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I laid on my desk, my head in my hands. The teacher was explaining the concept of triple conjunctive exponent intercept inequalities. Why did I have to have math last period? I thought. I looked over at Kara, to my right. Kara was a grade younger than me, but that didnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t affect our friendship much.
The bell rang. I put away my textbook and quill and walked over to join Kara by the door. We started walking.
Ã¢â‚¬Å“What are you doing today, Leisha?Ã¢â‚¬Â Kara asked.
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Finishing up the quest. You?Ã¢â‚¬Â
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Homework.Ã¢â‚¬Â We giggled.
A pause. Ã¢â‚¬Å“How is that quest going?Ã¢â‚¬Â
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Just about finished. I have the chimeras, and I need one more kitsune. IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m going to breed it today.Ã¢â‚¬Â
Ã¢â‚¬Å“That guy running it is kinda creepy, isnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t he?Ã¢â‚¬Â
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Oh yeah. YouÃ¢â‚¬â„¢re lucky you already have your wyvern.Ã¢â‚¬Â
Ã¢â‚¬Å“HeÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s still an egg.Ã¢â‚¬Â
Ã¢â‚¬Å“IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢d come to your house, but I have so much homework, and you know, the questÃ¢â‚¬Â¦Ã¢â‚¬Â
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Besides, you already visited him today.Ã¢â‚¬Â
We walked the rest of the way in silence. We reached KaraÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s house, and bade our goodbyes. I continued on, walking the rest of the way to my house. My kitsunes bred successfully, and I fed my creatures and hurried on to the creepy old guyÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s hut.
I knocked. Ã¢â‚¬Å“UmÃ¢â‚¬Â¦ Mordcai? I think you said that was your name? Um, I have the, um eggs you, um, asked forÃ¢â‚¬Â¦Ã¢â‚¬Â
I tried the doorknob. It was unlocked. I entered, wary of my surroundings. The old man, Mordcai, has huddled around a cauldron, muttering a spell. I vaguely recognized it from my class period.
The old man stood. Ã¢â‚¬Å“Do you have them?Ã¢â‚¬Â
Ã¢â‚¬Å“UmÃ¢â‚¬Â¦ yeah. I mean, Why would I be here if IÃ¢â‚¬Â¦ umÃ¢â‚¬Â¦Ã¢â‚¬Â I stuttered as Mordcai gave me a glare.
Ã¢â‚¬Å“You shouldnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t talk back to your elders.Ã¢â‚¬Â
I stepped back. He stepped forward.
Ã¢â‚¬Å“You want something other than the Wyvern.Ã¢â‚¬Â It was true. I was the last of my class to get a wyvern, and I thought they were a passing fad. But how did he know that?
Ã¢â‚¬Å“UmmÃ¢â‚¬Â¦ no, no, the Wyvern is fineÃ¢â‚¬Â¦ umÃ¢â‚¬Â¦Ã¢â‚¬Â
Ã¢â‚¬Å“If you get the wyvern, you will sell it for gold.Ã¢â‚¬Â Also true. I was desperately low on funds. But again, how did he know that?
Ã¢â‚¬Å“No, noÃ¢â‚¬Â¦ um, IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ll keep it, umÃ¢â‚¬Â¦ cherish it forever, you knowÃ¢â‚¬Â¦Ã¢â‚¬Â I faltered.
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Do not lie to me. I can see that you do not appreciate my gift. There is one other thing I can give you, worth more than the egg, but only the bravest can handle its strength.Ã¢â‚¬Â What is it? A voltarian alphyn? I wondered.
Ã¢â‚¬Å“It requires an extra quest step. By tomorrow at sunset, you must bring me the most cherished creature within your keep.Ã¢â‚¬Â
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Will I, um, be able to, um, keep it?Ã¢â‚¬Â This guy is seriously missing a few marbles.
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Yes, but you may no longer sell it.Ã¢â‚¬Â Ookay. This was reaalllly strange.
Ã¢â‚¬Å“You must also give me another five thousand gold, with which I will buy the spell ingredients.Ã¢â‚¬Â
If I get two positive comments, I will write chapter two.