"I do not like this." Sarven says. "Oh shush my good fellow! Its nothing the Amphithere here can't handle. And I don't mind not sitting." Markus comments. He was standing on the Amphithere's back as Sarven flew it to the next village.

Markus himself wore a brown jacket made of leather with gray wolf fur shoulders and Collar. Under that was a strap belt going diagonally over his dark cyan shirt. His jeans were baggy and Flapped in the wind whilst his belt held it up. On his feet were a Pair of boots. On his head was a Bowler hat that has managed to stay on his head with a Blue band. At the right side is his sword on his belt and On his left was a holster for a Pistol like Device fitted with Blaze rods and Alumentum.

His long black hair flowed in the wind and revealed to purple tips to them. A dark purple that slowly turned lighter at the tips. His Eyes were a dark purple too. and his sclera a pure black.

"Why the hell am I doing this?" Sarven asks himself. "What? It's only fair that since I've saved thine life you help me. Nothing too complicated really." Markus says. "Yeah I got questions about that. How the fuck are you alive? Or even not injured for that matter?" Sarven asks.

"Well I've eaten mine three meals a day and did the regular amount of excersize and training. Nothing else really." Markus says. "Yeah okay. I'm calling bullshit. Did you have some super potion or anything else?" Sarven asks. "I'm not sure what you mean Sir." Markus comments. "Ugh." he groans.

He Steers his Mount downwards and the Amphithere lands on the ground in front of a fortress village. "Alright now get. I've finished my deal for you." Sarven says. "Thank you good sir. May Your travels be a great one!" Markus bows. He Walks off to the gate and Sarven moves to leave. He Slithers away before sighing. "God dammit." He groans.

He turns around. "Hey wait up! I don't trust you to go through a gate of all things." He says. "Oh hello again Sir Sarven. I take it you have some errands to do here as well?" Markus asks with a smile. "Yeah. You could say that. But for now i'm just sticking around because you probably don't know a whole lot of things about how laws work and such." Sarven comments.

"I assure you i know enough." Markus tries to placate. "Okay. What are the ten regulations of trade for the eastern hemisphere?" Sarven asks. Making Markus brainfart. "Uh huh. That's what I thought. Just follow me and let me do the logistics and such. You'll learn the basics soon enough." Sarv explains as they near the Gates.

"Halt. State your business." The guard. "Me and my freind are just passing through. And I'm only tagging along because this one doesn't know a single thing about laws." Sarven explains.

"Oh?" He asks. "I'm not quite sure what these laws are but they must be something good right?" Markus asks with a curious head tilt. The guard stared at him.in astonishment before chuckling. "Alright you can go through. The stables are just west of the path." The guard says whilst pointing to the Amphithere. "Yeah I know." Sarven says as they walk through the gates.

"Wow! This place looks absolutely thrilling!" Markus comments as he looked at the entire Village. Various houses littered the streets for miles. Progressively getting bigger and more advanced the further they got.

Sarven though pulled him along to the west. Where a multitude of stables were open to the public. Filled with horses, Amphitheres, and even griffons. "How Thrilling! These are quite magnificent creatures!" Markus says as he pets a horse.

"Nice to see someone appreciate them." A new voice comments. "Hey Milly." Sarven says as he leads his amphithere to a stable. Markus looked to see who this Milly was. And immediately saw her. She was dressed like a regular ranch hand with the usual getup. Her coat had various amphithere feathers hanging off her sleves and coat with a Scarf tucked over her chest and into her shirt. "Well howdy there Partner! Haven't seen you around this town yet." Milly greets. "Greetings Miss Milly. Its nice to meet the caretaker of thine creatures here." Markus smiles. Milly raised an eyebrow and looked at Sarven, who only gave a Shrug.

"Well nice to meet you too! So what brings you here to these parts partner?" Milly asks. "This guy is a complete idiot who also happens to be a viscious killer." Sarven dryly remarks. "Excuse me?" Milly asks. "Its a long story. You know where the inn is?" Sarven asks. "Yeah. Its just north of here. What do you mean it's a long story?" Milly asks. "I'll explain later. Right now i'm stuck with this dunce. I gotta make sure his innocent ass doesn't accidently break a law right now." Sarven says. "Really? What brought this along? Finally goten soft?" Milly teases. "No. I just know if I look away for one second he's gonna do something stupid." Sarven says facepalming himself.

He then heard cracking and the two looked around to see Markus was cuddling with Multiple animals that broke out their pens. "Oh fuck me." Sarven groans while Milly laughs.

(Later)

Sarven sighs as he collapses onto the bed. "Oh my fucking god. Todsy is a fucking disater. I'd like to revoke my day please." He groans. "Oh don't be such a sour puss freind. Things will only be going up from here." Markus says. He unhooked his rucksack and Set down a flat tablet on the table. Sarven was now curious. "Hey."

Markus turned to him. "Hmm?" "What is that?" He asks. "Oh this? Its a portable EMC tablet. One of my father's greatest inventions." Markus says. He Takes his coat off and Sets it over the tablet.

And immediately the entire coats breaks apart into a red dust that the tablet then absorbs. "What the fuck?" Sarven asks getting up. He then watched as the same coat now appeared in Markus's hands. Only the coattails were longer. The fur was Smoother and softer, and the Entire thing looked tougher. On the inner lining was a red wool lining. On the top was a Hood made of wolf fur and leather.

