Chapter 5
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Having improved her powers, Nathalie wondered what the new function of her improved powers actually is. She tried to recall any changes that might have occurred to try test out her powers. The creation of acid is the same process. However the acid that she created this time is clearer. Nathalie could feel the magic power in the acid. As she decided to poor the acid on the wooden table, nothing happened. Normally the table would start to melt form the acid, yet this didn't happen.
Nathalie got an idea at that moment, what if she could produce the magical acid with her new powers, maybe she can actually start creating potions that might help the witches in order to win the war. This was her chance to get the wish, and become an accepted witch in the society.
However, at the back of her head, Nathalie could remember the rush she felt after she consumed the magical acid. She wondered, "Can I keep improving my powers in this way? If I can, I can become even more powerful than The Three Chiefs."
Having this in her mind, Nathalie could not hold herself anymore. She needed to find more witches blood to try out this experiment. However, asking this to The Quest Society won't do. They will definitely not give her fresh witch blood without any proper reason. Especially now, that she got this potentially limitless power. At that point, her mind wandered off, "Why should I actually share this power with the rest?"
Deciding on this, Nathalie changed up, picked up a dagger and a few vials and hid those in her sleeves, before she walked off towards the door to go to the city. As she passed a mirror, she felt that she noticed a small change in her eyes, yet as she looked again, there was nothing there to see. Ignoring this, she exited the building walking towards the city.
…
Arriving in the city, Nathalie was eager to finds some witches. However, this will become difficult, as a lot of the people living in the city knew who she was. This made it difficult for her to get close to someone to draw out the blood. She either had to create a distraction, or find a crowd with witches in them. Both options sure seemed feasible to her.
Thinking what she could do, Nathalie walked down the street towards the city center. Maybe the city center would be crowded and she would get a possibility to draw some blood. Continuing on, towards the center of the city, Nathalie decided to combine both ideas, as she was walking passed the slums.
Being branded an outcast by the community, some of the items that Nathalie had to get came from the rats in the city. So she already had a good relationship with some of the rat groups. Using them to create a discreet distraction would be easy to pull off with her connections in the underworld. Making a few turns and passing a trough the washing well, Nathalie arrived in front of an old building. A sign was hanging here "The Bloody Pint", a forsaken pub. It was the headquarters of the eastern rat groups.
Entering the building, Nathalie walked to the bar, "Welcome young lady, how can I help you in this fine establishment?" the bartender asked Nathalie. Knowing the words how to hideout, she said, "I want a half pint, just make it bloody." Understanding what Nathalie meant, the bartender asked, "What about the coin?" This was the second part of the secret password. So Nathalie replied "No coin, blood pays blood." Giving a nod, the bartender signed Nathalie to follow, "I understand miss, please this way."
Passing the bar, they walked to the storage area. The bartender removed some sacks from a hidden trapdoor and opened it. Gesturing Nathalie to enter, the bartender said, "I think you know the way miss, the boss will be waiting for you."
Walking down the trapdoor, Nathalie walked for close to five minutes trough a narrow path. In the end of the passageway, Nathalie entered the real section of the pub. There were quite a lot of rats standing guard the entrance. Knowing Nathalie, they all just nodded and moved aside. Walking passed the rats, the chamber opened up, the underground section of the pub was almost as big as the town square, able to hold thousands of people.
The hideout was filled with contraband goods. Walking into a side room, Nathalie entered an office. This is where the boss of The Bloody Hand rats was operating from. A well built young man stood up, "Welcome outcast, how can I be of service to such a beauty? "
The nickname of "outcast" was something only this guy dared to call her. Nathalie was not able to hurt him, as she required his service. Thinking to her task at hand Nathalie found an alternative to maybe get the witch blood. Annoyed by the nickname, Nathalie replied, "When will you stop with this stupid nickname? I have a task for you. If you can't take it, I do have something else to be taken care of."
Being intrigued, the boss raised a brow, "A task which you are not sure if it can be achieved… intriguing. I am all ears."
