Omen: 8, 11

  Jurot y there, ruminating on what Adam had told him st night. Jurot wasn’t sure what to make of it, and after a few minutes of thinking about Adam’s tale, he let out a soft sigh a go from his mind, sitting up to see his mother, Adam, and Lucy.

  “Whoa! Whoa! How are you so juicy?” Lucy asked, grabbing onto Adam’s arms and his pecs. She hadn’t noticed his physique, which was quite powerful for someoh elvish blood. ‘I o make him my General!’

  “Anyway,” Adam said, trying to push her away from molesting him. “Now that the emergency has beeled, we should probably figure out our steps.”

  “Our steps?” Jurot asked, staring at the pair of them in their edy act.

  “Aunt and Lanarot are safe, and we ’t spend all our time in the Iyr. Didn’t you leave the Iyr in order to adventure?”

  “Jurot decided to set out on his own,” Sonarot said. “Usually Iyrmen leave with another, adveil they rank up and then part ways, but he wao go alone.”

  Jurot nodded. “I was a little older thahers, so I wao go alone and leave them in their preferred pairs.”

  “So it should have been Amokan and you, but siimojin is close to him, you let their bromance develop?”

  “Yes,” Jurot replied, assuming the definition of bromance. “Instead, I will follow you.”

  “You want to follow me?” Adam blinked.

  “Your story is iing. There is no Iyrman with a story like yours. If I am beside you, then I will be the first Iyrman to have such stories.” Jurot smirked, revelling in his ingeniousness.

  “Well I’m going to stay here!” Lucy decred. “This is the best pce to train. Once I’m strong enough, I’m going to…” She fell silent and thought about what she wao do. “Do something?”

  “Alright.” Adam smiled. “We’ll stay here for a little while longer, and then we’ll leave.” He had thought about how he was going to adveh Jurot, but since he decided it himself, Adam didn’t o think about it. “ht. Since I’m a nephew of the Rot family, is there something that’s expected of me? Do I o pay dues? Do I o help around the Iyr?” He wasn’t sure how the retionship worked with him as a nephew.

  “We Iyrmen must pay at least oh of our treasure back to the Iyr, though we usually send more,” Jurot said. “You are just a nephew of the Iyr.”

  “So I don’t have to pay dues?”

  “Yes,” Sonarot said. “There is no need for that.”

  Adam crossed his arms. “It feels weird that I won’t be paying dues. I’ll send back a tenth of my earnings back too.” He narrowed his eyes. “Though that involves maths.” He shuddered. “What if I created magical ons now and again for the Iyr?”

  Sonarot stared down at the boy, w why he was so eager to pay them. “You speak with an Elder about the matter, and they discuss it with the Great Elders and the Chief.”

  “I’ll do that, then,” Adam said, nodding his head. “First, let’s go py with Lanarot. She probably fot our faces.”

  Jurot and Adam surrouhe tiny basket Lanarot slept in. “Hello little Lana,” he said. “Did you sleep well? We didn’t get to talk properly yesterday.”

  She stared up at him.

  “Did anyone bully you while we were gone?” Adam asked.

  The Iyrmen threw him a curious gnce.

  “Just a bad joke, don’t mind me,” Adam said, noting how they were gring at him.

  “A joke?” Jurot asked. “How is that a joke?”

  “It’s like if I were to say hting power has gone down now that an Iyrman is here. It’s a ridiculous thing to say, obviously wrong, which is why it’s funny. It’s more a joke about the person saying the joke being an idiot.”

  Lucy stared at him. “You are an idiot.”

  “Exactly.”

  “So this is Lanarot,” Lucy said, staring down at the baby. “You did all that for her?” Having heard his tale, Lucy wondered why he had done so much for someone he barely knew. ‘Was he really serious about helping Mara?’

  “Of course,” Adam said. “She’s my precious little sister, and Jurot’s precious little sister too.”

  “She is fortunate,” Sonarot said, and almost immediately, Lanarot began to cough and cry. “And hungry.” She pulled her baby up to her teet and began to feed her.

  “She’ll grow up the best too,” Adam said. “Jurot will teach her the ways of the Iyr, and I’ll teach her some stuff too. She’ll be the greatest Iyrman to ever be born.”

  “That is a difficult task,” Jurot said.

  “Difficult, but not impossible,” Adam quoted, smirking at Jurot.

  Jurot narrowed his eyes, fighting off his oroag smirk.

  Lucy tio gnce around the Iyr. “I really didn’t believe you when you said the Iyr was full of hunky men and women.” She scowled. “Curses! If only I wasn’t in this tiny form!”

  “Give it a few years and I’m sure you’ll be fine,” Adam said, reag up to pet her head.

