"WOAH!!! All this just for bringing back some boring documents?!"

The well dressed man nodded. "Of course!! You should know that city business is important for people like me dead boy! Now if you'll excuse me, I've need to get back to the city. Ahem, guardsman!!! Do your jobs, chap chap."

The guardsman escort the well dressed fellow out of the inn as Kak-Yak stared shockingly upon the coin in front of him. "It's...so...much...wooooooow." He looks to a table, where Lyra is sitting, in deep thought as she reads through something. "Hey Lyra!! We both helped him!! Why don't we share the coin?!"

With a wave of her paw, she dismissed the idea. "No, keep it. Besides I've enough money as is being a high ranking hero. Now please be quiet, reading something very important here."

"Oh. Ok!!!"

(Kak-Yak pov.) Man oh man!!! What do I even DO with this much coin. Surly I can buy some new gear!! Oh!!! Or buy myself a horse or something!!! So many options!

(No POV.) Thinking, Kak-Yak eventually decided on what to do with the coin. Turning to Ninthara as she cleaned some plates, he spoke up. "Hey Ninthara, if it isn't too much, could i borrow some paper. I um, I want to write a quick letter right quick."

"Oh! Sure thing."

Receiving the paper from her, Kak-Yak began writing a letter to his folks and friends back home. His usual goofy and silly expressions were gone, replaced with one of focus and seriousness.

All was quiet within the inn. Well, except for the inns bard playing some songs here and there. The peaceful atmosphere mixed with the calming sounds of music made for a relaxing evening.

Sitting in one of the back tables, Lyra scanned through a book written about the many various, intelligent species the world has. Eventually with enough flipping of the pages, she landed on the section dedicated to Suxarine's. Already having read up on most intelligent species backgrounds in the past, she already knew of the unique technology within their mysterious homeland. As well as their adept knowledge and mastery of all magical types and abilities.

Flipping the pages, she landed on a page that described a certain type of Suxarine. One born during a full moon. According to the written words, a Suxarine born during a full moon is an extremely rare and unusual occurrence. In Suxarine culture, it is widely believed that these specific Suxarine are blessed, said to wield latent and powerful magical abilities bestowed upon their very souls. This blessing is said to come from an ancient god the Suxarine worship known only, as Aza-Riel, the first ever Suxarine to ever live. It is unclear as to why he chooses to bless certain Suxarine during the full moon specifically, but it goes unquestioned as the species doesn't pry into their gods wisdom and choices.

As for why full moon birthed Suxarine are born with such a wide diverse coloring scheme and patterns on their bodies, this goes unknown, even by the most high ranking of the Suxarine. Some within the species speculate it to symbolize unity within a single Suxarine, while others simply point it to Aza-Riel making it easier for those with his moon blessing to show off. Who knows.

"Well, that explains his diverse coloring scheme." Lyra says to herself. "I'm going to assume he never grew up within the Suxarine homeland. Actually, scratch that, he definitely didn't. He's way too cheerful and outgoing. Suxarine are introverts and usually keep to themselves ninety percent of the time."

Flipping to the last page going over full moon birthed Suxarine, Lyra reads about the powers that these certain Suxarine are blessed with. It states that latent, untapped powers lie deep within these Suxarine, and that each full moon birthed Suxarine are given different abilities based off of the personality of their souls. As stated however, these abilities are latent, and can only be tapped into with help from other Suxarine, or through accidental means.

"..." She flips to the next page, but it's just going over dragons. With a silent sigh, she closes the book, putting it into her satchel. Looking over to where Kak-Yak was sitting, she sees that he's disappeared. Most likely going to place his letter into the courier mail box outside the inn. She thinks on if she should tell him about his blessing, his unique gift bestowed upon him by this Suxarine god.

Loud, beeping sound rings from Lyra's waist belt. Unlocking a holster from it, she takes out a communicator device, holding it up to her ear. "Lyra speaking."

