By the time Shroud and the three villagers arrived back at home, Shroud's leg throbbed with pain causing him to cringe with every step. The only good news was that the wound stayed closed and so no blood leaked out.

Then there was the matter of the older villager's hurt arm and the Follower being in the Overworld. Thankfully, jlott kept the Follower out of his head and so Shroud had some relief from the taunting nature of the Follower. During the walk back to the house, Shroud had asked jlott mentally how she keep the Follower at bay.

"Loads of firewalls and I even sent a message to Notch himself about the problem. Haven't heard from him yet, though." the player simply explained to Shroud.

"I heard Notch before when the boy villager gave his battle-cry. Who is Notch?" Shroud inquired after a pause between his pain.

"huh... well in short he's the guy who created minecraft, so yeah... big deal right there.. He's also someone from my world." jlott sounded surprised at first before explaining who Notch was to Shroud. Shroud stopped mid-stride for a second, thinking about the info jlott had just told him. If Notch was the creator that meant he was some kind of god. Shroud was pretty much mind-blown, but confusion crossed his mind because if Notch came from jlott's world, what did that make jlott?

Shroud began to think his question out to jlott when they arrived back at the house and the thoughts of gods slipped through Shroud's mind when he thought about taking a long rest to ease his pain.

However when the three open the door they meet someone's scowling face.

The Priest's

Everyone, even jlott, moaned when they saw her except the priest's apprentice who squeaked instead. They all knew what was coming next.

"WHAT DID I TELL YOU?!" The Priest's anger made everyone shiver involuntarily. "IF YOU DIDN'T HEAR ME THE FIRST TIME, I'LL TELL YOU AGAIN! DO. NOT. GO. TO. THE. MINES. WITH. AN. INJURY!" Shroud knew this was directed at him and brace for the Priest's full wrath. However, the Priest then directed said wrath at the young smith.

"AND YOU! I said LOOK AFTER your sister NOT DRAG HER INTO DANGEROUS SITUATIONS! I'm disappointed in the BOTH of you FOR BEING SO RECKLESS!" The young smith couldn't reply and buried his face in his hands trying to hide his shame. Shroud, however, took a bold stand.

"If being reckless means saving a life, then what have you to complain? Besides, If you keep holding us here then he can't get his arm fixed." Shroud said with a bit of nervousness, nodding his head towards the older smith at the last part. The Priest paused before speaking.

"u-ummm, well..." The Priest sighed uneasily. "fine... It's just that I didn't want to lose FOUR people in the same day... I didn't want more people getting hurt since this week's been terrible enough for everyone and i just don't have the resources to help for much longer." The Priest lamented out loud to the other four.

The others sighed in relief since the Priest had been calmed down. They also couldn't blame her for worrying so much since everyday could hold a possible funeral for anyone.

"It's fine Priest... Let's just get inside and rest." The older smith kindly spoke to the Priest before all five of them slowly moved inside the house. Once inside, Shroud promptly flopped onto the bed earning a short laugh from the player. This didn't bother Shroud as he was too tired at the moment to care.

Next to Shroud, the Priest began wrapping up the older Smith's arm with some fresh gauze. The job was swiftly and expertly done within a minute and the Priest apologized for a lack of potions to speed the healing process up before leaving and heading back to the church.

Then night fell once more and every person in the village slept except when an occasionally zombie sounded in the distance.

Soon though, the brilliant sun rose once more and banished most of the mobs away until the next night.

Shroud got up and stretch his arms out before getting up and testing his bad leg. Besides a slight ache his leg was fine.

Soon the other three woke up from their various sleepy spots and all of them, even Shroud, got some breakfast. The older smith gave everyone a slice of bread and some milk. Shroud loved the milk despite it being cold and he didn't mind the bread even though it was dry.

After that, the older blacksmith headed out to his smith, explaining to the rest in the house he was going to smelt the iron and hopefully get the iron golem up and running by mid-day. Once he left Shroud laid on the bed with the two kids playing around for a bit before beginning to bother Shroud.

