First Seed
<span style="font-weight:400">Rain stared down at Mr. Bartel and struggled to stay in character. She had been right to test him before offering him a deal. If she had simply offered Mr. Bartel a bad deal and let him destroy himself, she would have been hurting a good man. Also, she hadn’t had this much fun acting in a while.
<span style="font-weight:400">Her usual ck sser act was fun, but she wanted to y so many other roles. Heroines, farmers,dies, and soldiers all had fun things she could do. And to top it off, right now, she had the best stage anyone could ask for.
<span style="font-weight:400">Rain made a predetermined hand signal behind her back, and Ms. River lowered the pressure in the room. Rain wasn’t sure exactly how Ms. River did most of what she did in this dream, but allowing Mr. Bartel to think normally without realizing he was asleep was incredible. Not to mention the fact that he didn’t seem to realize that the walls were shifting around him to better fit the story.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Tell me what ising that you are so afraid of.” Rain said in her most imperious voice.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t know! All I know is that a few weeks ago, a masked man approached me and offered me a position on a paradise ind if I helped him eliminate a rival noble faction. I want nothing to do with this, but the feeling I got from this man was that he would kill me on the spot if I refused. I tried sounding out the other guardmanders, but all of them are either scum who reced noble bornmanders after they all left, or they refused to talk about it. The goodmanders who I’ve known for years all seem stressed. Bird was found dead a day after the mysterious man approached me, and I know for a fact that Bronze’s family is missing.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rain was taken aback by the flood of words as the collected guardmander let his mask fall, exposing the fear behind.
<span style="font-weight:400">“If themanders are corrupt or coerced, then why haven’t you approached the Arch-lord and warned him?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Because he might be behind this! I don’t know who the mysterious man works for and if I approach the wrong person I’ll be killed! The only thing I can do is wait for the day when we’re all told who we''re going to attack; then, I’ll do my best not to die and to save as many good people as I can. What else can a guardmander do in the face of lords with their wealth and ssers?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rain remembered the conversation she and Ariana overheard at the gation. The lord had been recruiting other lords to take down the Arch-lord. He’d promised them that the city guards would help. It seemed Rain had found a chance to disrupt that scheme. The question was, should she?
<span style="font-weight:400">“Very well. I’ll offer you a ss to help you survive theing eruption, but there will be some conditions.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rain exined corruption to the man and then offered him a deal. The terms were simple: Rain would give him a book, and he would do nothing to harm Rain or her loved ones. She also added in a bit about telling Ady what was going on and making sure her father was taken care of in case things went poorly. Bartel seemed all too happy to agree to everything Rain wanted.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Very well, when you wake from this dream, you will find a book and the contract by your bed. Do not touch the book until you have sealed the contract with a kiss. If you do, the book will vanish. If you don’t seal the contract by next nightfall, both book and contract will disappear. Do you understand?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I do.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Very well, the book I will give you will grant you protection. But a ss alone might not be enough to ensure you survive, Mr. Bartel. If you want to increase your chances, then I will need your help with a task.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Mr. Bartel was looking up at her with some worry on his face.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I want you to gather the othermanders so I can offer them all a deal. What better way for you to survive than by getting help?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I understand it will be as youmand.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rain nodded before making another hand signal behind her back. When she did, the force that held her together in this dream vanished, and she returned to her blurry form before willing herself to disappear. Having Ms. River hold her together had worked better than expected, but she was worried about Ms. River overexerting herself. If Rain tried to do half the things Ms. River had tonight, she would be a bloody mess.
<span style="font-weight:400">As Rain watched, the light behind Mr. Bartel’s eyes faded as he slipped back into the dream state. Well, Rain was on a timer now. She needed to find a book for him and sneak it into his house before he woke.
<span style="font-weight:400">Rain returned to Ms. River’s dream, where she and Ms. River talked briefly before Rain ended the ‘Enter Dream’ skill and opened her eyes in the real world.
<span style="font-weight:400">When Rain opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was a ring of uffters surrounding her with their eyes closed. Rain only took a moment to realize they were praying to her. She could hear a faint whisper as their minds brushed against her own.
<span style="font-weight:400">Smiling at the little critters who refused to ept she wasn’t a goddess, Rain stood up, ending whatever ritual they had been doing. She felt a little guilty about that, but she needed to get things done before Mr. Bartel woke up, and they didn’t seem too upset, yipping and skipping around.
<span style="font-weight:400">Closing her heart to the desire to y with all the baby uffters, Rain forced herself to a door in the apartment. She promptly used it to enter her library and escape the fluffy uffters before they ensnared her.
<span style="font-weight:400">The murky atmosphere of the library shattered Rain''s desire to y and returned her to the task at hand. Marching to her hoard room, Rain retrieved her earring and summoned Ms. White.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What can I help you with today?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I need a book that will help someone get a ss that will make them very hard to kill.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Follow me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rain was a little worried when Ms. White didn’t mention Rain’s promise to get her a body, but she didn’t have time to go into that right now. Rain simply followed Ms. White to where she pointed at a book. Like most things in the library, the book was odd. It almost looked like it was made of mist until it fuzzed and became a normal leatherbound book. Momentster, it had returned to being made of mist.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you, Ms. White.” Rain said as she lifted the book from the shelf and tucked it under her arm.
<span style="font-weight:400">Without even a goodbye, Ms. White faded back into Rain’s shadow, and the familiar feeling of filth flooding her very being washed over Rain.
<b>[WARNING: Physical corruption has risen 2%. Current Physical corruption 9%.]</b>
<span style="font-weight:400">Rain grimaced at the cost. Oh well, it was toote for that now.
<span style="font-weight:400">She headed to the mirror to check for any obvious changes to her appearance. It only took her a moment to see that there were. The bumps around her left eye had grown into a ring of sharp bone thorns, and the whites of that eye had darkened to ck. It looked awesome and gave her face a lopsided look with one white eye and one ck. Rain immediately started posing and thinking of cool lines she could use.
<span style="font-weight:400">“The darkness in my eye can spot all evil!”
<span style="font-weight:400">That sounded cool, right?
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