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Having improved her powers, Nathalie wondered what the new function of her improved powers actually is. She tried to recall any changes that might have occurred to try test out her powers. The creation of acid is the same process. However the acid that she created this time is clearer. Nathalie could feel the magic power in the acid. As she decided to poor the acid on the wooden table, nothing happened. Normally the table would start to melt form the acid, yet this didn't happen.
Nathalie got an idea at that moment, what if she could produce the magical acid with her new powers, maybe she can actually start creating potions that might help the witches in order to win the war. This was her chance to get the wish, and become an accepted witch in the society.
However, at the back of her head, Nathalie could remember the rush she felt after she consumed the magical acid. She wondered, "Can I keep improving my powers in this way? If I can, I can become even more powerful than The Three Chiefs."
Having this in her mind, Nathalie could not hold herself anymore. She needed to find more witches blood to try out this experiment. However, asking this to The Quest Society won't do. They will definitely not give her fresh witch blood without any proper reason. Especially now, that she got this potentially limitless power. At that point, her mind wandered off, "Why should I actually share this power with the rest?"
Deciding on this, Nathalie changed up, picked up a dagger and a few vials and hid those in her sleeves, before she walked off towards the door to go to the city. As she passed a mirror, she felt that she noticed a small change in her eyes, yet as she looked again, there was nothing there to see. Ignoring this, she exited the building walking towards the city.
…
Arriving in the city, Nathalie was eager to finds some witches. However, this will become difficult, as a lot of the people living in the city knew who she was. This made it difficult for her to get close to someone to draw out the blood. She either had to create a distraction, or find a crowd with witches in them. Both options sure seemed feasible to her.
Thinking what she could do, Nathalie walked down the street towards the city center. Maybe the city center would be crowded and she would get a possibility to draw some blood. Continuing on, towards the center of the city, Nathalie decided to combine both ideas, as she was walking passed the slums.
Being branded an outcast by the community, some of the items that Nathalie had to get came from the rats in the city. So she already had a good relationship with some of the rat groups. Using them to create a discreet distraction would be easy to pull off with her connections in the underworld. Making a few turns and passing a trough the washing well, Nathalie arrived in front of an old building. A sign was hanging here "The Bloody Pint", a forsaken pub. It was the headquarters of the eastern rat groups.
Entering the building, Nathalie walked to the bar, "Welcome young lady, how can I help you in this fine establishment?" the bartender asked Nathalie. Knowing the words how to hideout, she said, "I want a half pint, just make it bloody." Understanding what Nathalie meant, the bartender asked, "What about the coin?" This was the second part of the secret password. So Nathalie replied "No coin, blood pays blood." Giving a nod, the bartender signed Nathalie to follow, "I understand miss, please this way."
Passing the bar, they walked to the storage area. The bartender removed some sacks from a hidden trapdoor and opened it. Gesturing Nathalie to enter, the bartender said, "I think you know the way miss, the boss will be waiting for you."
Walking down the trapdoor, Nathalie walked for close to five minutes trough a narrow path. In the end of the passageway, Nathalie entered the real section of the pub. There were quite a lot of rats standing guard the entrance. Knowing Nathalie, they all just nodded and moved aside. Walking passed the rats, the chamber opened up, the underground section of the pub was almost as big as the town square, able to hold thousands of people.
The hideout was filled with contraband goods. Walking into a side room, Nathalie entered an office. This is where the boss of The Bloody Hand rats was operating from. A well built young man stood up, "Welcome outcast, how can I be of service to such a beauty? "
The nickname of "outcast" was something only this guy dared to call her. Nathalie was not able to hurt him, as she required his service. Thinking to her task at hand Nathalie found an alternative to maybe get the witch blood. Annoyed by the nickname, Nathalie replied, "When will you stop with this stupid nickname? I have a task for you. If you can't take it, I do have something else to be taken care of."
Being intrigued, the boss raised a brow, "A task which you are not sure if it can be achieved… intriguing. I am all ears."
