Chapter 7: Timber!!

We both were surprised, Zuckar and I believe that he, as well, was someone that ran way from their past, for him to have family means that he was born here or changed cities with his family, though the later is unlikely. We were in front of a house, a big house, Stone was not poor, so why was he not in with his family, a disagreement is unlikely since he brought us here with a smile. "FATHER!!!" he suddenly screamed of the top of his lungs. I had to cover my ears at that, Stone could scream loud enough to wake up a dragon, creatures that sleep through decades if they wanted.

Some noise could be heard inside, many pit patters of feet, all heading to the front door--PAAH ,I was surprised to seethe door not breaking, that had sounded like at least 6 people, all running and slamming on the door, and then there were groans, but not crying, and then failed hushed voices, I could not understand what they were talking, but talking they were. "Hey, of tha' door, the rascal finally decided to get back. Maybe in a need for an ass woping." A halfling opened the door, though I only knew it was one because of the ears, the rest screamed dwarf, aggressively. "And he brought other fiends. Maybe not for an ass woping. Come on in." Stone was grinning, something that I had not seem before, it was concerning, but we all followed the faux-dwarf, maybe he is mixed, but I do not count on that, with him being Stone's father.

"Could you believe, the old man can still talk big. Though I did come here because of it." We were all sitting in a weirdly japanese room, the table was low, there were cushions to sit at, the floor was made of some thing like tatami, all it needed to complete the look was some calligraphy, and maybe incense. though I can't say what more, I had never personally been at japan. "I told you about them, Hunter and Zuckar, we are here to commission some arms." Oh yeah we were here for that. Now that I payed attention, there was grease on his hands, and there was the smell of fire around him, along with the temperature, he was probably inside of wherever he craft things.

"Yeah, could guess that, your sorry ass has no other friends. And how would ye afford it, eh? You would not have come here to ask it for free." His father got up, and did not expect an answer, and Stone did not seem like they would say anything. The door was open, and all the other children fell, it seems like they were trying to spy on what could be happening. "Out ma' way." all scurried away at his words, though some seemed to be brave and instead got ind.

"How did you meet stone?" What are you?" "Can you do magic?" questions bombarded me and Zuckar, and apparently they did not meet an elf before. Very curious these ones, maybe the courage came from there. We answered all questions that came our way, and I demonstrated some things my shadow could do. Children were cute and curious, happy, and I wanted to question some things out of Stone, mostly so that I could stop thinking of Stone's father as Stone's father, it felt a bit disrespectful, But the children stayed and played even after asking a boatload of questions. Though his father took so much time that The children feel asleep right there. "Well, right now is as good as a moment to make this question, What is your parents names? You have yet to tell us."

I wanted to be subtle, since I did not see his mother, I thought the worst. "Well, my father be Timber, my mother is Lace, thought she is not here right now, she is hunting down a dragon as far as I remember." That... was not what I expected, and are all halflings named after objects? And somehow he sensed my question, because I for sure wasn't making a confused face, since mine was like stone, and nothing else. "Well, it is tradition to name your child after an object that was precious to you, though saying what it is to your children is considered rude. It has been this way since forever." I thought that it was probably because of his dark grey hair, though I would not voice it out.

"Well, why your father? does he make your mother's tools for her? Because if so I can see why." Anything capable of helping someone hunt a dragon would need to be both magically legendary and superb crafted. Both ranks officially recognized by the system, which means that it is quantifiable. And I received a nod. And somehow that was when Timber came back, as if it was timed, but I could see a few books on his hands, which I did not expect, though opening it made it easy for me to guess why he brought it here. They were catalogs of weapons, a lot of weapons, and different sizes, what was better for each race, not that it was discriminatory, but a catkin and an elf would need different things.

"well, ye can stay for the night, I will cook something. Just look over that, it is all I know how to make, and I don't think I need to tell ye that somethings will not suit yall." At the start of the speech Stone made a bright face, was his father that good at cooking? regardless I looked over the section for humans, well more like the 2 books, 2 thick books. out of the 6, Armors, accessories, and weapons, We looked over, but the things that we wanted were there, so we only looked further out of curiosity, there were earrings that gave one shields against frost, or acid spits. Swords that dubbed over as batteries for energy, or a cane that facilitated the casting of fire magic. There were a lot of wares, and many were over 10000 coins in price.

We had risotto, it was made with some kind of meat, but really, how can one make such good food, does it qualify as a craft, is that why? I could feel as if my tongue ascended to the heavens, and the kids around were eating as if the world would end tomorrow. Though it was probably not unexpected by Timber, since he did not complain to them.

"Well to bed now. I do not wish to see any of you awake around anywhere." The wording was a bit weird, it is probable that the children took his word literary and got outside the house the first times, honor to the words and not the spirit, or something like that, like little lawyers in training. We would request the weapons tomorrow.

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