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To Dispel the Demon

Beck kept his face covered he should thank Vincent if he fell it would have hurt the horse could have even stepped on him but he couldn't find a voice.
 
Vincent poofed away after a few moments longer, leaving Beck alone on the horse again. Eventually after a few hours, they hit town. "Thank the gods... lets get a real meal." Foster said relived.
 
Foster did stable the horses for a few hours while they would go in to eat. He ordered soup for both of them before sitting down in the corner of the bar. "This is the worst.." Foster said tasting the food.
 
"I guess it doesn't mater...." Foster said pretty much forcing himself to eat the food. "We still have a long way to go.."
 
"Yes you are helpful." Foster said breathing out lightly. He took a few more bites and made more of a face, "As much as I want to stay here... we can't."
 
"A fire could mean trouble while we travel..." Foster said thinking. Though fire would be nice. He didn't even know how to start one.
 
"Albert should be a few more weeks travel. If Albert is still there." Foster said pushing his bowl away from him.
 
"One can only hope." Foster said with a sigh and was about to speak again when a man sat down next to him, "Hey boy... I couldn't help but over hear your being called lord... which means you are loaded with those coins." The main said.


Foster turned a bit pail when he felt a dagger on his side, "Whatever.. just take it..."
 
"Shut up." Foster snapped at Beck when the man pushed the dagger more into his side. He handed over his money and the man took it before leaving quickly. "You have to be kidding me..." Foster said before cradling his head into his hands.
 
The man laughed and then let with the money. "Great... now we are poor.. and the guard won't do anything..." Foster sighed and pressed his hand to his head. Suddenly there was a loud scream and people looked alarmed. A warrior ran outside to see what happened.
 
Foster got up to go look outside, the man that just got mugged was died. Looked like his organs were ripped out. The money of course was gone. "Now there is no way I am getting out money back.."
 
"Maybe... I can work for some," Beck said Foster could order him to work after all. Beck couldn't look at the mess.
 
"No time... we need to keep moving... this is.. just going to be interesting.. We can just sell some things to get money." Foster told Beck.
 

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