Kizuna batted at a floating slate that displayed numbers. “Accounts are fine. You’ve been whisked to the Guild Quarter. They’ll want charmers, cooks, and—” Kizuna hesitated, eyes glinting. “—a tactician.”
They stepped into the street. Lanternlight pooled around Belfast’s shoes; her reflection in a puddle showed ribbons and a stern, prim face that had seen storms. A poster nailed to a pole fluttered: HEROES WANTED — MAPS PROVIDED — GOLD OR EXCHANGEABLE RELICS ACCEPTED. The image was of a lighthouse etched into a mountain, and beneath it, a name: The Halcyon Beacon. adventuring with belfast in another world v01 best
“Keeper of calm,” the woman whispered, pressing a charm to Belfast’s palm. “You’ll need this where storms sleep under stone.” Kizuna batted at a floating slate that displayed numbers
At the Halcyon Beacon, the guildmistress introduced herself as Captain Marrow, a broad-shouldered woman with a laugh like a cannon. “We need someone to negotiate with the Lighthouse Keeper and the sea-wraiths,” she said. “We heard you’re precise.” A poster nailed to a pole fluttered: HEROES
Belfast inclined her head. “Precision is a form of kindness. Tell me the facts.”
They bargained: a cup of tea for a guiding current; a patchwork of song for a seam in the dark; a promise to remember names of lost ships. Belfast kept the ledger’s pages tidy, folding a hundred-year-old apology into the margins where the Keeper had once hidden it. The sea-wraiths, annoyed and amused by such ceremony, relented.
WARNING: explicit sexual games
This website contains adult oriented material
You must be at least 18 years old to enter
Leave this site now:
- if you are under 18, or 21 in some areas
- if visiting this adult website is prohibited by law
- or if you are offended by adult content
