KIERAS POV:
If I had that damn stone I could stay at the inn like a normal person. Walking behind the building further back into the woods I find a hut of sorts, definitely abandoned by the looks of it. I make my way towards it and make sure no one has also made this place their personal get away.
Opening the door I see nothing but wood, bugs and leaves scattered across the floor, looking up I see a couple of gaping holes in the roof, hopefully it doesn't rain on my parade, I snort from my inner monologue. Maybe I should be a stand up comedian? Who would dare kill someone who tells such awful jokes, although they might kill me just to put them and myself out of my misery...... okay yeah comedy is out.
Walking around the perimeter of the hut I start to chant a cloaking spell to hide myself and the hut from watchful eyes, after that's done I place my hands on the ground and call upon the earth, energy flows right through me, like a human after eating taco bell. Whatever the hell that is. Though I've heard from various people that the humans often spend copious amounts of time on the toilet after eating it.
I start to push the energy back out and focus on the hut, huge roots sprout from the ground and make their way up the hut walls and flatten out, winding together on the roof to close up any holes and impurities.
Pushing a little more energy, the roots start to sprout beautiful emerald like leaves in hopes it acts like some kind of insolation. Once I'm done I stand up, thank the earth for its energy and walk around the hut to admire my work.
Yeah definitely scratch stand up comedy. Maybe interior/exterior designer?..... alright who the hell am I kidding. I walk into the hut, shutting the door, and start to unpack my bag.
Taking out my journal my coin purse and extra cloths I reach in and grab the last thing I've been craving, more than wolverines third leg.
There you are you sexy beauty, you slim thicc tease of a wine. " come to momma." Grabbing the cork and pulling it out with a loud pop I quickly bring the opening to my nose and smell. Fruity, sultry, with a hint of earthy scent, dear Gods you're turning me on you wine minx you.
I bring the opening to my mouth and take a helpful gulp. "ahhhh Gods have mercy that's good" taking a few more sips I already start to feel the affects, I lay down on my bed of leaves and enjoy the high of the wine. Truly I have nothing to compare it to, but I've heard certain wines have different affects. Some make you feel as though you're flying, others heighten your senses making pleasure intensify as well as making you feel like you're in another world. One order for the horny wine please.
A while later I wake to the sound of my own snoring. How lady like Kiera. The sun is still out which is a good sign for me. Letting my senses go I make sure the cloaking spell is still active, when everything checks out I look around the hut and find the fae wine on the floor with the cork in.
Wow.... Even drunk me made sure nothing happened to my baby. Picking the wine up it still has a good amount left in it, so I walk to the corner of the hut and find a nice place to hide it.
Stretching my arms, I let out a groan and scoop up my coin purse to go out and get things I need. I make sure my own cloaking spell is active to hide my scent since I plan on being out in public, Ive obviously never been to this town and know nothing of its residents. BARF, I hate new towns.
All of the shops should be opened by now. Opening the hut I walk my way back into town excited to restock. I figure I'd check out the blacksmith first here. Walking to the shop there isn't any doors, it's wide open with swords and knives of all kind hanging on display.
I stand for a few minutes watching the hulk of a man hammer the shit out of some metal. I snort to myself, when was the last time I was hammered the shit out of. I sigh unknowingly and the man stops moving and turns his body in my direction.
"Oi! Yer a new face round here" says the man, he has a long peppered beard and a bald head with tattoos all over, I also take notice in his pointed ears. one eye is closed with a scar running from his right eyebrow to the side of his nose. "Hello sir! You're correct, I just got into town this morning." I say with my smile stretching wide.
"Well then miss, hope you find the town to yer likin, what can I help ya with?" The burly man asks.
"Well I was wondering what knives or swords you had for sale" I ask with excitement
"Somethin tells me ye know the way round a bit of steel girly" the man says while turning around and heading toward the back of his shop.
Mm... maybe I let out too much excitement... He grabs two slightly small swords and a dagger by the looks of it. "Now these here two er called scimitars, a nice short sword with a cuhved blade, made from Valyrian steel"
I smile and sigh fuck me silly this shit will cost me a fortune, this is fae steel, the strongest steel in the world. Even stronger than wolverines hard on...honestly I need to stop... "And this here is a dagga also made from Valyrian steel but made wit Damascus technique" the man states with awe .
