8 Turning In Quests (1/2)

Armed with new knowledge and powers the first thing I did upon closing in on my home, the Silver Xana was close my eyes and allow the more useful version of the mini-map I possessed to fill my vision. It only took a second of my eyes being closed to allow the thing to overtake the darkness underneath my eyelids.

The minimap revealed a good chunk of the town that surrounded me. Everything on the ground level of the town was suddenly exposed to me, and I was able to learn a lot about the residents of the town.

I knew next to nothing about the town I was living in. In fairness, my consciousness has existed in a physical body for less than a day but still. My tremorsense allowed me to learn a lot at once.

This town was inhabited by less than four dozen humanoids. Around forty-five circles were situated throughout the town. Something I mentally marked for future investigation was the existence of a single crescent on the minimap and when I clicked it I learned that a type of creature called an elf lived in the town. Its name was Goras. That was the only unexpected entry on the minimap.

I opened the door leading into the Silver Xana and immediately strode into my place of residence. As I did so I proudly had the sheets of paper that I had taken with me in my hands and was arrogantly showing them off.

The papers were glowing, something they had begun to do when I had acquired the necessary items in the necessary numbers to successfully complete the quest I was undertaking. They kept glowing, radiating a soft blue glow, even after I gently placed them in front of Isadora. The receptionist grinned at me and she looked positively delighted to have gotten the items she had asked for.

She opened one of the shelves the desk she sat had contained and pulled out a pink bag. She opened the bag and began to count money until she had exactly enough for my reward. She counted approximately 15 escudos, thick silver coins.

”Five escudos per woke-root, and you brought me all three. How excellent!” She said, happy to push forward the reward, the gleaming coins, she had prepared for me. I smiled and examined the coins she had given me. They were coins made of silver, with crosses emblazoned on either side of them.

When I reached forward and touched them, they vanished before my very eyes. This made my eyes open wide in alarm, but the system reached out and informed me of the true nature of what had just happened.

[Althos, relax. We just unlocked your inventory ability. This is one ability everyone has to make life more convenient. It creates a tiny pocket-dimension wherein you can store your items. Mortals have a limited amount of space they can fill and a limited amount of weight they can sustain, but you don't. You are not burdened like they are.] It told me.

I was grateful for the explanation but my curiosity was piqued by something about this. I immediately questioned the system. ”If you knew about this, why didn't you tell me about it when I put the paper where Isadora drew the plants in my scarf?” I asked, speaking to the system mentally.

I heard a mechanical giggle and the system immediately responded to me. [Because you looked funny with the paper in your scarf. We liked the visuals so we kept the ability a secret.] The system explained. Mentally I frowned and sighed at the system, but I allowed it to have its fun and didn't complain.

Isadora waved her hand over the paper and the thing began to disgorge the woke-roots. She examined them briefly and smiled after finding the things to her satisfaction. She turned to me and began to speak.

”Oh Althos, these are perfect! Thank you so much, with this I'll be able to sit down and begin making caffeine potions which we'll need if anyone without magic wants to explore the forest.” She told me, beginning to explain why she had requested the plants in the first place.

”This is around the time of year that some of Comillas younger people begin to try and explore the forest, which is good and neat. The problem stems from sleeping serpents. And I don't mean a vague sort of sleeping serpent, I mean what we locals call 'sleeping serpents', which are a type of snake that causes those they bite to fall asleep.” Isadora explained, thinking about the snakes.