Beyond Chaos – A DiceRPG

Adam blew into Xarot’s stomach, causing the boy to squeal with joy. The tiny boy threw up his fists excitedly before returning back to his fit of giggles as his father continued to bully him with his affection, the melody of his laughter dancing through the air. Though Adam was still sick from the process of receiving his tattoos, the half elf still needed to work, or so he thought. However, he decided to work closer towards noon, since he was so exhausted in the morning and wanted to sleep right after enchanting. Of course it was also because of them.

“Karot?” Maool called, the girl reaching up a hand towards the half elf’s knee, blinking up at him innocently.

“Karot is at school, my Maool.”

“No?”

“He is, but it’s okay,” Adam said, lifting the girl up beside him, wrapping an arm around her. “Why don’t I play with you today?”

“Papa?”

“Faool? He’s…. I don’t know. He’s around, I think. Shall we go find him?”

“I find,” Maool assured the half elf, climbing down from the seat, waddling away to find her elder brother.

‘Damn it! Why is your sister so cute?’ Adam thought, before being distracted by the little girl shuffling upon her bottom towards him.

“Da!” Monarot called, reaching up towards the half elf, before beginning to groan and whimper, until Adam finally picked her up. 

“Oh gosh! Monarot! What are they feeding you, hmm?” Adam kissed the girl’s cheek gently, and pulled her close to his chest, allowing both Monarot and Xarot to cuddle up to his chest. 

“Ooo,” Monarot replied. 

“Monarot, isn’t it unfair for Jurot to hog you? You need to spend time with me too!” Adam leaned in to nuzzle her nose, causing the girl to twitch and almost sneeze, but she smiled up at him delightfully, revealing the white of her teeth, some of which were still trying to peek through her gums. 

“Boo!”

“That’s what I’m saying!”

Vonda eyed up her husband from the side, having left him alone the previous day, though he seemed equally as tired today. Thankfully the colour had returned to his skin. She had thought to go enchant that day too, though decided against it, since the children might be hiding their distress to their father’s appearance. Her children were smart, too smart, and she had to be careful when dealing with them. 

Adam yawned, trying to plan what he needed to do that week. ‘Since it’s the last week of the second month, maybe I should make something nice for us? Ah, I should probably make something for them too? What about…’

Adam had received the proper payment for the Greater weapons he had enchanted for the Iyr, equalling in piles of silver and gold. The Iyr then had shifted his work to plucking Greater Enhanced weapons daily, the half elf enchanting the first aspects of the enchantments upon the blades, allowing the Iyr to finish them with their own enchanters. He had been paid appropriately for those too, each earning him a pretty penny, though he had put a large amount into the business. 

“Kaza Adam,” Maool called, breaking the half elf’s thoughts.

“Little Maool? Ah, you brought kaza Kitool, did you?”

Kitool stared at the half elf, who almost lay back in his seat, the two children almost swallowing him as they nestled within his arms. “How are you so affectionate?”

Adam’s eyes darted to Vonda, the half elf smiling wider. “Sorry, Kitool, but I’m already married.”

Kitool’s eyes darted to Vonda, who apologised with a bow of her head. “It is an impressive ability to constantly forget your promises.”

Adam frowned. “What promise?”

“You said you would not be so cringe.”

“…” Adam flushed, filling with embarrassment. He half sat up, pulling the little boy and girl up with him, before planting kisses on their head. “Sorry. I shouldn’t be cringe in front of you at least, otherwise you’ll grow up to be as stupid as me.”

Maool reached over and pat Adam’s shoulder gently, returning back to her cousin, glancing up towards her with such sweet eyes. Kitool slowly nodded her head to the girl, who smiled shyly, and they cuddled together. 

‘Have I made the right choice?’ Kitool thought, closing her eyes, letting out a short sigh.

“I should probably start heading to work now, I think,” Adam said, feeling the itch to work. His eyes fell to the returning twins, the half elf smiling, greeting the pair, though he stole away their grandmother.

“You are going now?” Jirot asked.

“I should,” Adam replied, seeing the way the girl’s ears drooped. “Then when I come back, I’ll play with you. In fact, why don’t you pick a book and when I come back, I’ll read a chapter.”

“Okay!”

“Aunt, can we have a quick chat?” Adam asked, before glancing around to find Jurot, who was whittling away at his wood. He gathered the pair and as they stepped outside, the half elf’s steps shortened and he hunched over slightly. 

“Okay?” Jurot asked.