…
Having improved her powers, Nathalie wondered what the new function of her improved powers actually is. She tried to recall any changes that might have occurred to try test out her powers. The creation of acid is the same process. However the acid that she created this time is clearer. Nathalie could feel the magic power in the acid. As she decided to poor the acid on the wooden table, nothing happened. Normally the table would start to melt form the acid, yet this didn't happen.Nathalie got an idea at that moment, what if she could produce the magical acid with her new powers, maybe she can actually start creating potions that might help the witches in order to win the war. This was her chance to get the wish, and become an accepted witch in the society.However, at the back of her head, Nathalie could remember the rush she felt after she consumed the magical acid. She wondered, "Can I keep improving my powers in this way? If I can, I can become even more powerful than The Three Chiefs."Having this in her mind, Nathalie could not hold herself anymore. She needed to find more witches blood to try out this experiment. However, asking this to The Quest Society won't do. They will definitely not give her fresh witch blood without any proper reason. Especially now, that she got this potentially limitless power. At that point, her mind wandered off, "Why should I actually share this power with the rest?"Deciding on this, Nathalie changed up, picked up a dagger and a few vials and hid those in her sleeves, before she walked off towards the door to go to the city. As she passed a mirror, she felt that she noticed a small change in her eyes, yet as she looked again, there was nothing there to see. Ignoring this, she exited the building walking towards the city.Arriving in the city, Nathalie was eager to finds some witches. However, this will become difficult, as a lot of the people living in the city knew who she was. This made it difficult for her to get close to someone to draw out the blood. She either had to create a distraction, or find a crowd with witches in them. Both options sure seemed feasible to her.Thinking what she could do, Nathalie walked down the street towards the city center. Maybe the city center would be crowded and she would get a possibility to draw some blood. Continuing on, towards the center of the city, Nathalie decided to combine both ideas, as she was walking passed the slums.Being branded an outcast by the community, some of the items that Nathalie had to get came from the rats in the city. So she already had a good relationship with some of the rat groups. Using them to create a discreet distraction would be easy to pull off with her connections in the underworld. Making a few turns and passing a trough the washing well, Nathalie arrived in front of an old building. A sign was hanging here "The Bloody Pint", a forsaken pub. It was the headquarters of the eastern rat groups.Entering the building, Nathalie walked to the bar, "Welcome young lady, how can I help you in this fine establishment?" the bartender asked Nathalie. Knowing the words how to hideout, she said, "I want a half pint, just make it bloody." Understanding what Nathalie meant, the bartender asked, "What about the coin?" This was the second part of the secret password. So Nathalie replied "No coin, blood pays blood." Giving a nod, the bartender signed Nathalie to follow, "I understand miss, please this way."Passing the bar, they walked to the storage area. The bartender removed some sacks from a hidden trapdoor and opened it. Gesturing Nathalie to enter, the bartender said, "I think you know the way miss, the boss will be waiting for you."Walking down the trapdoor, Nathalie walked for close to five minutes trough a narrow path. In the end of the passageway, Nathalie entered the real section of the pub. There were quite a lot of rats standing guard the entrance. Knowing Nathalie, they all just nodded and moved aside. Walking passed the rats, the chamber opened up, the underground section of the pub was almost as big as the town square, able to hold thousands of people.The hideout was filled with contraband goods. Walking into a side room, Nathalie entered an office. This is where the boss of The Bloody Hand rats was operating from. A well built young man stood up, "Welcome outcast, how can I be of service to such a beauty? "The nickname of "outcast" was something only this guy dared to call her. Nathalie was not able to hurt him, as she required his service. Thinking to her task at hand Nathalie found an alternative to maybe get the witch blood. Annoyed by the nickname, Nathalie replied, "When will you stop with this stupid nickname? I have a task for you. If you can't take it, I do have something else to be taken care of."Being intrigued, the boss raised a brow, "A task which you are not sure if it can be achieved intriguing. I am all ears."