"We kicked those zombies out of the nether real good! Even sis can beat up those wimps!"

"w-well we only fought a couple brother and-"

"Still! no other villager is as brave as us to fight zombies!" and so the two kids continued to talk back and forth and soon Shroud just blocked out their voices, nearly falling back to sleep.

"Hey Shroud? Did you think of a name for us yet?" Shroud's head suddenly snapped up at the question catching the two kids off guard.

"huh?" Shroud asked groggily before his mind cleared and he could think properly again. " "Oh... I have been thinking, but I... guess I'm just not good at naming." Shroud told the two with guilt while also ignoring jlott when she wanted to call the little girl primrose. Shroud thought it a little unfair for one to get a name, but not the other.

The boy deflated, while the girl merely looked at her brother with a hint of hope still shining in her blue eyes. Shroud caught the action and quickly thought up with something to get rise their hopes up.

"Don't worry I'll come up with something, but for now-" Shroud listened in on one of jlott's ideas real quickly before continuing. "I'll call you Smith and Pri since umm... well your both shorter versions of the your dad, the Blacksmith, and your mentor, the Priest." Shroud felt a little awkward with the names which jlott quickly thought up. The two kids eyes lit up with glee anyway at the names. guess any name slightly differing from the usual titles was worthy of excitement.

"Sure those will work for now!" Smith said cheerfully. "Besides we're still kids so we have to EARN our names!" Pri nodded her head in agreement before Smith started to bounce up and down.

"I BET one day people will call me the zombie slayer!" Both Shroud and Pri laugh a little at his optimism when their dad walked back into the house.

"I'm done with the iron and we have enough blocks to make the golem." A cheer came from the kids and Shroud just smiled happily. "And Shroud i have some spare iron you could use to fix up your sword. It must've took a beating during your fight with the zombies." Shroud thanked the old Blacksmith before all of them left the house to see the golem being created.

Pretty much everyone villager gather around near the center of town to see the iron golem being built. The air buzzed with whispers and excitement as the Blacksmith starting to stack the four iron blocks into a T shape and finally a pumpkin was place on top. Not even a second goes by before the blocks are surrounded by a bright light.

Once the light faded away, an iron golem stood gazing at the crowd around him. All the villagers cheered loudly at their new protector and gathered closer to welcome him to Minecraft. Some of the villagers even became more friendly to Shroud as the golem was proof that he wasn't a mob, but a true minecraftian since the golem didn't attacked.

The light started to fade once everyone settled back down. During the celebrations, Shroud got to know the Librarian who happened to be one of the most friendliest of the villagers.

"It's good to meet another minecraftian in our villager after so long! Do tell me, what news do you have of the other towns?" The Librarian spoke happily.

"I wish i could tell you, but I haven't been in the Overworld for a long time so i wouldn't know. In fact, once my leg heals up i plan on traveling to find out what's been going on as well as finding a friend of mine." Shroud explained to his new friend politely.

"Oh poor you... Must've been horrible being trapped with little hope getting back here and i hope you find your friend soon! Anyway, If you plan on traveling to the other towns you better have a map to point you in the right direction." The Librarian said to Shroud who shook his head saying he didn't have a map on hand. The Librarian then promptly pulled out a spare map he had and showed Shroud all the towns on it and what they were called.

"Out of all these places, I suggest you go to Rhagall first. It's roughly the same size as this village, but a lot more traffic goes in and out of there so there should be more information going through there as well. Just be cautious of the people, they're a jumpy bunch from what I heard." The Librarian further explained to Shroud as he pointed to Rhagall on the map which was slightly northeast from the village.

"I even heard that there's some possessed minecraftian living on their outskirts, but i can't confirmed this so i don't know if true or not." Shroud listened intensely to the Librarians words , thanked him, and then they waved good-night as they both went to their respective houses.

Shroud stayed in the village for another two days before he was deemed ready to travel off to Rhagall.

A/N:

To Pantsman1: Ironically enough, I already thought Rick to be someone to move around a lot XD derp!