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least once a day,” Marcus replied.
Jared pursed his lips thoughtfully. He seemed a bit uncomfortable talking about wages and was eyeing what was visible of Daniel’s buckskins. “I earned fifteen silvers a month as account keeper, a fair wage for one of my calling. I will work for whatever you can afford, if that is a decent meal once a day, boots on my feet, and a hat I my head, then so be it.”
Daniel reached into the bag tied to his belt and tossed each of them a gold coin. “You are both now paid up for the month,” he told them and watched as the mouths of the two Teki dropped open.
He was not worried about earning more gold, while he would refrain from counterfeiting Ducaunan coins, it was not beyond him to summon potential and transform a stone into gold. He once turned an oak tree into hundreds of arrows. All he had to do was summon the potential for, Change It; a spell that allowed him to form any object into a duplicate of whatever he held in his hand. At the time he had turned the dead oak tree into wood dust, and then took one of Tim’s arrows in hand as the object to be duplicated. There had been a lot of dust so Daniel had pictured in his mind not one duplicate, but five hundred, and actually refined them so they were better than the original. This of course was not the same spell he had used back then, that one had been lost when Efferin Silenced him. This was a new composition meant to replace the other and he only learned during his solitary travels that the object being transformed into the duplicate does not need to be of the same substance as the original. Wood dust into arrows is like to like, turning a handful of pebbles, each weighing about an ounce, from the bottom of a stream into their equivalent in gold coins is something else entirely. He then formed the duplicate coins into a belt buckle, which he was now wearing. Having left his bow and quiver of arrows in Bashierwood, he used the spell to create the ones he was currently using.
The discovery of the planets with their little moons inspired him to compose a Melody while his companions had been talking among themselves along the way, before they met Jared and Marcus, one that could take the little worlds from one object and add them to another. He added a six note harmony and titled the work; Hunger. Change It , could only transform whatever little worlds and moons existed within the object to match that of another. Hunger would give him the ability to draw more of them from another source, like a tree, plant, water, or even rocks. If he wanted to turn a small stone into a boulder, he could draw what was necessary from any nearby object, and create an exact replica many times the size of the original. With these new spells in his repertoire he had no financial concerns, not when he could create any quantity of gold out of dirt.
“Close your mouth or you’ll swallow a bug,” Daniel said and tossed each of the Teki a coin as well, they were his official escorts, and it only seemed fair they should get something more than the dubious honor of his company.
At dawn they started out with David and Silvia walking for half a mark while Jared and Marcus rode, and then they would switch. Daniel dismounted to allow Silvia to ride Sprinter. “Here it is my turn to walk,” he told her, while t he account keeper rode Whisper.
“Do I look frail to you?” the female Teki replied, refusing to mount the Stallion.
“No, you appear to be perfectly fit,” Daniel answered quickly, and then turned to David.
“If I wanted to ride I would not be walking,” the juggler told him before being asked.
Daniel swung back into the saddle until both Teki were riding again and then dismounted and offered Sprinter to Marcus, who refused and then to Jared who also refused, none of them would even hear about him taking to foot. The pace was half what Daniel had expected and there was no chance they would make it to Jeeter before dark.
The forest had given
Jared pursed his lips thoughtfully. He seemed a bit uncomfortable talking about wages and was eyeing what was visible of Daniel’s buckskins. “I earned fifteen silvers a month as account keeper, a fair wage for one of my calling. I will work for whatever you can afford, if that is a decent meal once a day, boots on my feet, and a hat I my head, then so be it.”
Daniel reached into the bag tied to his belt and tossed each of them a gold coin. “You are both now paid up for the month,” he told them and watched as the mouths of the two Teki dropped open.
He was not worried about earning more gold, while he would refrain from counterfeiting Ducaunan coins, it was not beyond him to summon potential and transform a stone into gold. He once turned an oak tree into hundreds of arrows. All he had to do was summon the potential for, Change It; a spell that allowed him to form any object into a duplicate of whatever he held in his hand. At the time he had turned the dead oak tree into wood dust, and then took one of Tim’s arrows in hand as the object to be duplicated. There had been a lot of dust so Daniel had pictured in his mind not one duplicate, but five hundred, and actually refined them so they were better than the original. This of course was not the same spell he had used back then, that one had been lost when Efferin Silenced him. This was a new composition meant to replace the other and he only learned during his solitary travels that the object being transformed into the duplicate does not need to be of the same substance as the original. Wood dust into arrows is like to like, turning a handful of pebbles, each weighing about an ounce, from the bottom of a stream into their equivalent in gold coins is something else entirely. He then formed the duplicate coins into a belt buckle, which he was now wearing. Having left his bow and quiver of arrows in Bashierwood, he used the spell to create the ones he was currently using.
The discovery of the planets with their little moons inspired him to compose a Melody while his companions had been talking among themselves along the way, before they met Jared and Marcus, one that could take the little worlds from one object and add them to another. He added a six note harmony and titled the work; Hunger. Change It , could only transform whatever little worlds and moons existed within the object to match that of another. Hunger would give him the ability to draw more of them from another source, like a tree, plant, water, or even rocks. If he wanted to turn a small stone into a boulder, he could draw what was necessary from any nearby object, and create an exact replica many times the size of the original. With these new spells in his repertoire he had no financial concerns, not when he could create any quantity of gold out of dirt.
“Close your mouth or you’ll swallow a bug,” Daniel said and tossed each of the Teki a coin as well, they were his official escorts, and it only seemed fair they should get something more than the dubious honor of his company.
At dawn they started out with David and Silvia walking for half a mark while Jared and Marcus rode, and then they would switch. Daniel dismounted to allow Silvia to ride Sprinter. “Here it is my turn to walk,” he told her, while t he account keeper rode Whisper.
“Do I look frail to you?” the female Teki replied, refusing to mount the Stallion.
“No, you appear to be perfectly fit,” Daniel answered quickly, and then turned to David.
“If I wanted to ride I would not be walking,” the juggler told him before being asked.
Daniel swung back into the saddle until both Teki were riding again and then dismounted and offered Sprinter to Marcus, who refused and then to Jared who also refused, none of them would even hear about him taking to foot. The pace was half what Daniel had expected and there was no chance they would make it to Jeeter before dark.
The forest had given
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