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“Oh fuck, I forgot to tell you to bring some rope and a wagon .”

“Indeed you did sir, so I took some initiative and brought both of them, see,” Rorko says while holding the rope with his right hand pointing at a giant wagon with his left

[This moment is probably the best time to execute my plan]

Fine, what’s your plan?

[Run!]

I then stand up and proceed to run towards the opposite direction of Rorko and the hobgoblin

“Well since you went through the effort of bringing both of them you probably already know what to do”

“yes, sir!” Rorko shouts with a hint of happiness In his tone

“Actually, before that let me help you with something” the hobgoblin then takes out a dagger from the sheath on his waist and proceeds to throw it towards my direction

Suddenly I feel something blunt hit the back of my head with enough Force that it could knock me unconscious

“Fuck,” I say under my breath while losing consciousness and falling towards the ground

The last thing I hear before completely losing consciousness is

“Tie him up! And put him In the wagon with the bodies” the hobgoblin shouts to his troops

“you heard the commander, move it! go!”Rorko shouts

I awaken to find my body laying down face first unto what seems like wood

Where the fuck am I

[Probably in the wagon that Rorko brought]

I try to move my hands to push my body up, but It seems like I can’t

Looks like we’re tied up too

[Try rolling over]

I prepare to roll over

“don’t even bother” a somewhat intimidating voice says

“Who are you?” I ask trying to hide the fear in my voice

“me?, I’m just someone that the commander brought in to make sure you somehow don’t escape” the voice says in a annoyed tone

“he even brought me a guard how nice of him, am I really that much of threat?” I ask the voice rhetorically

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The voice remains silent

[Probably the serious type]

Most likely

“anyways where we heading?” I ask the voice again

“To the city of Virie” the voice answers in a slightly irritated tone

“how long will that take?”

“About 3-4 klicks” the voice answers back in a irritated tone

[The fuck is a Klick?]

That’s probably how they measure time

“Your commander must have hit my head a little too hard, how long is a klick again?”

“cant you just shut up!, it’s already bad enough that I have to stay here with you and endure the smell of burnt corpses”

[We probably shouldn’t talk anymore if we don’t wanna get killed]

You’re forgetting that he can’t actually kill us. Oh shit!

[what?]

My bag!? what happened to my bag!?

Suddenly a portal appears in mid air and my bag drops to my right with a thump sound

The fuck!

[The hell!?]

“didn’t I just tell you to shut the fuck up!”

Suddenly I hear a metallic sound coming from the same direction as the voice

[Oh god! please tell me that’s not what I think It is]

Just in case I should probably roll

I roll to the right to try and cover my bag and also to try and dodge

Suddenly a dagger lands just inches from my face

[Why is everything trying to fucking kill us!]

“just wait a minute! You can’t kill me right!?, at least that’s what your commander said right!?”

I trace the hand that’s holding the dagger to its owner’s face

[Is he actually crying?]

Looks like it

Suddenly a portal which could barely fit my hand in it appears on the floor

“I could give two shits about what the commander said!, my brother was in that legion!, he had future you hear me! A fucking future!, he was going to be a court mage!, and if you had anything to do with his death even if it’s just a chance I’m going…go..ing…go….ing to”

“going to what bitch!”

[What did you do!?]

I think the portal’s tightening

I take my hand out of the portal

Nothing really I just chocked him

[You think his dead?]

I hope not

[What do we do now?]

What else can we do but wait

[That does kinda make sense considering we barely know anything about this world]

Oh yeah my bag

I roll over to face my bag and open the zipper with my teeth

Let’s see what I have left to use

I then rummage through my bag using my nose and mouth

[Okay so we have three books, three pens, five notebooks, one calculator and a black hoodie. Nothing too useful in a fantasy world]

Is that really all I have left?

[Well you did throw most of our stuff into orthuses mouth]

Guess so

[anything else we can do while waiting?]

I guess I could try testing out my new abilities

I click my tongue with intention of summoning orthus

“looks like I switch bodies every time orthus is summoned”

“did you just talk!?”

“so this is what it feels like to talk, I always assumed it was refreshing in a way guess not”

“try breathing out fire from either head”

He then proceeds to breathe out a small combustion out of his right mouth then a puff of smoke

[Seems like I just can’t do it in my current state]

Why aren’t you talking?

[Do you think I can talk after basically creating a small explosion In my mouth?, plus there’s no real advantage to it and people might here us]

That does make sense, but I’m pretty sure you should still be able to talk considering that’s orthuses body which may I remind you is a mythical beast

[mythical beast my ass! I can’t even control my left head]

So that’s why I was just about to ask why you were rummaging through that guy’s pockets

[See! It practically has a mind of its own]

The left head then pulls out a pouch from the knocked out goblins pocket then drops it with a metallic thump

Open it up and drop its contents in front of me in front of me

[Yeah yeah]

A Single gold coin drops mixed with some silver and bronze coins

And on the gold coin a somewhat familiar face is carved into it

Get me my history book!