Chapter 589: Plague Wind
Raccoon was a new and interesting presence in our lives. I was less than impressed with her desire to learn ALL THE VIOLENCE from Iona and her reluctance to do the hard, needed farm work, but Iona managed to get her round.
Weeks passed, and carrots died. The hardiest ones were growing into small and scraggly little things, but by the gods, they were alive. Growing, promising more food, promising to extend our stores.
Raccoon approached me one morning as I was recharging the enchantments, praying for the day she leveled up enough to do the chore herself. What else were minions for? I raised an eyebrow at what she was carrying, and stood up straight as she nervously approached me. Her language skills had improved in leaps and bounds, and I was pretty sure she had a general skill dedicated to learning.
“Elaine. Uhhh. I got for you?” She shyly offered me up a dead opossum.
“Thank you?” I gingerly took the offering, trying to figure out what I was going to do with a dead marsupial. It hadn’t even been washed or anything, the blood was still congealing on its fur.
Her offering reluctantly accepted, Raccoon beamed at me.
“Is good eating! You teach me magic food skill?”
It took me a moment to understand what she was asking. Maybe.
“Do you mean my [Tower] skill I get food from?”