×Chapter 17×
×Meanwhile…×
Rachel put her arm underneath Adam’s armpits to support him as the couple trudged out out of the Desert. Shantay greeted them happily as they exited the desert. His greeting was not well received as both Adam and Rachel went to the bank to get money for water which they desperately needed. It was a little past noon as they headed into the city, both of them wearing their normal combat attire. Adam had made his fortune as an adventurer long ago and was able to afford rune items so he wore a runite platebody and platelegs proudly while he brandished his favorite, shiny red dagger. Rachel enjoyed simpler things though and her outfit was a set of bright blue mage robes, a symbol of Saradomin and a wizard hat that lolled off to the side of her cheery face. Adam clutched Rachel’s hand and guided her as they went in search of John, heading due north.
John had fallen into a rut of despair. He barely got to hunt his bounty targets anymore, a pile of contracts sat dusty on his desk within his spacious room inside Lord Drakan’s castle.
Every morning John went through the same routine: lovingly polished his sword first thing when he got up, sharpened his fangs, put on a cloak, and filled his rucksack with empty vials. The vials were for his job. Collecting inhumane blood tithes from those who hid from the Vyrewatch, right before dispatching them for treason.
Today he was to go to Burgh de Rott to collect a hefty tithe from an elderly man who would not survive a regular one. He had sought refuge outside of Meiyerditch, further from the Vyrewatch. He had not gone far enough.
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