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Spending the Plunder

    Spending the Plunder


    <span style="font-weight:400">As Rain appeared in the street, the bacsh of having her portal forcefully closed hit her like a kick to the chest. Blood dripped from her tightly shut eyes as she struggled to pull in air. Numbly, she crawled further into the dark alleyway, dragging her prizes with her. It was still night, and there shouldn’t be anyone about, but if someone caught her with the head, she would have all kinds of problems.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After crawling as far as she could, Rain curled up into the fetal position, whimpering in pain. Everything hurt. Her ears were ringing, and she could smell blood. In front of her, Mr. Purple was trying to tell her something, but she couldn’t get her eyes to focus enough to read it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Using all her strength, Rain pulled herself to a doorway and used it to open a way to the library. Exerting her powers like this made Rain''s head hurt a hundred times worse. It felt like someone was trying to knock her head off with a hammer.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rain managed to barely pull herself and her trophies through the door and close it behind her before she passed out in front of her new pile of treasure.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She didn’t see Lon the next day or the day after that. Instead, shey curled up on the floor, her mind fogged with pain as whatever the Pontiff had done to forcefully close her portal continued savaging her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After two days, the pain subsided enough for her to pull herself to her bed, where she slept restfully for another day. By that point, hunger and thirst drove her out of bed; even though she still hurt all over, she could now move, and her head was clear.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As she moved through the library to the exit, she asked Mr. Purple to show her what he had been trying to since the day she got hurt. Every time he tried so far, Rain ignored him because she was in too much pain. She should probably apologize to him for ignoring him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Fortunately, Mr. Purple didn’t seem angry as he swirled into existence, showing her the message she asked for.


    <b>[Congrations: Oru is amused by your actions in humiliating Agro and his chosen. Oru would like to reward you with the skill: Librarian’s Insight. Do you ept?]</b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rain didn’t need to think long about it. More skills would always be good.


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">I ept</i><span style="font-weight:400">.


    <b>[Skill Attained: Librarians Insight.]</b>


    <b>[Librarians Insight: You will now receive notifications on the skills and corruption gained when anyone reads a book from the Library of Oru.]</b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">This gave Rain pause. With her “Lend” skill and this new skill, she had a good set of tools to make use of the library. She wouldn''t be reading any more books herself after what happened because of thest one. The lumps were still a constant aggravation. But people with skills and sses were far more likely to be important figures. If she could give skills to people who would be grateful to her and help them rise to prominence, she could influence the world far more than if she tried to fix everything herself.


    <span style="font-weight:400">There would be problems like figuring out how to find these people, but that would be a problem for future Rain. Right now, she just wanted some food and maybe a bath.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Wiping crusted blood off her face with her now totally fine cloak, Rain decided she would also get some clothes. This cloak was great, but it looked a little oddpared to what other children were wearing. She also wondered what shoes felt like. In other words, it was time for her first shopping trip.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Scooping up a handful of coins from her pile in the entry, she pocketed them.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Take care of the ce for me.” Rain said, patting the deformed golden Agro head.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Stepping through the door, Rain noticed the sky held an afternoon sun.


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">First thing is food.</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rain had to leave the Mid Ring to find a fruit vendor, but the walk wasn’t long. As she walked, she noticed things about this city that seemed off. For one, despite the ve trade being a part of the city, she had yet to see a single obvious ve. The people she had seen cleaning the streets looked poor but free.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She also realized she was wrong when she thought there were no street urchins. She saw a few of them watching her from a distance. They were either very good at avoiding trouble or backed by someone with enough clout to protect them. Given Rain’s situation, she might need to look further into that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rain finally found a fruit cart and bought a snowy white fruit she had never heard of, meaning it likely didn’t grow on the maind. The fruit had almost no vor, seeming to just disappear in her mouth. Rain smiled at the sensation and bought another one.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After her meal, Rain searched for a cobbler to get her new shoes. She ended up just wandering around till she found one after asking for directions earned her a volley of insults about ‘freaky worthless orphans.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">When she did find a shop, <span style="font-weight:400">located in the Lower Ring <span style="font-weight:400">but surprisingly well-kept, it even had ss windows<span style="font-weight:400">, Rain was ready to be insulted and ignored until she waved some money around. To her delight, that never happened.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The shop owner was an older man with silvery hair and nice eyes. He let Rain in and said that if she was here for a safe ce to rest, he didn’t mind her staying until it was time to close shop. When Rain asked about the price of shoes, he told her that for feet her size, he would charge ten old.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Everything the man said was true, making Rain want to buy her shoes from this ce. She went through her pocket until she found eleven gold coins; cing them up on the counter, she asked him for a pair of shoes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The shopkeeper''s eyes widened at the sight of the money.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“My apologies, young miss. I didn’t think you were a customer. Please have a seat.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">He motioned to a small wooden stool. Rain sat, and he knelt to look closer at her filthy feet.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hmm, what kind of shoes are you looking for?” he asked, retrieving a cloth and cleaning her feet.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Good ones?” Rain answered, unsure what he meant.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The manughed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of course, all the shoes I sell are good. What I meant was, what purpose do you need the shoes for? Do you need light shoes for running, thick boots for theing winter, sturdy boots for working, or elegant shoes for impressing?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rain thought about it for a second, “Can you make some that are kind of fancy but not too fancy and also good for running?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of course.” the old man said with a smile. “Let me take your measurements.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">With that, the man grabbed a string with ck lines and began using it to measure Rain''s feet. Once he finished, he told her to return in two days and ushered her out the door.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The rest of her shopping was faster. The seamstress had clothes that fit Rain, so she didn’t have to wait. She learned that the clothes were baggy because people would line the insides with furs during the cold months to keep warm.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She ended up leaving with some boring, sturdy brown clothes like children in the Lower Ring might wear, as well as some of the nicest that this seamstress had. Her favorite was a deep green sleeveless dress. It was impractical and wouldn’t keep her warm, but she couldn’t wait to wear it. Once she had her shoes, Rain would be able to shop in the safer Mid Ring without raising suspicion.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That would be good because someone had been following her all day. Across the street, a young boy with dirty blond hair was talking to an older woman. He seemed to bepletely oblivious of Rain, but she doubted that was the truth.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She had first seen this boy with other urchins as she headed to buy fruit. Nothing about him made her think twice about him until she saw him the second time talking to a store owner as she left the cobbler''s shop.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After that, she kept an eye out. He was always around. Not in a way that would make Rain think he was watching her, except that he seemed to have business wherever she happened to be.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The question Rain had been mulling over for a while was whether to ditch him or capture him.
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