Omen: 5, 14

Adam spent the next day assisting Shikan in the Iyr, going off to chop down twilight trees. He followed the Iyrmen to a secretive area within the Iyr, and he wasn’t sure if he was heading towards the stormwood or somewhere else entirely.

Twilight wood was nothing like stormwood, which had required him to cut it with a sawing motion using a specific axe. Twilight wood was much larger, easily twice as thick as he was tall. It was dark on the outside, and darker on the inside, requiring him to cut into the wood where others had cut into the previous days.

“It requires almost the entire month to cut down a tree," Shikan said. “We only cut the trees which are older than fifty years old.”

Adam spotted a large number of twilight wood around him, sprinkled between other types of wood. There were easily hundreds of twilight wood trees around him, and thousands of other trees. Only three trees were being cut down that month, all of which were twilight wood.

Constitution Save

D20 + 5 = 10 (5)

Exhaustion: 0 -> 1

Sonarot threw Shikan a glare, as Adam would normally return quite exhausted whenever he left with the Iyrman.

Fortunately, Adam was also quite eager to work, so it did not matter that he was exhausted.

Omen: 3, 19

Smithing Check (Strength)

D20 + 6 = 16 (10)

Omen: 3, 19 -> 3

19 + 6 = 25

Adam plucked a thread of Fate, which had caused great misfortune for the young urchin boy, who had barely survived his first nightval on the street.

Smithing Check (Constitution)

D20 + 5 = 15 (10)

‘I need to make more,’ Adam thought. ‘Once I have a few swords that I enchant, I should be able to do so much more.’

Omen: 12, 18

“Are you going to smith again?” Sonarot asked early in the morning.

“Yeah,” Adam said, stretching his body. “I’ve got pretty good luck today.”

“Make sure you eat well in the morning,” Sonarot said, seeing the difference from his diet already.

“I’ll eat well in the evening. I don’t want to upset my stomach. Just thinking about hard work makes me feel sick.” Adam chuckled.

Smithing Check (Strength)

D20 + 6 = 23 (17)

Smithing Check (Constitution)

D20 + 5 = 10 (5)

Though he could have plucked a thread of Fate, Adam decided against it. ‘No point in using my Omen when it’s only for one point. It might be dangerous to use it willy nilly like that.’

“You will waste away,” Sonarot said, placing down a large bowl of soup for him.

“I won’t,” Adam assured her, sipping the soup, before dipping some bread into it. He was fairly certain that Sonarot wouldn’t be having any nonsense that day, so he made sure to eat properly. ‘Since I’m spending so much time smithing, it should be okay.’

Omen: 12, 20

“Are you feeling lucky today?” Sonarot asked.

“No,” Adam said, smiling.

Sonarot smiled too.

“Elder Zijin is.”

Sonarot furrowed her brows, confused.

“Yo,” Adam called, approaching the Elder after breakfast.

“Good morning, Adam,” the Elder replied, overlooking the warehouse’s supplies.

“A great morning to you too, Elder,” Adam said. “It’s your lucky day. I’ll make the best greatsword I can today.”

Elder Zijin smiled. “I hear you are working too hard already.”

“Well, you know how I am.”

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“I will thank you in advance for working so hard,” Elder Zijin said. “Be careful, Adam.”

“Yeah, ye-“ Adam cleared his throat. “Thank you for your kind regards, Elder Zijin. Do you have the materials ready?”

Zijin almost shuddered. It was weird to hear Adam speak so formally to him. “I do.” It was at times like this he missed Jaygak.

Adam took the ore which Zijin had provided him, and set off to the smithy. ‘Damn, he’s really balling out.’ The metal he had given Adam was the colour of fairly typical steel, but there were also streaks of blue. Adam was certain this was not ordinary metal.

Smithing Check (Strength)

D20 + 6 = 21 (15)

Omen: 12, 20 -> 12

20 + 6 = 26

Smithing Check (Constitution)

D20 + 4 = 9 (5)

Thanks to Adam’s Omen, a lightning bolt blasted past Jurot’s head, helping him against the Bronze Wyvern.

Adam wiped his brow, feeling the heaviness set within him. He sat on the chair for a long while, almost dozing off, before glancing aside to see the Iyrmen nearby, who were drinking together, and keeping an eye on him.

“You must be careful, Adam,” Sonarot said when he returned that evening. The past few days he had returned to her exhausted.

“I’m fine,” Adam said, rubbing his eyes. “I’ve been lucky for a bit, so I probably won’t be lucky tomorrow.” ‘I should probably be careful with my workouts too.’ His stomach grumbled. ‘I know, I know.’

He ate as much soup as he could, leaving the bread for his sister. “Look at how chubby you’ve become. Are you taking away all my fat? What a good sister you are.” Adam fed the girl as much bread as she would accept, which she would bite from his fingers, chewing slowly.

