In Eva’s defense, however, the first word she had heard from his mouth was some less than savory term used for those people that took pleasure in raising people from their afterlife to do their bidding. So definitely, it wasn’t her fault that she had raised her eyebrows like an idiot and gave him a look that probably made him feel just as much foolish. In the end, she had listened to him patiently over some tea, the man finally calming down all by himself against Eva’s unfazed demeanor. Apparently, there had been reports from his personal network of spies of some necromancer raising the dead at the peak of night. It was a rather alarming matter in a village where majority had either water or ice magic and he needed someone brave enough to investigate it since, he emphasized, his overprotective chief of a father had denied him any permission to do so. It was apparently when they had heard news of a new Rune Knight, a seated knight no less, in town, they had immediately sent for them.
Once she had finished her tea, Eva discussed the rewards’ terms with him before heading out, immediately going for the area the sightings were mostly reported from. Away from the village, along the icy cold sea of Nanuq, Eva walked up a frozen path, pulling her jacket snuggly around her. Eva was no stranger to the cold weather but that still didn’t mean that she either liked it or could withstand it without shuddering. It comforted when she reminded herself that she would be leaving the cold village the next day, to Oak where she would actually do some training before heading back down to Crocus and then possibly Hargeon. She had already learned a bit of what she came there to do after all thanks to the healing hut cleaning job that she had done the previous day. In truth, she may have contemplated leaving that very day had the letter addressed to her not arrived and it wasn’t in her authority or favor to ignore it. In the end, she was stuck there doing her job for another day.
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