"They are beautiful" I say as I slide my fingers carefully along the two scimitar swords and pick up the dagger that looks like the steel was folded together multiple times like pastry layers.
"You made these yourself?" I ask.
"Noo a fae friend of mine gave um to me before e died."
"I'm so sorry,....... wouldn't you rather keep them?."
"No no, I don't know whut it is about ya but I get this feelin these would be in betta hands with ye, plus I don't see myself using em anytime soon."
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" I don't know what to say, thank you,....but wouldn't you rather give them to a fae warrior or something?"
"Fuck no, I know we ar close to fae lands but ye rarely see our kind in this town, curious ye ar here though." The man says rising his un scarred eyebrow.
"I didn't grow up with the fae, I've been alone for a long time, going where the wind takes me I guess." I say
"I..... then what me gut is telling me, is that these should go to ye girly."
"How much for them?" I ask, he stands there looking into my eyes for what feels like forever and he says "take 'em girl, take care of em and they'll take care of ye"
"No, please, let me at least give you something!" I practically beg .
"ow bout you buy me Dinner one of these nights aye?" The man says with a toothy grin .
I return the smile and say "if that's all I can do then that's what I'll do, my name is Kiera by the way."
"Kiera, pretty name, I'm Tommy I hope to see ye around girly."
"Thank you Tommy, maybe I'll stick around" I say with a laugh, pick up my new weapons and walk a bit further down the road. I make my way to the clothing shop which is a cute little shop with a decorated sign and clothes out on display in the windows. I walk through the door and hear a bell chime alerting whoever's in the shop of my presence.
"HELLO HELLOOOO!" I hear a shrill voice of a woman yell from the back
"Hello ma'am!"
I hear her scoff as she makes her way to where I'm standing and says "call me ma'am one more time and I'll kick your ass to the curb" her face serious one second and then smiling the next, grabbing my arm and immediately taking off my cloak to take my measurements.
"Im sorry ma-uh...im sorry" I choke out
"That's alright deary, now what can I do for ya" she asks, she's an older woman with an Afro of curls, her eyes are a chocolate brown and kind, but I can't make out what she is so I focus on her scent, a fae. Hmm... Tommy said fae don't really come to this town, too proud to leave their lands, I'll assume they've been here a long while.
" well I was looking for a new outfit? maybe something that will hold these?" I ask while I pull out my new dagger and swords.
"GODDESS DEVINE! Put those awful things away!" okay I think my ears are currently dripping blood "uh I am so sorry...... um... do you have anything like that here?"
"Yes well, I might have a piece or two follow me deary" Gods this woman has worse mood swings than a lycan in heat. She walks into a back room and disappears for a moment then suddenly sticks her hand out and motions me to follow.
I walk through the opening and find racks beyond racks of all types of clothing. Looking to my right I notice something on one of the hangers. Gods look at this one, how the hell would my beef sandwich fit in that thing? And the nipples? Wait you can see right through the fuckin fabri- "ah here we are." The woman sings as I quickly drop the barely considered piece of cloth back on the rack.
I look up to see her holding a slim armor like three piece set. Gods damn, now that... is sexy. "Seems to be your size deary go, go try it on!" she's practically bouncing with excitement.
I grab the clothes from her and make for the little room off to the side to try everything on. I close the curtain and strip my clothes off kicking them to the side and pick up the first piece of the armored clothing which is almost like a corset, though the breast plate seems to melt straight to me like another layer of skin on my body.
Tightening the laces in the back I pull and feel the corset conform to my body. Looking in the mirror my mouth drops open. fuck... my Tatas.... You go girls. The corset has a slight rounded V dip in it but the leather is tough with a weathered brown color and intricate designs going from my armpit and sides curving under my breasts and meeting in the middle to form a point that goes slightly up my sternum area. It does the same going down my abdomen, ending in another point just below my belly button. Beautiful. I say to myself as I drag my fingertips along the engraved patterns.
