Chapter 30: A Resounding No

Chapter 30: A Resounding No

Stryg observed the snowflakes tumble through the air with an inaudible nature. For a brief moment he forgot the bustling streets surrounding him and he was once again in Vulture Woods, sitting on an ashen tree branch, enjoying the tranquil snow.

Ooh, the first snowfall of the year. Its pretty. Too bad itll get chilly soon. I hate the cold, a cheerful voice said from behind the hybrids ear.

Just like that the moment was ruined and Stryg was back in Hollow Shade. Remind me why youre here again? Stryg sighed.

Whats the matter? It's a beautiful day and theres no classes today either, Plum said.

Youre the matter, or rather problem, Stryg continued walking past the throngs of people. It was getting cold, but it didnt stop anyone from visiting the trade district.

Come on, you dont wanna go shopping with your best friend? Plum teased with a mischievous smile.

I am not your best friend.

So, not my best friend, just a regular friend then, huh. Works for me, Plum laughed and skipped on ahead.

Stryg groaned, he didnt know how to deal with this drow girl, she refused to leave him alone. He took a few swift steps and quickly caught up to her. Why are you here anyway?

I wanted to buy a few things here and there, Plum said while browsing through a few clothing stalls. And youll pay for them.

Stryg barked out a chilly laugh, And here I thought you were just a library pervert, turns out you're funny too.

Plum slapped his shoulder, but he dodged. She hated teaching him the word pervert. He always found ways to slip the insult into their conversations. You will pay, or otherwise I wont give you the dragon book I found.

What? You found a new book?

Yep, after searching the archives for weeks, I finally managed to get access to one of the rare book archives and I found one tome that referenced dragons in some detail. It was a lot of work, Im not gonna lie, but were friends right? After all, I would never do this for someone who wasnt a friend. Plum looked down at Stryg with a malicious grin, We. Are. Friends. Right?

...Yes, he muttered.

What was that? Im sorry we dont all have amazing hearing, could you please speak up? Plum held her hand to her ear.

Yes, he grimaced.

Thats better, Plum smiled smugly. Relax, its not like Im making you buy a beastkin or something. You wont spend more than a golden coin or two.

Golden coins, are you joking? Stryg had gained a simple understanding of coins and gold was clearly too much for a dress. For that price Stryg could eat at the Merry Crescent tavern for months.

Come on, I know you make decent money as professor Lohs assistant. Take pity on this poor wee ol librarians assistant. Plum held her hands between her sizable chest and gave him doe eyes.

Stryg sighed, Only one coin.

Yes! Plum made a small fist bump to the air.

And lets get this done fast, I still need to pick up my masters package from the White Rose Cauldron, which is all the way across the district. So, be quick about it.

Of course, of course, Plum nodded repeatedly. Oh look at that, a new perfume shop! She ran into the store.

Damn you Plum.

Plum dragged Stryg to half a dozen shops before she had declared herself finished. Plum used the time to ask him how she looked with one dress or another, but Stryg spent his time ignoring her. Plum pouted as they walked out of the final store.

Im glad you settled on the red dress, Stryg said.

Wait, you actually like it? You didnt say anything back there. Plum looked at him in surprise.

Oh, no. I dont really care. Im just glad that were finally done.

Plum groaned, Ugh, you're useless. How am I supposed to know if people at the ball will like the dress or not? I cant trust the sales clerk, they only wanna make a profit.

What ball?

Do you live under a rock? The academys winter ball of course. Everyones been talking about it.

Ive been busy with my readings and classes, I didnt have time to bother with the gossip of others. Stryg spent his time trying to become the most powerful mage he could. He needed to be the strongest among his class. He wouldnt accept any less. Not anymore. The weak Stryg would be a pastime.

You could just ask her out for a drink. A guard captain I know told me thats what commoners do.

Come on, I dont even know her. She probably doesnt even see women like that anyway.

You wont know unless you try.

Ugh, Stryg. We may be commoners but were magi. Commoner folk like her would be scared to even talk to one of us.

Seriously? I didnt know that. Ive talked to many commoners and none gave me that impression.

Did you tell them that youre a mage?

...No. The need had never come up.

And that if they pissed you off you could kill them and raise them as undead to do your bidding?

Hm, I see your point. Stryg had never really thought about it. Of course, despite being a black mage he was a failure of a necromancer, but he didnt see any need to mention that to Plum.

Oh, there she goes, Plum said as the young woman turned a corner.

And there goes your chance, Stryg added.

Its whatever. Ill find the right one for me eventually. Plum took another sip of the hot chocolate.

Hey, leave some for me, Stryg reached for the mug.

I cant promise that, Plum smirked and held the mug out of Strygs reach.

Ill kill you, Stryg said with a straightface.

A shriek pierced the air. Stryg and Plum walked past the corner to see the young woman from earlier being mugged by an orc and a human in an alleyway. People glanced at the womans predicament but quickly hurried on their way, afraid to get involved. The woman kept screaming for help as the two men began ripping her clothes off.

We have to help her! Plum said, dropping the mug.

Stryg caught the mug with a deft hand. Why?

Because shes in danger, why else!?

People get mugged here all the time, survival of the fittest, you know. Just let it be. Stryg took a swig of the hot drink.

Plum looked at him incredulously, What is wrong with you?

Stryg tilted his head and studied her with his strange lilac eyes, his pupils narrowing into slits, Why do you want to help her? You dont even know her. Shes not your tribe member. Shes not your friend. Why in all the Realms would you get involved?

Because its the right thing to do obviously, plus shes hot. Now are you going to help me or not?

Thatd be a resounding no on my end. Stryg took another sip while calmly watching the half-naked woman be attacked.

Ah, screw this. Plum dropped her dress and purse and rushed into the alleway.

A large mountain lion appeared in the alley and roared at the two thugs. They fell to the floor with a shout of fear. Plum dashed under the lion and grabbed the hand of the young woman, Come on, lets go!

The woman was confused, but she followed Plum anyway. Her free arm accidentally touched the mane of the lion, causing the feline illusion to shimmer and disappear.

What the fuck?! The orc gangster shouted in confusion.

The orc jumped forward and grabbed the young womans hair right before she exited the alleway. He yanked, the womans neck snapped back as she slammed to the ground hard. Plum turned around in shock as the orcs fist slammed into her gut. She wheezed for breath and crashed to her knees.

Where did this bitch come from? The other thug said as he stood up.

I dont know. I dont even know what the fuck I just saw. Some animal just appeared and disappeared. I must still be tripping on those shrooms, the orc said. He turned at the two women and grinned. But, you two arent going anywhere are you?

A small blue figure shot forward and latched onto the orc. Stryg clawed the thugs face and neck before he had a chance to even scream. The two tumbled to the ground in a bloody mess. Stryg immediately rolled as his body touched the floor and darted towards the remaining enemy. The human drew a knife and swiped at Stryg. But the goblin slid beneath his feet and jabbed the man right in the balls. He screeched in agony as he dropped his knife and fell to his knees. Stryg yanked the mans head backwards, exposing his neck. His claws tore through the humans jugular in a flash. Stryg kicked the dying man to the floor. The bloodsoaked hybrid took slow deep breaths as he looked around for any more threats.

After ascertaining their safety, Stryg glanced at Plum who was clutching her stomach and staring at him in shock. Plum, youre an idiot.