Omen: 8, 20

  ‘Nice,’ Adam thought, staring at the numbers. With this, he only needed one more 20 and he’d create the greatest on to date. ‘I should bee the world’s greatest Enter.’

  Lanarot drooled on his chest, reminding him of his pce.

  “You must be feeling lucky today,” Sonarot said, feeding her daughter.

  “Very,” Adam replied, currently in a pnk to stretch out his back. “I just his much luck for another day and I’ll make a sword which will shock everyone.”

  “Will you ent it so that lightning flows out of it?” Sonarot asked.

  “No, not that kind of shog.” Adam chuckled.

  “Good lu enting today,” Sonarot said, seeing him off.

  “I don’t , I have all the luck I need!” Adam ughed.

  Today he was followed by a different Iyrman, a familiar face he hadn’t expected. “Okvar?”

  “It is good to see you this m, Adam,” Okvar said. “The children hope you will return soon to speak of other tales.”

  “I’ll have Jurot…” Adam narrowed his eyes. “I fot that traitor has gone.”

  Okvar’s eyes fshed wide. “Traitor?”

  “He… he left me all aloo adventure by himself!” Adam grumbled.

  “I see…” Okvar realised quickly Adam didn’t mean anything by it, though it had taken him by surprise. ‘Surprised? By Adam?’ He shook his head.

  “I still o tell the others about the story too,” Adam thought. “The Kat family and the others.”

  “I am sure they will enjoy the tale. To sy twons, even if you are uo perform the tale, the children will enjoy it all the same.”

  Adam nodded. “So. How e you’re here with me today?”

  “To look after you.”

  “I know that much, but why?”

  “I have been asked to.”

  “Does it have anything to do with st night?”

  Okvar raised his brows. “There are things you should and should not ask.”

  “Yeah, yeah,” Adam said, waving his hand. “You Iyrmen are so secretive.”

  “Do you not have your ows?”

  “Fair py,” Adam replied, chug.

  Once he was at the shrine, he stretched his body again, before beginning the enting process.

  Mana: 10 -> 8Enting CheckD20 + 7 = 27 (20)

  “No way,” Adam whispered, wiping his brow as he ented the bde. He stared at it, seeing the way the Jagite sparkled. ‘I ’t possibly ent again, I?’

  “What is the matter?” Okvar asked, raising his eyes from his book.

  “I’m going to keep enting,” Adam said.

  “You have ented enough, have you not?”

  “Okvar. This on will be the greatest on I’ve ever made.”

  “Greater than Lightsear?”

  “I think so.”

  Okvar stared at the Half Elf. “I will watch you, Adam.”

  “Thanks.”

  Mana: 8 -> 4Enting CheckD20 + 7 = 16 (9)Omen: 8, 20 -> 820 + 7 = 27

  The figure nded on the ground, having falling from the clouds.

  “Oh dear,” he said, noting the ten Wyverns flying towards him, the Drakken warriors with their long spears, ready to skewer him.

  “You should be careful getting too close,” the stranger said, gring at the Wyverns, which shuddered, stopping mid flight, almost causing the Drakken soldier to fall.

  The Drakken soldiers struggled to calm them down, but ohey had, they blew their horns, calling forth more of their allies.

  “I’ve gone and do now,” the stranger said, staring up at the sky. “I told him I shouldn’t have dropped down here.”

  The skies darkened over the nd, and soon a storm had e to Drakkenn.

  Intelligence SaveD20 + 5 = 8 (3)Mana: 4 -> 0Health: 52 -> 0

  Adam, whose Mana slipped from him quickly, smiled as he stared at the on he had ented. He toppled over, though Okvar caught him before he fell, catg the bde with his free hand.

  “It seems the enti well,” Okvar said, feeling the raw magic which had taken to the bde. It had yet to settle, meaning the magic within the bde was still to form properly.

  “What happened?” Fawyx asked, having been called.

  “He fell unscious whilst enting,” Okvar said.

  Fawyx stared at the bde and then to Adam. “He will be fine.”

  “Should we take him to a Shaman?”

  Fawyx nodded. “However, with that smile on his face, I think he will be just fine.”

  “Do you think it could have been because of st night?” Okvar asked.

  Fawyx stared at him. “Did you see any lightning fall here?”

  Okvar slowly nodded his head, uanding Fawyx’s statement.

  Omen: 6, 18

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

  ‘500.’

  XP: 6770 -> 6270

  Jagite LongswordRequires AttuYou gain a +1 bonus to attad damage rolls made with this on.Deals 1D6 sshing + 3D3 fire damage.Three time per day, on a hit, choose to critically hit instead.On a critical hit, regain 3D3 health.

  [Would you like to he on?]

