Dario hurriedly began his work, but anyone that knew magic would also know that Dario's inspection of the ward was strange. It started basic enough, casting a spell and then writing something down in his notebook, but the inspection quickly devolved into the young man humming a toon, throwing...
"I will run like the hounds of death were chomping at my feet," Dario confirmed without a moment of hesitation.
He likely would have done that anyways, because if this woman had any doubt about killing something or keeping him alive, then he surely would not be about to kill it.
His books...
"Oh, um..."
That was not the question he had expected as he dug around in his pack before pulling out a journal and flipping through until he found the list he needed.
"Let's see...the forest near here is supposed to have everything from Dusk Holly, Dawn Root, and Blood Sage." He read off...
The other patrons watched the woman walk away skeptically, but it was clear that they still weren't fully sold on her not hunting humans...not with those teeth. Still, they returned to their nights when she moved off towards her room.
Dario kindly thanked the tavern keeper even if she still had...
The woman did an actually decent job of hiding her fear as she only took a step back and seemed to be reaching for something beneath the counter, while the other few people in this tavern/ inn moved to their feet.
Dario was not so professional as he immediately jumped back and let out what he...
Dario scratched the back of his head sheepishly at the first comment from the halfling as it was not the first time he had heard someone say something similar. His master had complained quite a bit when Dario had first come under his tutelage.
"Oh yes, but he and my grandmother were friends...
The old woman stood there scowling at the boy for several seconds before the sound of the door opening again made her look past him. This time she looked a bit more concerned, whatever had walked in must be more pressing than Dario.
The young man turned only to find an armored woman who had...
Dario was bustling down the trail with a bulky bag hanging heavily on his shoulders. While his cape helped a little with the weight, Baal did not like being used as some sort of pack mule, so Dario was still sweating profusely under the weight.
The young apprentice had been sent to hurry to...
"I assure you, I only need the room for two nights at the most."
Dario happily explained to the old tavern mistress who looked to be having none of the young handsome man smiling before her. The tavern itself was nearly barren except for a scattering of patrons who were more involved in their...
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