  Lucy was about to sp at his hand, but then realised it would only be fair if she got to touch him too, so grabbed his bicep. “It’s not that, I just o e some magic. My body is g it right now, which is why I’m so small.”

  “That’s how that works?” Adam asked. “How do you e magic?”

  “Someone send their Mana into me, or I suck it out of them,” she said, grabbing his hand and biting the side of it gently.

  “I try and send my Mana through you,” Adam offered.

  “Really?” Lucy bli him, shocked by his offer. “You would?”

  “Of course. Aren’t we friends?” Adam asked, tilting his head.

  “ht. I let you be my friend.” Lucy smirked. “Then I’ll accept your Mana!”

  “So how do I do it?”

  Lucy grabbed his hand and formed it into a fist with a fiig out. She pced it up to her forehead. “Now, where you feel your Mana?”

  “In my heart?”

  “Your heart is a ke of Mana,” Lucy said, before stopping. Her mind wandered off to aime for a moment before she caught herself. “Now, imagine a stream of Mana flowing out of that ke, through your finger.”

  Adam inhaled deeply and trated on the magi his heart.

  Are LoreD20 + 4 = 24 (20)Mana: 8 -> 5

  The magic flowed from his heart, through his arms, and into her head. It was easy, and gave him a strong sense of relief as his magic left out of him. His arm felt so tingly.

  The little demon girl shuddered uhe feeling of the warmth which filled her, before she pulled back, sighing as though she had finished a of fizzy pop.

  “That didn’t feel too bad,” Adam noted. “It didn’t take as much as I thought.”

  “Do you have more magic?” Lucy asked, sniffing at him.

  “Yes,” Adam replied. “Do you want more?”

  “Gimme! Gimme!” Lucy grabbed his hand again and brought his fio her forehead.

  Mana: 5 -> 0

  Adam gasped as his magic was drained by the demon girl, causing him to drop doant. His heart felt cold without the magic he was used to feeling.

  “I o digest it all,” Lucy said, dropping down uhe sun, and she rubbed her bulging stomach.

  "Is that how that works?" Adam asked, staring at her.

  She hummed in response, already zoned out as she began to digest the magic which had been poured into her.

  “Let us train,” Jurot said, with the other Iyrmen beside him, who were excited to hear more about the tale as they trained.

  The children all stared up at Adam, w if he was going to py with them. It was rare that the older children pyed with the little ones, so even if Adam sometimes crushed them, it was still o py with him.

  “Why don’t we all train together this time?” Adam offered.

  “Ooh!”

  “Ya!”

  The children bounced excitedly, and Adam gnced over to see the disapproving looks of Jurot and the others, who wouldn’t be able to train as hard with the children.

  Adam cleared his throat. “I need a little bit of a break today, so I’ll train with the children. I will show you some exercises from my home.”

  Upon hearing that Adam was going to reveal exercises from his home, even Timojin’s eyes began to gleam.

  It was on this day Adam introduced the Iyr to star jumps.

  Timoji Adam, his hopes dashed.

  It was on this day Adam introduced the Iyr to burpees.

  “What’s wrong?” Lucy asked from beside the half elf. She was sitting iream, admiring the bodies of all the hunky Iyrmen about.

  “I hate burpees,” Adam admitted, having refused to lead the exercises after revealing the teique. He uood why the Iyrmen would like the exercise, but he hated it with a deep passion.

  Ohey returned back to the estate, Sonarot revealed a rge pouch. “Adam, your axe has been sold.”

  “My axe?” Adam asked.

  “Cool on.”

  Adam coughed slightly, nearly taking damage from hearing the name. “ht. How much I make?”

  “Ohousand and five hundred gold,” Sonarot said. “We’ve already taken what you owe us.”

  “Nice. So that would be…” Adam tried to do the maths in his head. “Three hundred gold to Jurot, and ohousand and two hundred gold for me.”

  “Jurot’s share?” Sonarot asked.

  “Isn’t it too much?” Jurot asked, noting the look from his mother.

  “It’s what we agreed one,” Adam said, shrugging his shoulders.

  “Jurot, you will accept so much ?” Sonarot asked.

  Jurot began to sweat under his mother’s stare. It was as though he was being crushed by a heavy weight. “No.”

  Adam g Sonarot. “It’s fine,” Adam said. “It’s a fair price. Jurot’s wood work is amazing, and he also checks the quality of the on. His experieh that sort of thing is worth a lot. It might end up that I make something awful, in which case, I probably won’t au it.”

  “Won’t you lose lots of gold?” Sonarot asked.

  "I will create det ons. If I end up making basic ons, I might be sell them to the guild or ananisation, as basic gear for adventurers rather than auing them."

  "Very principled, aren't you?"

  "That's the goal." Adam smiled. "I'm principled, even if I am poor. Well, oor."

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