouble?”

  “I am here to call for your Aunt this day,” Zijin said, not replying directly.

  “My Aunt?”

  “Elder business,” Zijin said.

  ‘I have a bad feeling about this.’

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