Necron: The Legend Of Rezar DeathWind

Chapter 11: Back To Town

*squeak!* *Squeak!* *Squeak!*

The infernal nerve grating sounds of Rezar's mining car rolling down the rails of the mine made a lot of people irritated. But the moment it was noticed that he was the one responsible, they all happily backed away as anger and irritation gave way to fear and disgust.

It wasn't too hard for Rezar to understand, so he made sure to keep his distance as he came out of the west tunnel and the main entrance. Another mining cart was required to move all of his ores, but since these carts were smaller it was beyond impossible for him to carry everything he had brought with him.

But he wasn't too worried about the things he brought out from the mines, leaving the massive heap of copper ore pieces behind, he filled a cart with the stygian ores and kept the precious ores close while he went straight towards the foreman's office. He dragged the cart filled to the brim with stygian ore through most of the town, and quite frankly everyone staring at him was quite uncomfortable, but more than that was the look of greed in the eyes of some of them.

There were definitely those groups of people who didn't give a shit about his whole grim reaper of Elysium gig. Rezar couldn't help the feeling that one way or the other, there's going to be a confrontation today, and he wasn't really sure he wanted to find out how that would turn out. Thankfully he got to the foreman's shed in record time and without any sort of altercations, and when he gave a loud knock on the door, ignoring the stream of curses that came from the other side of the door; he waited as Red marched out in a suspicious state of undress.

Her blood red hair was plastered all over her face, as sweat could be seen slowly sliding down the middle of her pale white cleavage, that at the moment was half exposed with her nipple peaking out of the edge of the shirt she had on. Rezar raised an eyebrow and looked behind her to notice a lightly armored man trying to move to the side to evade his searching gaze. There was definitely something going on here, Rezar wasn't shy to say he was disappointed he wasn't the one stuck in the room with her, but that was a topic for another time, he was here for business.

"What the fuck are you doing here? Didn't I say you can't come back out unless you finish your weekly quota! Do I look like I'm someone whose orders can just be ignored! Listen here you white haired freakish punk!"

"I finished it." Rezar said to her with a bored look on his face, he wasn't angry at her, he was sure if he was in her position he would be just as angry that someone interrupted his chance to get a good skin to skin workout.

"Wha-what?!" she asked confused, before she noticed the heap of ores on the cart behind him.

"I completed my weekly quota, along with next week's and the week after that. I came back because I need to use the spire and exchange for some resources. I hope that's okay Red, I really didn't have much of a choice since I was almost killed by moles." It might seem shameless, but Rezar was hoping to appeal to some sort of pity in her so that his act of coming out early would be overlooked.

However she wasn't really paying attention to his explanations as the shiny ruby gem the size of a baby's fist sat on top of his pile of ores. The other was hidden within the small sack he had the zombie mole in, along with the two mythril ores the moles had mined. She picked the ruby up, examined it for a moment and then turned to him.

"You mined this ruby?" she asked, and he nodded in answer. Though if he had to get technical, it was the moles who had done all the work. but what she doesn't know wouldn't kill her.

"Sell it to me, I pay you 20% below the market price and give you as much resources as you need. However your movements through and fro your cavern and the town would still be restricted." Rezar pretended like he was thinking for a while before he answered her.

"It's a gift, though I would very much appreciate your help with the resources I came for and a small favor for a small task I can't really complete on my own." Rezar said to her with a smile, he wasn't exactly handsome, but his white hair and freakish blue eyes on his very dark chocolate skin made him seem exotic, he was still a long ways from being a Nubian hunk, but at least he looked like the kind of thin g you would want for a pet.

"Very well then, you have a deal. Write down the things you need and the favor you want it better not be sex or you'll be heading to your next reincarnation in five seconds!" Rezar rapidly shook his head as Red turned and went back into her cabin, coming back with a sheet of paper and a pen.

One fun fact about Elysium was that unless you have a class that was catered to stealing; you couldn't steal from anyone. And even if you kill the person, the most precious of their loots vanishes too, so there's no guarantee unless the person doing the killing has a criminal class. It was aimed to put crime at a minimum, but it sort of gave birth to the most skilled thieves, assassins and bandits in virtual world history. It became something akin to a professional business to have a class that could steal, and their targets? Well let's just say there's no where safe to hide your money, not even in the virtual coin pouch that's a feature of every stat page.

Rezar quickly wrote down a long list of the things he might need before quickly explaining what he needed Red to do, he even had her sign an official document that she wouldn't cheat him of his profits. With that done it was just a small matter to quickly return with the copper ores, along with the black diamonds, the last ruby, and finally the mythril ores, much to the shock of Red. Rezar was pretty sure that she was probably rethinking her perception of him, seems like he could be pretty shrewd in his dealings even though he was somewhat innocent looking and was just fifteen years old.

Not that age mattered within Elysium, but still, it mattered in some way of the other. Rezar gave her cheeky grin, bowed and left to go take care of his business with the town spire, the extra stygian ores were tallied and set aside for his next delivery which was frankly three weeks away, and so Rezar had every intention of making good use of all that time. As for whether she would cheat him or not, contracts on Elysium were binding, even if it was made in the middle of the wild with just verbal agreements. And funny enough the punishment of its breach is always based on the traits of both parties.

So someone with the trait kind hearted would probably have no choice but to watch the system forgive the person who breached to contract or maybe just take a small fine from them. But if your trait was killer, destroyer or let's say something ultimately scary as son of death...then you're pretty much fucked. Rezar marched his way through the town, trying to keep himself small and Insignificant until finally he was right in front of the town spire. Guess it was time to get stronger.

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