Chapter 430: Beastport
"Hold there, where are you coming from?"
The guards at the gates of Beastport were both on edge and thorough as they began to interrogate the merchants in front of Rainier. He and Myrti were waiting in line, wearing cloaks and trying to seem inconspicuous... or as inconspicuous as Rainier could be since he was more than two measures tall.
As the merchant explained he was from a small jungle village named Mottin, Rain ran through the lies he was about to use to get them in.
He could see the top of a crystal tower somewhere in the city, which like Norneau had been built to take advantage of a stable dungeon. He watched the tower, imagining he could see it growing, until it was his turn at the gate.
"Where are you coming from?" the guard, , a gangly orc-blooded elf with green skin and greener hair, sized him and Myrti up. "What’s your profession?"
"You didn’t ask them their professions!" Myrti exclaimed indignantly.
"They had merchant passes," the guard frowned. "Answer my questions or get out of the way."
"I’m an adventurer. This is my apprentice." Rain tried to hush Myrti with a look.
"Names and reason for your visit?"
"Gale. And this is... Mora." He gestured at Myrti. "I was ambushed in the jungle, just east of Motti. I’m here to get a new adventurer’s badge."
"Do you have any proof you’re an adventurer?"