4 News of the Slave Marke (1/2)
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[Name: Stigma Falsus
Age: 10
Rank: Unique
Skill: Essence Reader, Poltergeist (1), Soul Eater
Current Souls Absorbed:
Pure Energy: 1.1%
Grudge Energy: 5.8%
Wrath Energy: 3.1%]
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Skills:
[Cooking, Farming, Hunting, Blacksmith, Glass work, Masonry, Sewing, Calculation, Riding, Archery, Wood Carving, Animal Breeding, Herbalist, Pottery, Brewing, Dancing, Musician, Alchemy, Fishing, Throwing, Penmanship, Butchering, Decipher]
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Skill to learn: [YES] [NO]
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OK, I'll have to deal with the other skills later, let's start with what I know and have, I have 3 skills that are currently usable.
To check out the new skills he used 'Essence Reader' again, but what showed was just the same skill, so to check, he then selected each one to see if there was a hidden function, until he tapped the skill 'Soul Eater'.
The skills were listed like before, however because of the environment he didn't have time to check each of them.
So he had to put it on hold.
The three skills he had were...
Essence Reader, a skill which allows me to see souls or more likely life force.
Poltergeist, a skill that summon a ghost like monster that follows his absolute commands.
And finally, Soul Eater, a skill that collects life energy in the surrounding areas and lets me gain some type of energy.
The surrounding area is very brittle, after the whole incident with the Ghost, the place appears to only have minutes left until it collapses completely with me being buried alive.
The only entrance, the hole in the ceiling that had a cliff at the top.
To make sure, he had Ghost climb the wall, and it looks like it could hold its weight, but it appears that if any weight was added, it could lead to the walls collapsing all together.
'Wonder what should I do? Should I or not?'
”…Ah hell, it's going to be do or die, I'll just have to move fast, and I can't stay here forever, I'llstarve to death and I would have no choice but to eat some of the corpses meat and I can't bring myself to desecrate them even more.”
Thinking for a moment, he used his memories if they could be of any help.
'…Well I did play a survival game, where you would have to climb collapsing walls until you reach the top, but this time I have someone else do the climbing, and my life literary on the line here.'
'…I think the trick was to switch positions after you land, since I'm on the back of someone climbing the wall, it will be more difficult.'
Well everything won't always be easy, like the old saying goes: 'eat bitter taste sweet.'[1]
'Essence!' after practicing, he realized that he can shorten the chant, and can even do it without closing his eyes.
Looking at the top, he found 2 spectral figures above in a farther direction.
'Wonder what's up there?'
He climbed on the back of the ghost and had him climb the wall slowly, he didn't want to fall, so he used some rope from below and tied himself on ghost…
”OK, climb up!” ghost had immediately jumped to the wall and followed his order, showing no form of discomfort.
'Looks like its capable of carrying me all the way to the top.'
Stigma was quietly observing the figure in front of him as he looked around.
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”Damn! You! Gus!” Frank left yesterday to buy from the merchant Gus told him, however, he never would have expected they had limited stocks, leading him running around just to find enough money just to buy all the stocks.
Without any option, he was left with using his hidden saving to buy all the remaining, only to find out, because of the limited stocks the price increased, and just buying one jug is enough to make his heart bleed.
”The booze from the same guy you told me before was expensive! You didn't tell me about the price, I had to use my savings for tonight and I had my eye on a new beauty!!!” Frank glared at Gus who didn't appear to care about his ranting.
”You didn't ask, and I saved up as well, unlike you I even bought some food for us today, and you keep spending it on the brothels every day, so it's not my fault. Hehehe” Gus was snickering as he saw a haggard Frank.
At a tunnel in Red Rock Valley, Gus was waiting for Frank, the ones responsible for disposing bodies for the Naga clan. Frank was returning from buying 6 jugs of liquor from a merchant in Mordan City, that was selling goods from the South.
Unable to respond, he can only curse to him angrily.
”FUCK! YOU'RE PAYING FOR MY NIGHT PARTNER THIS TIME!”
”FUCK NO!” Gus shouted back, after hearing the unreasonable demand, who wouldn't feel angry.
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The argument continued on after an hour and they were exhausted from constant banter. To lighten the mood Frank remembered something.
”Hey, did you hear about the group resting in the plains, it full of 'special' merchants.” Frank had a look like he needed confirmation on the news.
”I heard, what about it” Gus had a grinning expression after hearing the same news Frank heard, he confirmed that it was true after speaking with a traveling merchant who bought from them recently.
”Then it's true then!!!” Frank was delighted, the news just made his day.
A traveling slave market.
As the name implies, it's a group composed of slave trader, it passes by any large cities and set up camp to sell branded slaves for 15 days,today was the 10, there was only 5 days left, until they will leave to the next city, news was the products being sold are in varieties from other provinces.
Who wouldn't have their own dark desires after hearing about it.