вЂњRight there, of course.вЂќ There was an object lying on the table beside him. But where are the goods you are to deliver?вЂќ She had no intention of getting any closer or of joining them for anything. The outlaw smiled and invited the woman further into the tent with a wave of his hand. She stood with her hand on the hilt of her sword, waiting for his orders.

His second-in-command jumped and turned to look when she saw his eyes widen. He was certain that she had not been there a moment ago and yet he had not seen her come in. The leader of the outlaw group was in coarse conversation with his second-in-command when he noticed the woman standing inside his tent. So she approached the tent in the centre of the bandit camp. She had a family to support and food to buy and there was little else she could sell other than her skill with magic. And what they chose to use her goods for, well, that was not her concern. And as often as not were content to pay you with cold steel and an unmarked grave as with promised coin. Now, she was forced to sell her enchantments to those who operated outside the law. A sorcerer could expect a good meal in addition to money as payment for high-quality goods.

Back then she could make her sales to people who вЂ“ for the most part, anyway вЂ“ bargained in good faith and paid well for her merchandise. She was old enough to remember when her magic was in high demand with powerful nobles, even royalty. The pedlar approached the bandit camp with caution, knowing they were well armed and ruthless. Stats: Published: Completed: Words: 77602 Chapters: 14/14 Comments: 98 Kudos: 556 Bookmarks: 148 Hits: 15991

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