6: A PARTY OF KIDS

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Prism looked back at Rob, a face of pure disgust showed how they delivered their first impression, Rob could only laugh at her, as she turned back to the blonde teen, "Prism." She took a moment to observe the teen, the boy looked thoroughly expecting an answer on her relationship status, "I'm already taken."

He looked down and sighed, "Hekkeran Termite." He then focused his eyes on Rob, as he came to the counter, his eyes shone, "Old man, what is the Job?"

Rob took a pensive posture, "I was going to give you three a job, but a better opportunity came: You better be thankful, it's not everyday you get to travel to the Kingdom with all expenses paid for."

The black haired girl's head whipped back, looking at the man incredulously, "You are making me pay for the kids!?"

He chuckled, "Knowing you, you just horded it all while you worked. And you are practically rich with all your gear." He then reached for something behind the counter, producing a small coin holder, "I'm also contributing here, this is for my kids after all."

Prism scoffed, "I don't want your money." She turned to the group of three that stayed in front of the entrance door, "Think of this as training, I will be teaching you four an array of things, things that you might or might not already know." Prism brought up a monocle, observing for any magic items, once finding none she continued, "Before I start anything, what are your names and why are you four working as workers?"

"For the adventure!" Hekkeran answered immediately, "World, treasure, unknown dungeons and tombs!"

The young adult stepped forward, politely introducing himself, "Roberdyck Goltron." He took a moment to grip his religious pendent, "Being a worker makes me able to reach what I couldn't at the temple."

"Imina." The half-elf started, "I'm a worker because of money. It's my job." She answered in a deadpan voice.

Prism's gaze landed on the last member of the group, the little girl trembled under her gaze, "Uhm... I'm... Arche..." The blonde little girl scurried behind her elf partner, Prism couldn't help but soften her gaze, "I... I need money..."

"And why do you need money?" Prism pressed, curious about the reason why a young girl such as her would come to do such a dangerous job.

Even though it's a mostly dangerous job, there was quite the amount of easy work to do, mostly servant work for cheap labor, but Prism doubted Arche could do many of those.

"Hm..." The girl pursed her lips, "Dad and mom might sell me... Or my sisters..."

"Are your parents nobles? Ex-nobles? What is the name of their house?" Prism pressed.

"House Furt."

Prism's face instantaneously soured, she couldn't help but sigh, "It had to be house Furt..." She grumbled under her breath, house Furt was a obnoxiously greedy family, one day they appeared on the imperial palace, trying to get some of their 'deserved' money, Prism had to skip her lunch with Leinas as they had chosen the staff entrance of the palace to make their fuss.  

"You know anything shorty." Rob questioned, tapping his wooden peg on the floor.

"Yeah." Prism grimaced, "What she said will most likely happen if nothing's done." Sighing once more, Prism got up, "You have the rest of the day to get ready, we are going to Re-Estize, the route will pass through the Forest of Tob for at least two days, so prepare light baggage." Prism announced, "We will depart at night, meet up with me at the West entrance of the city, I will get us tickets for the travel to the next large city."

As Hekkeran moved to the rest of his group Prism couldn't help but notice the constant glances of the little girl, a shiver run through her body as she glanced towards her ring of non detection.

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