The fairy swore in a language Chaney had never heard or imagined. It sounded like flutes and bells. Chaney could only tell the fairy had sworn because the fairy nearly fell of his stool with a expression of fear and surprise. The fairy stood up and raised both hands above his head, the hesitated. "Quick! To the hut!" He shout-whispered to Chaney.
Chaney focused on I''m not here and jogged to the hut. The fairy arrived at the hut in the blink of an eye. The fairy raised his hands again and Chaney felt something vague with his mana senses. A bubble of some sort appeared over head and enclosed both of them and the hut.
"This isn''t the best spell for hiding, so we need to think fast. A bandit just entered this worldlet. Where is the cat?" The fairy spoke quickly.
"She''s in the hut, I think." Chaney said. The cat''s emotions were of boredom, so she probably wasn''t out trying to hunt something. They had killed all the dungeon creatures except maybe some fish, so she didn''t have anything to hunt until new creatures spawned.
"Are you ready to fight bandits?" The fairy asked.
Chaney looked away, uncomfortable. "I... I''ve only been hunting creatures and hiding some traps. I don''t have a way to practice my fighting skills, not really." It was a weak excuse, he could tell. If he were really dedicated to this contract, he could have spent every day doing punching and kicking drills or practicing with a spear.
"Traps? That could work." The fairy frowned. "Oh, the bandit left... Nevermind, now there are four bandits. Not good, not good, not good."
Chaney decided that cowardice was an acceptable choice. "Let''s go hide in the tunnels." He suggested.
"They''re going to find the hut!" The fairy nearly shouted. "They''ll know someone is here and they will be on guard against us. We can''t fight them head on so we need to be sneaky. If they are on guard against us, sneaking will be very hard." The fairy shifted his shoulders. "This stupid spell makes my arms hurt."
Chaney tried to think of what to do. Could he fight four bandits? Probably not. Could he hunt them like dungeon creatures? ...Maybe. Dungeon creatures don''t work together to stay safe, so it wouldn''t be quite the same. Did he need to kill them? The problem was the stone hut that Yrryth had made.
"Is Yrryth nearby? Can she tear down the hut?" Chaney asked.
The fairy shook his head, "Uh, I don''t know where she is. She could flatten the hut, I guess. I don''t know if that will hide it sufficiently. Any more ideas?"Did you know this text is from a different site? Read the official version to support the creator.
"Can you..." Chaney wracked his brain. "Cover the hut with vines? Maybe they will ignore it long enough for Yrryth to tear it down." Chaney could feel the moon cat''s emotions stir in response to his intense thinking.
"No, I-" The fairy blinked. "Oh wait, I can! I can do that." The fairy let his arms fall and continued in a whisper. "I can sense the bandits over that way, circling around. Grab some of the lesser vines and toss them at the base of the hut." Chaney and the fairy dashed away from the hut to snatch a few of the regular sized vine plants that had spawned from the vine fruit. Chaney toss his first batch at the base of one wall and ran off to find more. The moon cat exited the stone hut and sat on the roof. Chaney could feel her curiosity. He tried to explain the situation through his emotional bond with the cat. Hiding. He thought as loud as he could. Enemies here, hunting us. The cat raised its head high, sniffing the air.
When Chaney delivered his next batch of vines, He saw that the fairy was kneeling near the hut with his hands on the ground, eyes closed. The vines in front of the fairy were exploding upwards along the wall. Chaney went back for one more batch of vines as quietly as he could. The cat leapt off the stone hut onto a giant vine branch. She disappeared into the shadows under the leaves.
Chaney looked to where his cat companion had disappeared, then back at the vines growing to cover the hut. He waited anxiously until the fairy finished with the first hut wall. "This is enough, grow the vines and it will look like the hut is old. The cat can harass them a bit, make it look like she is the reason all the creatures are dead-" Chaney was cut off as the fairy grabbed his arm and pulled him around to another side of the hut.
The fairy pointed in the direction of the disguised hut wall. "Bandits." The fairy mouthed the word and Chaney felt an odd sensation as the fairy''s mouth seemed to move in a completely different way than would say ''bandits'', but Chaney understood the word anyway. Chaney nodded in understanding and crept into the shadows under the giant vine branches, focused on I''m not here.
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For most of an hour, Chaney moved slowly and Silently around to his remaining traps. Most of the traps fell apart after a few days, so Chaney wasn''t in the practice of cleaning them up. With each trap, Chaney carefully tried to disarm it without disturbing the surroundings. If the bandits found traps or signs that someone was here recently, all the stealth would be for nothing.
While working on one of the last traps, Chaney flinched as he heard songbirds suddenly begin singing and the trap he was working on slipped from his hands. A rope net tore through a layer of moss on the ground and flew up into the leaves above. Chaney swore silently and tried to pat bits of moss back into place. A large chunk of the moss had stuck to the net, so He didn''t have enough pieces to completely hide the evidence.
Soft voices and heavy footsteps alerted Chaney that the bandits were almost right on top of him. Holding his breach, Chaney scuttled backwards, stepping only on bare rocks. He climbed up onto a giant vine branch once he was out of sight of the trap. From above, with I''m not here as strong as he could make it, he watched the bandits through the leaves. His heart sank as one of the bandit''s spoke something in a clear warning tone. Two of the bandits stood by the disturbed moss and looked up to see the net hanging among the leaves.