With careful movements his calf-length leather boots slid through the brambles he’d hidden behind, taking care to not ruin the dark green trousers that tucked into them.His short tunic was the same color, and was tucked into a simple …show more content…
If it did I wouldn’t make most of my sales by bartering.”
“I’d say that has to do more with how poor we are more than something lacking in your work. Besides, you run this place without even using a skill to help you! That alone should give you some credit.”
“True. But sometimes I would like to have a cooking skill. With enough ranks even the simplest foods become heavenly.” A sigh escaped his lips as his eyes drifted off as if he was remembering something. His tongue traced over his lips as he savored some meal long passed.
Arcus gave a slight cough to interrupt the man’s trip into his memories, “While true, I still enjoy food made the normal way just fine. There’s just something about doing it yourself instead of having it just appear out of that menu that I admire though.”
The other man nodded without saying anything as he pulled the money and sausages from his inventory, the small bag of coins and sausage links fading into the air with small glow as motes of light condensed together. “Here you go. If you want any meat off this one come back in a couple days and I’ll have everything cured and ready for …show more content…
“Thanks. I’ll be back for some shoulder in a couple of days then.” With a small wave he stepped out and made his way through town greeting familiar faces with a wave, a small nod or a few kind words. He only paused when his feet reached the square in the center of town, his eyes turning towards the space in the middle. Standing atop a circle of grass stood a column of black stone the height and width of a man, it’s glossy surface adorned in countless engraved symbols. Other than the subtle indentation of those symbols the surface was free of tool marks as if the stone column had formed that