“Yeah, just… tired.” Adam yawned as though to emphasise the point. “Anyway, I wanted to speak with you about the offerings and gifts. I was thinking about a new weapon potentially as gifts for people, the Order and so on, but also I was thinking about forming better relations with Floria and King Merryweather, especially after the whole killing knights under his protection.”

“What do you wish to gift?”

“After checking how many weeks I have left until the end of dawnval, I was thinking Basic Enhanced, since I need to make about eight different weapons. Also, I was planning on making a few rings and cloaks that would protect us. I can make around eight of each, I think.”

Sonarot remained silent, having forgotten Adam could enchant such items, and with a swiftness that was unmatched by most other figures. Jurot also remained silent, understanding that this was just Adam being Adam. 

“So… is a Basic Enhanced weapon good for a King?” Adam asked, holding doubt within his voice. 

“Yes. Not even a King can refuse a Basic Enhanced weapon so easily.”

“We really do need to change the way we call those weapons,” Adam whispered. 

“What enchantments will the weapon hold?” Jurot asked.

“Well, I was thinking about what would be good for a bunch of different people, since I don’t want to make it uniquely for him, we don’t have that kind of time. I was thinking something similar to what I’ve already made. Plus one, I mean, a Basic bonus, obviously, with… it hits harder, plus there will be three charges, which all need to be spent to increase the damage for a minute, and you can expend magic equivalent to a Third Gate spell to recharge it, or it’ll recharge around dawn.”

“It is a great Basic Enhanced weapon,” Jurot said.

“See, that’s what I mean. It’s…” Adam noted the expectation within his brother’s eyes. “Was that a joke?”

“Yes.”

“Nice.” Adam held out a fist and Jurot bumped it. “You see this, Aunt? He’s so handsome, strong, and funny. It’s not right.”

“He takes after his father,” Sonarot replied.

“Seriously, how can your entire family be so…” Adam paused. “I guess it’s because you need to be since your grandfather always worries you.”

“He is your grandfather too,” Jurot replied.

“Whose grandfather?” Adam replied back lightly, the half elf smirking slightly. “Alright, well, that’s the plan this time. I should probably enchant my armour, but… the rings and stuff are more flexible. Anyone can wear them and, plus, we’ve got those cool cloaks we haven’t handed out yet, right? I made some rings, they look fine, but those cloaks?”

“Have you chosen which colours you prefer?” Sonarot asked.

“Not yet…”

“You should ask those who are most suitable.”

“I was thinking about asking Vonda, but she’d pick the one I look most handsome in, and not the one that might be suitable for everyone else.”

“There are others…” Sonarot’s eyes held a gentle mischief in them. 

“Do you have someone in mind?”

The woman smiled in response. 

“Alright, I’ll leave it to you then…” Adam couldn’t resist even his Aunt’s beaming smile. “I was thinking about offering the Grand Duchess some weapons, but I won’t be around to do it.”

“The other enchanters may be able to assist.”

“Yeah, but… I just thought you’d feel uncomfortable in case they’re ever used against the Iyr.” 

“If they are used against the Iyr, it does not matter whether you enchanted them or the Iyr enchanted them.” 

“I guess. I was planning on auctioning some weapons too, but I’m going to be busy, so I’ll leave that to everyone else to deal with that. Whatever you say goes anyway, President.”

“I will consider it,” Sonarot promised. “You already have so much money. You should take pause for a short while.”

“I should work hard since I hold such a high position,” Adam replied, rubbing the side of his neck awkwardly. “Plus, I’ve got to make sure the workers can eat in peace.”

“We of the Iyr will take good care of them.”

“Then I’ll stockpile more money in case there’s an emergency. There aren’t enough enchanters yet, so I’ll need to work harder. I’m the only…” Adam paused. “No, wait, aren’t there two… Greater Enchanters? No, no, isn’t there another?”

Sonarot was glad Adam decided to use that particular term rather than Chaos Enchanter. “There are currently three in the business’s employ.”

“Me and…”

“Vonda and Kiara.” Sonarot was surprised Adam had forgotten about Vonda considering he was the one to Awaken her and she had gifted him at the beginning of the year, but she was equally as surprised as the half elf forgetting Kiara once more. 

‘Seriously…’ Adam thought. “I even wrote in my book not to forget that sort of thing…”

Adam is not escaping the stupid allegations. 

INT: 16 (+3)

Excuse me?

WIS: 12 (+1)

This doesn't make any sense at all!