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Feudal Trader

What if an option trader from a South America country was transmigrated to a fantastical world? And if this period was ruled not by the political and military strong, but the most magical proficients? What if gods and goddess were not only worshiped but also provided gifts and blessings to their people, as well as curses? These questions baffled the mind of Rufus, our trader daydreamer, his nerd background and vast tabletop RPG experience always induced him into thinking of new worlds and how they could develop. However, this time, the conceptual world that inhabits his thoughts is his new home. “Should I be happy? Angry? Why was I chosen to do that?” Follow our trader into his new pavement job of introducing modern concepts to a fantastical feudal country.

LazyBarbarian · Fantaisie
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Temple Inspection

Despite the comment from the madam of House Mystral, our breakfast went without great events. They decided that we should verify the problems regarding the necromage and their summons elsewhere, and after some discussion among themselves.

The goblin ladies—not any more girls—were very excited by the confirmation that I was able to invest them as priestesses. Jel and Matila were eager to know when I was going to perform the rites and if they had to prepare something. I explained to them that first we need to have a temple, and thereafter, I would be able to perform my duties as a cleric more adequately. Now, I am just a wandering priest without a temple.

As soon as we finished eating, the servants came to clean the table. The noble couple invited us to meet them in one hour in front of Hermes's temple.