And all that glitters is gold

[The system is impartial when delivering rewards and punishments, therefore, the host has nothing to be worried about.]

I looked at the back of my right hand. Green light started to flicker from the arrow.

The man gives a slight smile and continues "you must be all ready to take on the challenge of job such I can see..."

"STAND DOWN!"  I faintly hear Lodestone screaming in my ear.  "YOU GOT THEM!  DON'T SHOOT THE PEOPLE YOU JUST SAVED!"

"...Is it regarding your ability?"

*The human smiled as he looked at the theyan, I guess you will join us then? The theyan smiled. I already came up with a name for our little group, the racial crowns. *

Since Marrec was going to be off his feet for quite a while, Gerig volunteered to cover his duties and work on his portion crops until his foot got better. It wasn't like he had anything else to do there. Gerig worked as hard for this kingdom as he did for the village he had left behind. His best effort was more work than what could be accomplished by twenty dwarfs in a single day. Not only was he able to finish Marrec's work rather quickly, Gerig was also able and willing to help out others who were struggling that day to get things going. It was his way to try to earn their trust and try to fit in by helping out as much as he possibly could.

Drinks a bit much, parties way too much, but reliable and up for a fight at any time and will come up with some very inventive ways to fight the Hive.

Besides, he had no wish to be noticed further and be seen as a defect. If he was, would they realize then that everytime he was reborn, he kept all his memories and skills? He didn't want them to take away the only advantage he had that kept him alive, and sane in his many travels to new worlds and stories.

So what's wrong with taking the back streets?

"While these two sort out whatever the hell is going on...Captain Ronnok report."

My family and I are the type of race that has wings that can fly in the sky.