CH94 Falk’s Perspective

It had been about a month and a half since Ben and Thera had gone off to Anailia, and both Falk and Sonya were feeling their absence.

Sonya was finding her empty house a bit too lonely without Thera there to see each day, and while Falk was more productive with his work without Ben around, not needing to spend time teaching the boy and answering his questions, he found himself strangely missing the chance to watch the fledgling craftsman grow, as well as seeing how the boy would solve the problems he faced.

Since they both found themselves in need of some company, Falk had been coming over to enjoy some late dinners with Sonya at her suggestion. Before his workload increased from his client’s orders he’d typically join her and Thera for a meal or two a week anyway, they’d just bumped it up while the other two were away.

He was grateful too. He had gained the cooking skill long ago, as most who would prepare their own meals tended to do, but he never put much work into it, leaving it permanently at a low level of one.

Sonya on the other hand had a respectable four as a result of constantly trying to make nice meals for herself and Thera, not to mention the years she’d spent cooking for the party back in their old adventuring days, and Falk could definitely taste the difference the skill made. No matter how many times he ate it, it tasted nostalgic to him, bringing back memories of when he had finished his training as both a smith and an alchemist, still going out into the wilds to collect new materials for his crafts.

“I hope you’re enjoying it,” Sonya said, pulling him from his thoughts.

“Everything you cook’s always excellent you know, getting a free meal is a treat.” Her face lit up with a gentle smile as it so often did when she was complimented, and Falk couldn’t help but feel a bit scraggly in comparison. Sonya would at least make the effort to change into something nice for their dinners, while Falk typically just came from the shop, wearing the same things he’d spent the day forging in. Maybe for the next one he would at least go to the trouble of running a comb through his fur to look a little more presentable.

“You know if you like my cooking so much you could always eat it more-”

“We’re back!” Thera called out as she opened the door, interrupting whatever Sonya was going to say. Falk wasn’t positive on what sort of face she was making, even after all of these years together he wasn’t a master of the subtleties of a succubus’s facial expressions, but it quickly turned into a smile as she got up to greet them, to which Falk joined her.

“It’s good to have you back Thera, the house has been too empty without you,” Sonya spoke as she pulled her niece into a hug. “And Ben, aren’t you looking sharp, is that new?”

“What, this old thing?” Ben asked, gesturing to the coat he was wearing that Falk couldn’t tear his eyes from. “I made it while we were there, it’s kind of a funny story-”

“Well, sit down and tell it immediately boy,” He said, grabbing Ben and pulling him to a chair to explain himself. There was no way he could have made it, it wouldn’t make sense with what he was seeing, but he’d be downright excited to be proven wrong.

He turned back to look at the coat his student was wearing again and couldn’t help but grin at what his various higher-level skills were showing him

First Church or Myriad

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• Fire affinity warming enchantment, 9th level
• Water affinity cooling enchantment, 9th level
• Myriad’s essence?
• Item Grade- Lower ultra-rare

After Ben and Thera caught Sonya and Falk up on what had occurred while they were gone, both of them could only stare on in disbelief. Sonya looked like she’d gotten a migraine after the conversation, while Falk nursed his head in his hands.