"How the fuck?" Sarven asks. "According to my father. Everything has a predetermined EMC Value. And by upgrading an item you raise its value and Enhance it. And you can turn other items like cobblestone into something else with EMC like maybe leather." Markus expalins as He Folds his coat up.

"But, How. No magic can do something like that." Sarven asks. "Magic? This is just physics at work in a tangible form. Magic is seperate from physics. While it is useful it can't do everything." Markus comments.

"Okay? Where did you even get that?" Sarven asks. "It was with me in my stasis pod. Which seemed to be part of a decorative dragon of all things. I actually have everything that was with me there and about everything those Illagers had collected. So I now have a ton of collected EMC. Meaning I can make theoretically infinite materials if I have enough EMC." Markus explains as he Upgrades his clothes and Gear.

His pants seemed thicker but still baggy. His boots had Iron toes and Now a pair of socks to go with them. His shirt was thicker and more well made. And his Bowler hat had a Metal ring around the brim. He Set it on his head and nodded with a smirk. Sarven never noticed but his sclera wasn't black anymore. it was a pearly white.

"Got anything you want upgraded? I have more than enough EMC to spare." Markus offers. Sarven Debates it but desires not to. "Nah I'm good." He says.

"Alright then. You hungry?" Markus asks. "Eh kinda. The tavern might have somethi-" Sarven was stopped when Markus passed him a Hot bowl of Rabbit stew. "Here." Markus says as he pulls out his own stew.

Sarven blinked twice as he took the stew. He shook his head. "You know what I'm just gonna stop questioning things." He says. Markus tilted his head curiously before grabbing a Fork and spoon and digging in.

"So what are we to be doing today Mister Sarven?" Markus asks. "Just Sarven is fine. And right now I gotta head to a bounty board. I've been holding out onto the guild for quite the while but I think it's time I actually did something." Sarven explains. "How come you never registered to the guild before?" Markus asks.

"Yo! Is that Slutven?" A Voice yells out. "That." Sarven groans. Markus was confused as he saw a Burly looking man head over and drape an arm over Sarven.

"It is! How you doing Slutven?" He asks. "My name is Sarven Barlow. Please call by by real name." Sarven sighs. "Why should I give a Bard like you the courtesy of that? To me and everyone here you will always be known as Slutven." Barlow cackles.

"Excuse me sir. I would appreciate it if you would let Mister Sarven be." Markus asks. Barlow Looked at Markus like he grew a second head before laughing. "Well look at this! seems Sarven has got himself a boyfriend! Oh this is too rich." He laughs wiping a tear from his eye as the guild began laughing. "Let's just go." Sarven says dejectedly.

"No, What's rich is the amount of Putrid odor wafting out your Sewer faculty of a mouth." Markus Scowls. Shocking Sarven. Barlow lost his grin. And the guild went quite. "What did you say?" He growls. "I said go brush your teeth. Who knows. Maybe your wife or partner won't have to vomit when you so much as breath in their direction." Markus says.

The guild ooos at Barlow. "You're gonna regret saying that." He says. "No I won't. What I regret is having to smell your pigsty of a mouth. Hey that's a good name! Pigass Mouth!" Markus joyfully says only to get sucker punched by Barlow into a Beam.

The Guild laughs at Markus as Barlow stretched his wrist. "Markus!" Sarven shouts for him. "You shouldn't have messed with the big leagues kid. Now stay down." Barlow says. 'But damn he's tough. Felt like breaking a tree with my fist.' He thought.

"Well how rude!" Markus says. Barlow turns around to see him dusting himself off. "And here I was hoping to not break your spine. Oh well." Markus Says as he adjusts his hat. His eyes immediately reminded Sarven of back at the mansion.

"Well seems like you're tougher than most kid. So let's see how tough you are huh?" Barlow asks as he pulls out a great sword. The entire thing was made of some clear material and full of lava.

"For I ain't known as the great Magma for nothing!" He yells. Markus Chuckled. He Unsheathed his sword and Readied himself. 'Counter form. Water filled Iron glass sword.' He says in his mind. The blade glows. It grows into a broadsword blade and when it subsides his sword had turned into the same material Barlow's sword was made of. Only it was full of water. but on the outside it looked like lava.

Barlow Grins as he Charges at Markus. Markus Lifted his sword up and blocked the strike. Both swords began to crack. "Just cause you can copy me doesn't mean you can beat me." He says. "I know." Markus smiles. Making Barlow loose his grin. "This is a Counter blade." He says as the "Lava" turns into water and Both blades shatter. A Giant cloud of steam forms as Barlow Steps back. He Looks down and saw his lava was turned into Obsidian that shattered into dust.

"Attack type blade: Diamond Edged iron sword. Blade type: Katana." Markus spoke as his sword changed shape again.

The new blade formed. It was an iron Katana with a small layer of diamond covering the edge. Markus Lifted the blade up. and Dashed.

He slashed upwards and Barlow didn't feel anything. He got up and Looked at himself. Then the blood began spurting. He cries out in pain as Markus sheathed his sword. "Now you are a pig." He says.

Barlow looked at a window to see Markus had split his nose in half. and made cuts into his skin to say PIGASS on his head. He Growls and Ran off. "YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS!" He yells as he ran to find a doctor.

Markus adjusted his coat and hat as his eyes turned white again. "Now. Mister Sarven. I take it you wanted to register yes?" He asks. Ignoring the shocked faces of the guild hall patrons. "Y-yeah. Let's go." Sarven says. Astonished.

And scene. I'm actually quite proud of this chapter.