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The cleric sealed his wound with a simple wave of her staff. It was impressive, really. There were so many types of magic—some ripped flesh from your bones and others mended broken limbs. Wyeth glanced back down at his bloodied arm. The wound was no longer there and his arm was simply bloodied. He would wash off the blood when he got to an inn. He looked up at Riley, his face becoming serious as he listened to her. So she likes that guy more than me. he crossed his arms, scowling lightly. ”Why don’t you all make him leader then? I didn’t necessarily ask for this position.” It was true. Wyeth was only leading him until someone stepped up and decided to guide them. The cavalier, the cleric, and the mage had left him behind, not even asking if he wanted to come along. Fine. I guess I need some space, anyway.

Wyeth tucked some strands of hair behind his ear as he walked down the street. What was he supposed to do now? Maybe he should see if he could get the binds of one of his tomes fixed up. That would be great—that way, he wouldn’t have to worry about the pages fluttering all over the place. Tomes were rather expensive. It was better to get them fixed up than get a brand new one. The tactician continued to walk down the path, his eyes half lidded. Maybe I shouldn’t be as trustworthy as I am. he thought. I know I haven’t been the best tactician, but… at least I’m trying, right? Yet, he still felt like he should be doing better. He wasn’t going to disappoint them any longer, then.

The tactician walked into a store, his gaze flicking to and fro the shop before it settled on the shopkeeper. “G’morning,” the woman said cheerily, waving him over. As Wyeth approached, her smile broadened. “What do you need?”

Wyeth showed her his precious tome. The Arcwind tome was coming apart at the binding, and the pages were very close to falling out. If he used it in battle, there was a good chance that it would come apart in the midst of casting a spell. The shopkeeper peered at the tome for a few seconds before looking back up at him. “Thankfully, I can fix this for just a few coins. You’ll have to wait a bit, though. I’ve got other things to do before fixing your tome.” she winked at him. “I promise ya that it’ll be done by the end of today.”

He thanked her and left the store. Perhaps he could drop his sword off at the smithy and have it sharpened for him. It was a bit too dull for his taste. And so, Wyeth made his way further down the street, humming a light tune under his breath.

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