  Adam, whose mind was still nht, smiled.

  ‘Dunes’ Sword.’

  Dunes’ SwordRequires AttuYou gain a +1 bonus to attad damage rolls made with this on.Deals 1D6 sshing + 3D3 fire damage.Three time per day, on a hit, choose to critically hit instead.On a critical hit, regain 3D3 health.

  XP: 6270 -> 6770Great Entme!XP: 6770 -> 6970

  Quest plete: Create a Perfetment+200 XPXP: 6970 -> 7170

  “Adam,” Sonarot called from his side, leaning over to stare down at his pale, sweaty face.

  “Hey, Aunt,” Adam replied. “I did it. I mao create the perfect on.” He grinned wide, before coughing.

  “What am I to do with you?” Sonarot asked, brushing his hair gently. “Go to sleep. I will watch over you.”

  Lanarot babbled from nearby, but Adam could not see her, uo turn his head.

  “I feel like crap,” Adam said.

  “You look like crap,” Sonarot said, assuming what it had meant.

  Adam smiled. “Sorry. I was too engrossed with enting.”

  She brushed his forehead. “Go to sleep, Adam.”

  Adam closed his eyes, falling back asleep. ‘Damn, I had an 18 too.’

  Omen: 15, 19

  “I heard you were sick,” Elder Zijin said. “Are you enting too much?”

  “I just messed up is all,” Adam said, rubbing his head, which still pounded. “I could have made su amazing on if I hadn’t speerday in bed. I ’t really ent today either…” He could feel his Aunt’s gaze against his back as she fed Sonarot.

  “Resting is also a part of work,” Zijin said. “You ent a great on another day. You ot ent when you are dead.”

  “You shouldn’t use that kind of logic with me,” Adam said. “Though, if I do end up in a fourth life and I o join the Iyr all ain, I’ll probably just take it easy.”

  “You should not seek death so casually.”

  “Who says I’m seekih?” Adam asked. “Death seeks me.”

  Zijin sighed. “If you are able to joke so eagerly, then it must mean you are well.”

  “Since you’ve e to visit me, I assume it’s about the magical on,” Adam said.

  “I have e to visit you in order to see if you are well,” Zijin said. “It is my role as Elder.”

  “Isn’t it also your role as Elder to check the magical on?” Adam asked, raising his brow.

  Zijin smiled wide. “Yes,” he said. “It is.”

  “Once Aunt is done pying with it, then you py with it.”

  Zijin looked to Sonarot.

  “After I have fed my Lana.”

  Lanarot held Adam’s fingers as she stood on his thighs, staring up at him with a rge smile on her face. She cooed and babbled at him, having missed pying with him the day before, so she bothered him as much as she should. Her tiny hands were hot, as they always were, with a vice like grip as she held onto his fingers.

  “This on is powerful,” Sonarot said, having attuo check it out.

  “Isn’t it?”

  “I uand why you were so excited to ent it.” Sonarot stared at the bde in her hands, which had the best entment of any ons in its css. ‘What a terrifying power you hold, Adam.’

  Zijin stared at the bde covetingly, w when he’d be able to py with it.

  Lanarot snoozed over his shoulder, resting her head against it, still standing, though most of the weight was held by Adam’s arm.

  “You were not kidding,” Zijin said, having finished with pying with it. After having used it, he realised just how dangerous Adam was. ‘He created this in two days?’ He wondered how long their best smiths required to make such a bde.

  Adam’s arm felt hot as he stared down at the girl. “I ’t believe you’ve dohis.”

  Lanarot squirmed unfortably and began to cry, before her mother took her away.

  Zijin remained with Adam, alone iate’s courtyard. “Are you truly a friend of the Iyr?” Zijin asked.

  “Do you really have to ask that after Lanarot took a dump on me?”

  “You should be grateful, for one day they will no longer soil themselves in your arms, and they will be out expl the nd, making a name for themselves.”

  “You talk like you’re an old man, Elder Zijin.”

  “Are you avoiding the question on purpose?” Zijin asked.

  “Whether or not I a, you’ll have to see from my as, right?”

  Zijin nodded. “The Iyr will pay a high price for the bde.”

  “It’s a shame I’m not selling it.”

  “You are not?”

  “No,” Adam said. “It’s Dunes’ Sword.”

  “The riest?”

  “Yep.”

  “Yifting it to him?”

  “Yes.”

  Zijin stared at him long and hard. “You are equally as suspicious as you are not.”

  “Am I?”

  “What kind of a man gifts such a great on to someohey have only met for months?”

  “Iyrmen do,” Adam said.

  “Yes,” Zijin said, staring at the Half Elf. “Iyrmen do.”

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