Barley

“What business do ya have in our village stranger?” Asked the imposing man brandishing a spear.

“Just passing thru, to pick up some supplies, and maybe stay a few days”. I reply. Sometimes the best lie is the truth.

“Well dont’cha be starting no trouble stranger. We just had one problem taken cared of and we don’t want none more.”

“Trouble?” I say questionably my curiosity getting the better of me.

“Ya haven’t heard there’s been a witch mucking about right outside our village **** people who strayed too close to her lair.”

“I heard no such thing”, I reply now with full interest.

“You mentioned that this witch has been dealt with?”

“Oh yes some sort of demon hunter or what not came by and slayed her for us”, the guard replied.

“Demon Hunter! Where are they now?” I ask alarmed.

“Ah she’s long gone, came by a few days ago, and slayed the witch for us, and left all within the same day. Shame though wouldn’t have mind having her around a bit more, that demon Hunter was the best looking woman I’ve seen in a while.” The guard said with a snicker.

I immediately felt relief wash over me. I am not a fighter unfortunately and I don’t have enough knowledge of my power to think I would have any sort of chance against a Demon Hunter.

Still the Demon Hunter was only a few days away I realized. A little too close for comfort I needed to get my shit and leave as quickly as possible.

The witches lair did seem interesting though perhaps that’s something worth checking out.