![]() The closer they trotted to the city, the deeper the sense of foreboding wormed its way into his gut. “Eric didn’t invent it, he just introduced it to Luxtania.” Aaron huffed, then added, “Allegedly, that is.” The hellhound shrugged as she swallowed up another mouthful of corn, “My dad didn’t invent corn.” “Five hundred years ago, a guy named Eric the Brave found it when he sailed across the ocean and discovered a whole new land! He brought some back with him, and some other stuff too, like potatoes,squash, and tobacco… uhrm… chocolate, I think…”Īaron sighed, annoyed, “I’m just wondering why you seem more impressed by some asshole that collected seeds from half a millennium ago than your own dad.” “Lets hope! I’ve never been to one! They sound real fun, though.” the hound cheered, skipping off and quickly rejoining with a shucked handful of dorn, “Mmm… you think it’s true what they say about corn?” Why aren’t there any farmers around here? They should be in the middle of the workday… unless there’s a fair or something going on in town.” “No.” Aaron corrected with a huff, “Farmers, Val. The hellhound thoughtfully chewed on a lettuce leaf, staring hungrily at the rows of corn to their left. It was the middle of the day, and the only sounds he could clearly detect were the loud whistling of wind through the endless stalks and Valerie chomping down on any produce she had picked on the way. A concerned hum purred in the back of the bandit’s throat as he and the hound crossed over a bridge to avoided the babbling blue waters below. Many irrigation systems were built into the river, originating from the obscenely massive dam still a mile or two away. But it it quickly killed the sparkling morning dew and went to work shriveling any unfortunate vegetation that hadn’t found a shaded shelter or the merciful protection of a farmer.Īaron sniffed the fresh earthy scent on the wind, taking a look around the fields. The sun beat down overhead, making the stalks of wheat glimmer like dust-caked gold against lantern light. It seemed she preferred meat, but wasn’t opposed to gobbling up anything else that crossed her ravenous path. They traveled onward, Val having a grand time plucking away the excess carrot or cabbage to gnash on as they went, unconcerned with the slight rot that had caused it to go unpicked in the first place. They shortly stumbled upon one of those outstretched fingers, following it through the long fields, where farmland swiftly became the norm. It’s got six rivers flowing right towards it from all directions.” he said, already smelling the brooks as the breeze carried their mossy scent over the hills. She hopped atop a log on the side of the trail they were stomping, merrily cartwheeling off and bouncing back to Aaron’s side. We’ll stop there for the night and put our feet up.” “Lets see here…” he found himself muttering more to himself than to Valerie as he checked his map, “Riak should be nearby. ![]() They went on for three days like that, trotting across the emerald hills and forest-speckled plains. Both their packs were heavy with foodstuffs, and with Valerie’s superb hunting skills, they always had a full, hearty meal waiting for them at the end of a long day of marching. Going hungry on the road was the last concern on his mind. ![]() The hound would only shrug her shoulders, wondering what their problem was, either blissfully unaware or feigning ignorance of the wild, predatory aura that seemed to seep from her every pore. He and Valerie spotted a few monsters once or twice hanging off the beaten path, namely slimes or some sort of herbivorous werecreature, but they quickly darted back into the thick of the woods whenever they spotted Valerie. The merciless summer sun had fully swung into the cloudy sky, but the blue-eyed bandit found himself growing more and more accustomed to the heat as of late. Aaron had never dared to wander so far into the northeast of Graeme in his life, but there he found himself, a hound from the inferno itself at his heels.
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