Omen: 16, 16

  ‘I k,’ Adam thought. ‘There was no way my luck was going to be that bad.’

  After Adam finished his m routine, he remai the estate for a short while longer.

  “Look at you,” the Half Elf said, holding out his arms.

  Lanarot stumbled her way towards him, grabbing his leg once he was in range. She smiled and giggled up at him, repeating the process of walking to him several time, before he picked her up to shower her with his affe.

  “Just the other day you were g all night long, and now you’re walking?” There roud warmth which had filled Adam, with a great sense of satisfa. “You’ll be chopping away at beasts with your axe in no time.”

  Lanarot babbled up at him, g her hands together excitedly, before she hugged him tight.

  “You’re such a big girl now, Lanababy,” Adam said. It truly felt as though time had passed by. She had been so small back then, a wrinkled little thing. Now she was so much taller, and she was so chubby thanks to all the extra bread he was feeding her.

  “I o go ent today, Lanababy,” Adam said. “I o finish a longsword for little Polban. His dada helped me a lot, so I have to make sure his children are given prifts.”

  Lanarot babbled in response, before returning back to sug her thumb quietly. Adam pnted a kiss on her forehead, before pg her down. She pined, reag up to him.

  “Later, Lanababy, okay?” Adam said, brushing her hair. She tio pin and cry, and Adam squi her, feeling terrible for making her cry. “Do you want to py with mama?” He picked the girl up and carried her to her mother, who was currently overseeing the teag of the children.

  Sonarot accepted her daughter into her arms, brushing her hair aside. “Did you pin to your papa?”

  Lanarot looked up at her for a moment, before sug her thumb as she rested her head against her mother’s bosom.

  “She thinks just because she walk she start g to get whatever she wants,” Adam said. “Kids these days. Ba my day, when I was a wee one year old, I had to walk to the farm ten miles away, in the snow, both ways, to pnt crops.”

  Sonarot stared at Adam bnkly, w what he was talking about. However, seeing him so himself, as though he had told himself the fu joke, she realised he was merely jesting.

  Adam cleared his throat, catg the fact that the children were giving him looks. “That was just a joke. Anyway, I’d best get to enting.”

  Mana: 18 -> 16Enting CheckD20 + 7 = 20 (13)Omen: 16, 16 -> 1616 + 7 = 23

  Adam plucked a Thread of Fate.

  Thunder cpped and lightning fell. The sounds terrified the worshippers, who tio t, trying to call for their God to aheir calls.

  The baby stood, watg as the two fought. It was fairly obvious what was going to happen.

  The young warrior, who was fighting with fist and thunder, anting heavily, all the while the heavily armoured Champion was marg towards him, ready to put him out of his misery.

  “You’re pretty damn tough,” the young warrior replied, holding onto his krying to catch his breath. This nd had yet to challenge him, but he hadn’t expected to e across a Champion.

  The Champion did not respond, still marg towards him. He was merely on a mission to sy ahe Lord of Order asked of him, but only those who were truly terrifying.

  The baby.

  The young man.

  The old man.

  That was the order of importanbsp;

  The old man and the young man were in the same area, but it was sheer luck he had mao find the most dangerous of the three. The baby, who was currently being defended by a young warrior, one who would o be kept alive to maintain Order.

  “Not the kind to talk?” the young warrior asked. He brought his hands together, lightning crag between his fiips. He was running on fumes, so this was his st bsp;

  Lightning fell onto the young warrior, whily strengthened his heart, the psma c through him. He brought up his hands a loose a torrent of lightning, which spanned dozens of metres ahead, bsting forward mostly as a lihough it ended up splitting as a e towards the end.

  The Champion marched forward, unimpeded by the lightning, using his great tenacity to break through the lightning. It wasn’t the first time he had been bsted by the lightning, so he tio walk forward.

  Until he couldn’t.

  The figure, at least two and a half metres tall, stopped. He did not stop, he froze, the lightning having stunned him in pce. He was certain he had beaten the shock with his sheer strength and force of will, but something had stopped him.

