Not the "Support" you were expecting

Chapter 14: Help the village, checked. Next up is die, yay (Iso's POV)

AN: Here is the next chapter as promise. I planned to make it longer but I got lazy to continue it, sorry for that. My limit is 2-3 pages long. The next update will most probably be on tuesday but it might change. Please constanly check the comments of the latest chapters to check for news.

________________________________________________________________________________I am staying at the village's small tavern to have my lunch and get some rest before I continue my work. I finish my workload this morning. This include getting water from the well and feeding the farm animals. In the few days I stayed here, I got to know some of the village people, at least the important ones.

The village chief is the middle-aged man, Jushar Winfrey. This tan skinned man has a powerful feel about him. He handles various accommodations on the village. Like the village's food supply and safety. He is the one who talks to merchants and manages the business in the village.

The owners of the tavern are the old couple, Ehrhard and Nara. Ehrhard Hillshadow handles the eatery business of the tavern. A kind man with an optimistic outlook on life. He is of average height, has a solid build, and has tanned medium-ruddy skin. He has straight silver hair that barely reaches his shoulders.

Nara (Warwater) Hillshadow is the one who manages the inn side of the tavern. In fact, she is the one accommodating where I stay (I should pay my rent now that I remembered).

She is 5' 7" tall, and of average build with fair skin. She has alert, wide brown eyes, a well-formed nose, and a softly shaped jaw. She has long, straight, gray hair that is thinning. Her clothing is simple and plain.

My food was served by Ehrhard. With my current payment and money, I could only buy pottage. "Eat it while it's hot. Don't leave any left overs". I paid 1 small copper coins to him and said thanks. He took the coins and went back to his counter.

I started eating the thick stew boiled from vegetables. It lacks the flavor of modern soups but it will do to please my hunger. Ehrhard cooking is probably the best in this village. The tavern customers mostly consisted of the people of the village. Though I see some few merchants having their fills.

I saw Nara and Ehrhard talking to the Jushar. Standing 5' 11" tall, he has wide shoulders and long arms, a slender torso with defined muscles, angular hips, and toned legs. He has hip length, straight, black hair and a receding hairline. He has an angular face with a round chin, and his sunken, deep eyes are dark brown. His nose is pointed and he has angled lips.

I know the eavesdropping is bad but the conversation might be interesting. They are talking about...the village problems?

"Recently, the numbers of the undead rising from the burial grounds have increased." (Jushar)

"Can't the guards handle them? That is one of their jobs, right?" (Ehrhard)

"Our local guards lack manpower. And many of them are still half-baked trainees. Ruke is trying his best to handle the situation." (Jushar)

"Tch. His best is not enough. This...undead problem is bad for business. If only adventurers visit more often." (Nara)

"There is nothing much in our village that could attract adventurers, sadly. I could ask help from the city of Skydusk but they'll just see our problems as trivial." (Jushar)

"It is better to try, right? Otherwise, those undead will be banging on our door in the next nights. Could Ruke manage to destroy the mana distortion?" (Ehrhard)

"I don't think so. He's past his prime and his trainees are not enough to spearhead to the center." (Jushar)

"Let the undead come. It will lower the amount of mouths to feed. Our village still suffers from famine." (Nara)