A gruff, annoyed voice came from the other side, most likely an elf. "Yes Lyra, we could use the assistance of a nearby hero, we're currently engaging a powerful golem. Its enchantments are annoying. But with your adept magic usage, we could make this fight less of a pain. Also, you're the only hero close enough adept in magic. In short, we need a mage. Sending our coordinates to your radar. Bye bye."

With a sigh, Lyra got up from her seat and left the tavern, heading for the coordinates sent to her radar device.

However, as one hero left the town, another stayed, this hero being no one other than Kak-Yak obviously, who was observing the decrepit house he was so kindly given by the ghost couple from before.

"Seriously everyone, no need to help me clean the place, I can do it on my own haha."

A villager spoke up. "No no, we insist! After all you helped the village with its spirit problem after all."

"Aye lad, as well as helped that complete stranger today. We'd be rude not to at least help ya clean up a bit, transform this place into your own. I'd say you earned it for having helped put the spirit of the woman who lived here to rest."

The woman who told Kak-Yak about the spirit nodded. "You didn't even question me about how much I would pay you for it, you didn't even stop to ask if I even would pay you, w-which I mean I was going to do, but you ran out so fast I didn't even have time to discuss it. Most hero's usually ask for payment for such things...but you were more focused on just helping our little village."

Scratching his head, Kak-Yak spoke up. "Well, hero's should be what the name implies. A hero. Hero's shouldn't do what they do for money, they should do it to help protect those that can't protect themselves. Now yes, Hero's need to make money somehow I get that, but money shouldn't be the entire point of, well, being a hero! Which is why I've never accepted any coin from those who needed it more than me."

This story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there.

Everyone just stared in admiration. They've never met someone who was so...selfless, even a hero. Well, except for a certain Wolfian that is.

"Kak-Yak is your name right?" Said a middle aged man. "You know Lyra right? Course you do she was withcha in the inn. She's kinda like you. Selfless, doesn't care about the coin and all that buzz. Now i don't know where she went off too, but if she comes back today, you could try and pester her about having you tag along with her. I've a feeling you two might just hit it off if ya catch my meaning lad."

"Jacob!"

"What I say? It's true, the two of them would be an amazing duo together!" He looks to Kak-Yak. "Trust me lad. Pester her enough, and she'll definitely agree. If you had eyes in the inn, ya coulda seen what I was talking about if you glanced at her hehehe."

"Jacob, seriously stop!"

With a chuckle, Kak-Yak speaks up. "It's alright ma'am, I enjoy the thought. Don't worry, I'll definitely pester her when she comes back! Wait, she left? Didn't even know that."

Arriving from the Inn, Ninthara speaks up. "Well if it isn't too much, let's all begin helping our new friend here clean up his new abode shall we?"

A collective cheer rung through the air as everyone began helping clean and furnish the home. The villages bard played some tunes for everyone as they all spent the rest of the day cleaning and helping refurnish everything.

After hours of work, it was now nighttime. Everyone had did their best cleaning the home. Turning towards everyone, Kak-Yak speaks. "I cannot thank you all enough, seriously you all are the best!"

*nod* "Do not thank us. After all, it's only right for us to have helped you, for having helped us."

"Welp, night time folks. Don't know about you but I'm going to bed."

"Yeah same here."

"Me too."

Everyone collectively headed back to their homes, ready to enjoy some nights rest. Entering his newly touched up place, Kak-Yak grinned from head to toe at his new abode. "Hehehehe, good job Kak-Yak!! Good job."

He plopped onto the nearby sofa, too lazy to actually head to a room and get into bed. Sure enough, he drifted into sleep, as all do when tired...obviously.

...

Meanwhile, elsewhere during the night, another hero was having a not so peaceful rest. Instead, this hero was in a pretty rough situation at the moment.

"HOW MANY ARE THERE?!" A guardsman says

"How the blazes should I know?! Just retreat!!!"