  No.

  Not something, but someone.

  “As much as I want to fight you to the death, I ’t just let you kill everyone here,” the young warrior said, finding that his heart was wounded from running away from a good fight.

  The young warrior had only half expected his lightning to work, and as it stuhe Champiourned and shouted for them to flee. He also grabbed the baby, and had leapt into the air. In a fsh of lightning, he had gone, moving a hundred metres away with a siep.

  The baby held onto the young warrior, sighing. ‘I couldn’t have imagined I’d be running away from some little cub with the help of another little cub.’ He half wondered if he could die from the embarrassment of it all.

  The Champion remained frozen for some time, but he was able to think. If he tio chase like this, he’d be uo cim the soul of the old man before he disappeared forever. He did not think about how much Order will fall once he cimed the old man’s soul, but it was something which was worth too muot to take, even if it went against Order.

  There would always be another day to kill the baby, but there wouldn’t be another soul of such great strength he could cim, a soul which went against Order.

  That young man would not be long to live in this world, either. It was not his Fate to escape Order.

  Thus Fate was forever ged.

  “How did it go?” Sonarot asked.

  “Pretty good,” Adam replied. “I thought about enting twid risking being sick, but I missed my little Lanababy so much.” Adam hugged the girl tight to his chest. “Are you all tired because you’ve been walking all day? Don’t walk too much, otherwise you won’t be so chubby any more.”

  Adam blew a raspberry against the girl’s neck, causio squirm and ugh wildly. He stantly showered the girl in his affe, letting her ugh and squeal.

  “Why are you always being so weird with your sister?” Lucy asked, haviurned from her day of training.

  “I’m not being weird,” Adam replied. “I’m just pying with her.”

  “Who has fun pying with babies?”

  “I do,” Adam replied. “Not in a weird way,” he added, quickly.

  Lucy sched up her face towards him, uo hide the look of disgust.

  “Do you wao beat you up again?”

  “I’m much strohan before,” Lucy said, crossing her arms and sitting tall.

  “So?” Adam scoffed. “I held bad I beat you.”

  “That was only because…” Lucy tried to find a reason as to why she had lost. “I was holding back too!”

  “I’m sure you were,” Adam replied.

  “That doesn’t ge the fact you’re weird.”

  “Of course I’m weird,” Adam replied. “Otherwise I’d be like you.” Adam copied the face she had made at him.

  “What do you mean by that?”

  “I know you’re only here for Raool and Nobby,” Adam stated, simply.

  “What’s wrong with that?”

  Adam repeated the face. “My love for Lanarot is nothing like your creepiowards muscle bound hunks. Right, Lanarot?”

  Lanarot ughed and cpped in response, sug on her hand as she stared up at his face, stantly ughing at him.

  “See?”

  “See what?” Lucy asked. “You ’t ask her, she’s not impartial!”

  “Iyrmen don’t lie,” Adam said. “Isn’t that right, Turot?”

  “Cousin Adam is correct,” Turot said.

  “What are you going to say to that?” Adam asked.

  Lucy wao pin, but siurot had spoken up, she couldn’t fight him. Turot, and the other Iyrmen children, were always excited to talk about how they would love to kill her when they grew up. It was always a terrifying thing to hear, and it was Adam who would protect her from the children, who were mentioning her demise less and less as time passed.

  “You’re lucky that the Iyrmen are gd to let you fohem, otherwise I’d have beaten you up already,” Adam said. “Though you leave our poor Nobby aloherwise…”

  Luarled at him. “Just you wait until I take my pce as the Demon Lord! I’m going to fondle Nobby all I want.”

  Adam made the face again, but this time there was no ironic overtones across it. Even the Iyrmen stared at Lucy with a look.

  “I didn’t mean it like that!” Lucy decred.

  The children shook their heads at her, and Taygak even tutted. “Bad Demon,” she said.

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