Hm... least it smells clean... the second piece is both leather and steel, feels almost like Valyrian steel. There are delicate plates for my shoulders connecting to a breast plate that does absolutely nothing to hide the girls. Slipping my arms through, the shoulder plates fit comfortably and the breast plate fits snug and molds right to the leather corset leaving nothing for the imagination.
The steel is beautiful and stops just below my rib cage with a point down the center of my torso, following the point of engraving on the leather corset, the steel has engravings and designs swirling through out like the leather and The back of the plate is simple, open with four metal loops connected to an X design of steel and leather straps to tighten the armor completely. Damn I'm lookin like a whole snack right now.
The last piece is leather pants that I slip on with ease, thank the Gods, cause this ass, it isn't for the weak and baby got back. I turn around and shake my butt and for the second time, my mouth drops open. Are these even leather? They feel like leather... they seem tough... then why the fuck is my ass moving like it's jello.
There is a built in thigh strap for my dagger and the loops on my back I'll assume are to hold my swords, placing the dagger in,it fits snug, and placing the swords into the loops was surprisingly easier than I thought. The handles are at my shoulders and the swords cross in a X shape with the blade curving by my waist line.
Gods damn if Wolverine could see me now. "Here deary I found these as well, you're quite tall but I didn't want to make guesses, what size shoe are you?" Being 5'10" comes with big ol feet...
"I'm a size 10" I answer
" ah wonderful, here put these on."
She tosses a pair of beautiful lightly armored boots in the the stall. Leather boots, light weight but nice coverage of armor. I slip the boots on loving the sturdiness of them. The foot portion is thick,tough leather that starts to mold with beautiful armored plates that go all the way up to just below my knees. "Beautiful" I whisper to myself.
I think of myself as curvy, not skinny but I have a little tummy pouch that protects the reproductive organs, the girls know. But this.. I look like a pear had sex with an hour glass. Okay maybe that doesn't make sense.
I open up the curtain to see the woman standing in suspense. "Goddess Devine" she lets out a whistle. "Give us a spin!" She yells. So I slowly turn around till I'm facing her again. "You look like an angel of death deary" ........."um...thank-you?" I reply
"Oh you're quite welcome! Have yourself a mate yet love?" A MATE?! i forgot those even exist... shit.
"Uh no, no.. I haven't had much time to explore and look for...my-mate.."
"Oh, well your time will come deary, maybe head down to see cyphrus! He might be able to lead you on a path to love, and if I wasn't mated to my love Willy, the sight of you would've turned me gay" she said with a belly laugh.
Ookay... no hate for my gays out there... but I love a mean sausage.I awkwardly laugh with her as she brings me back up to the front. "Oh oh put your cloak on deary let's see how it looks."
I put my cloak on and clip in in the front while she swings me towards another mirror
"Oh yes an angel of death indeed"
Goddess's sweet buns I look bad ass.
"Thank you so much uh-"
"Claire, my name is Clair deary and you're quite welcome"
"Claire, thank you, I'm Kiera" I take Claire's hand in mine and give it a shake.
"How much for this set?" she looks at me for a while just like Tommy did. This town got a fuckin staring problem or something?
"How's 30 coin sound deary?"
30 coin?! That's basically nothing!
"Claire, I'm not sure what's going on in this town but if this is how you all treat your customers I'm wondering how you all stay open." Claire Doubles over with laughter and starts banging on the counter next to her.
Once she catches her breathe she says "deary trust me when I say we all have good intuition here, when we feel like things are meant to be, we don't argue with fate." Great i found a town with a bunch of magic mushroomed out crazies....Sure I'll take her advice and not argue.
"Okay then Claire, 30 coin it is." I reach for my coin purse and count out 30 and place it into Claire's hand. "I hope you stay a while deary, this town could use some light"
"Thanks Claire, I'll see you around!" I exit Claire's shop, decked out in my new clothes, feeling like I can take on the world, I start walking further along until I see Cyphrus's crystal shop. I stop in my tracks, thinking back to what Claire said. A seer huh... hm.. there's my next stop.