Sonarot and the members of the Kan family threw smirks towards the members of the Ool and Gak families. Naqokan was also quite affectionate with the children, mostly her own siblings, and so they were rubbing it in the other Iyrmen’s faces.

‘Adam also likes my Katool,’ Citool thought. ‘Perhaps I should speak with Kitool.’

Jogak was conflicted. He loved his daughter deeply, and he believed that he would not allow her to marry just anyone. However, could there be anyone who could match the likes of Adam? ‘We have known him for almost a year, and though he is queer, he is good at heart.’

‘I should have nipped her love of horns in the bud when she was growing,’ Lavgak thought.

Omen: 2, 7

“My luck is terrible today,” Adam said, smiling at his Aunt.

“You must relax today,” Sonarot said. “The children have been so lonely without you.”

“Yeah, I should probably play with them.”

After a light training session that morning, Adam was swarmed by the children. However, there was also White’s Grace, who had heard that Adam was taking the day off, and so Elowen also allowed Mina to play with the Half Elf.

“Whoa!” Adam said, squatting down as he held out his arms. “Look at you!”

Mina held out her arms as she stumbled her way towards Adam, almost dropping down beside him.

“Since when could you walk?” Adam asked, lifting the girl up, feeling how heavy she had become.

Mina smiled, slapping his arms excitedly in response.

“When the Princess awoke, she stood up to walk towards me,” Elowen said.

“Wow. You’re going to be causing so much trouble soon, aren’t you?” Adam said, patting her back gently.

Elowen couldn’t help but feel his words were going to be true. She had been restrained for so long, and though she was mentally a little older than she should be, her body was slowly catching up. The rest in the Giant’s lands and the Iyr were beginning to take effect on her tiny body.

Adam spent the day with the children, playing their games, reading their stories, and playing Warriors and Wanderers. Lanarot played beside Adam quietly, but would sometimes crawl over to climb onto him. Adam cuddled her to his chest in one arm, while playing Warriors and Wanderers with the other, all the while the girl rested against his shoulder as she sucked her thumb.

There was a moment when Adam frozen, feeling a chill run up his spine. It was during that moment of blissfulness that Adam remembered.

“Cousin Adam?” Turot called, noting how Adam had zoned out.

“Ah, sorry,” Adam said, before rolling to see whether or not Turot’s character would die. “Turot, you easily manage to deflect his blow with your shield.”

Turot smiled. “Yes,” the boy said.

Once it was evening, and the children were back with their parents, Turot stayed with Sonarot and Adam, as he had for some time. Sonarot was knitting beside the young boy, who was reading a book.

Adam held Lanarot in his arms, letting her cuddle up to her. He stared out the window, towards the courtyard, but looking past it.

‘Right,’ Adam thought. There were a great many threats to his idyllic life in the Iyr. The fact he was weird. The fact he was a Half Elf. The fact that he had been killed several times before, and there was a missing God who was unaccounted for.

‘No,’ Adam thought. ‘There are two Gods. Bandlor and Belle.’

There was also something else unaccounted for. Adam closed his eyes, recalling the dream, the illusion he had experienced from that Eldritch being in his previous life. It had been quite the mess of a dream.

‘No,’ Adam thought. ‘It wasn’t a dream.’ Even now, he had not dreamt since he had died the first time. ‘Right. That was when I first saw Entalia as a Dragon.’

“Are you okay?” Sonarot asked, seeing that Adam had been frozen at the window for some time, letting in the cold air.

Adam lifted up the wooden block, pushing it into the window slow, which was slightly tilted downward, and was carved in a way so that the block would rest into the hole one it was placed.

“No,” Adam said.

“What is the matter?” Sonarot asked.

Lanarot reached up and grabbed Adam’s beard to grab his attention, yawning as she did.

“Yes?” Adam asked.

Lanarot babbled quietly, before pointing down to her blanket, groaning as she wanted to sleep.

“Okay, okay,” Adam said, placing her down, dropping down beside her. “Go to sleep, little Lanababy.”

Lanarot replied with some accusatory noises, grabbing his hand, before yawning once more.

“Come, Turot, it is time for sleep,” Sonarot said.

Turot finished the sentence, before putting the book away.

“Aunt,” Adam said.

“Yes?”

“We need to be careful.”

“Yes?”

“In case that thing comes back.”

Sonarot bowed her head slowly, recalling the story he had told. “This world is far more dangerous than the world you had come from.”

“Yeah,” Adam said. “Hopefully that’ll scare it away, but…” Adam wasn’t sure. ‘I should create an army to deal with it. No, wait. Who has a greater army than the Iyr?’