Under heavy attack by multiple fire golems, the guardsman within the unknown hideout draw back, letting the heros on the scene deal with the situation.

"Halt. Tell us the situation."

"Yes! A maniac is creating golems with his little hideout, absolutely going ballistic down there. We went to investigate, but were bombarded by fireballs. One of us is still trapped down there!"

A heavily armored hero stepped forward, leading the others. "Don't worry, we'll save him. You all just sit back and wait for us to handle this."

Lyra, one of the hero's about to head down, follows the others as the golem's sounds echoed through the maniacs hideout. In advance she cast a defensive spell around the group as they make their way deeper.

Arriving upon a magical shielded barrier, the mage within speaks. "Back off hero's, only I can read the I knowledge this place hides."

Looking to Lyra, one of them speaks. "Welp, magical barriers tend to fall easier when another mage attacks it. Go on, show him he's not the only mage here."

*sigh* Casting a disruption spell, Lyra focuses her energy onto the barrier.

"Alright, you better surrender once this barrier comes down." The elven archer said.

*Cackle* "Let's see, a human, elf, dwarf and Wolfian party huh? Hahaha, you think you're enough to stop my golems?! Go on, BREAK the barrier, I don't need it. It's merely to delay your demises!"

The barrier breaks pretty quickly, causing the Mage to freak out. Immediately the hero's move in, Lyra casting a disruption spell to hinder the golems within.

The human, clad in steel armor and a full plated helmet begins attacking, being the party's tanking force. The elven archer, using an advanced technique, fired a flurry of shots towards the mage, the arrows being enchanted with homing. The dwarven warrior shouted a chant, granting his party a temporary boost in their overall power as he rushed the many golems. As for Lyra, she just made sure the party was all protected with her spells, occasionally firing off a missile like attack made up of magical energy towards the enemy mage.

The fighting continued on, and the hero's inevitably had gotten the upper hand, cornering the mage as his creations were defeated one after the other. His inner mana had likely been drained completely due to his many golem creations.

"Hahahaha, what?! Going to capture me now?! Hero's?! Why don't you all just finish the job? After all i severely hurt a guardsman who tried to stop me! He's probably not going to make it no-"

*BANG*

"GAH!!!"

The mage fell back against the wall, wounded in the left leg. Turning to the source of the shot, the group saw the guardsman mentioned, slumped against the wall holding his weapon at the mage. He let out a deep chuckle before dropping his weapon, holding his deep wound.

"I'll take care of the guardsman, you three deal with him."

Heading over to the guardsman, Lyra kneeled down and began to heal him with healing magic. "You shouldn't have shot him, we had the situation under control."

A deep chuckle rung through his helmet, but he stayed silent. After a spell, his wounds were healed. Lyra helped him up to his feet.

Turning to the party, she saw that the mage was bound in cuffs, being escorted outside. She followed them, eventually reaching the exit.

"Hey!! There's Rook!"

"Eyyy!"

The other two guardsman from before went over to greet their pal. "We heard a shot ring out from down there. And judging from the poor buggers leg, you didn't let him get away with hurting you!"

"..."

"Always silent Rookie. That's what we like about ya! C'mon."

Lyra watched as they left. She closed her eyes for a bit, sighing. Couple of seconds passed until someone from the party spoke up. "Lyra! Stop sulking and come on, obviously you want your cut of the pay."

Opening her eyes, Lyra stepped forward and was greeted by a Guardsman Captain. "From the threat level of the mage and the info described to us, he has been deemed an S rank encounter. And since this was an encounter that up and happened, we have gathered coin from our command post to use as payment. Here."

He hands her a stuffed coin pouch before leaving. She quickly pockets it, looking to the night sky as her thoughts linger in her mind. She feels it best to return to honeycomb village, ease her mind and catch some rest there. After all it's the closest village. As well as the only place she truly feels at home with.