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The Misthalin Overlord - Chapter 2

Argan was safe for now. He had escaped the king's clutches, but dawn was drawing close, and he would be seen if he did not find a place to stay. Argan walked to a nearby farm and knocked on the door. An elderly man answered.

"Yea, sonny, what can I do for you?" the elderly man said to Argan.

Argan had decided to tell a lie. "I need a place to stay. My family's farm has been taken by the king, and I have nowhere else to go."

"I can't take strangers in, sonny. Do you know how many laws I would be breaking? I would rather keep my head on my shoulders, thank you very much."

"Don't you have a wine room or attic that I can stay in?" Argan replied.

"I have an attic, you could possibly stay in there-"

"Thank you sir, thank you!" Argan said.

"-but there is one condition. You have to help me on my farm. The corn needs picking, the pigs need slaughtering. I am an old man, and I can't keep up my farmwork much longer."

"I will help." Argan replied.

"Good. Now let me show you up to the attic." The elderly man gestured to Argan and they both walked into the farmhouse.

Temple Knight Prostelyte Lauren signaled to the Initiates. They stopped in their tracks and looked around.

"There! Search those houses, men! I will search this farm over to the left. That Zamorakian must be around here somewhere!" Lauren ordered.

The Initiates just stood there, not realizing or not caring that their orders were already given to them.

"Do you have swamp tar in your ears?! I SAID MOVE!"

"Yes ma'am!" the Initiates replied, and hurried in their armour to the nearby houses.

Lauren walked up to the nearby farm. The Zamorakian must be here, Lauren thought. She knocked on the door.

"OPEN UP! TEMPLE KNIGHTS!"

An elderly man answered the door.

"What can I do for you, ma'am?" the elderly man said to Lauren.

"We have suspicions that you are hoarding a young Zamorakian in your farmhouse. We have clearance from the king to search any and all residences in the area."

"Well, ma'am, I know one thing. There are no people in this house except for me, and I know that for a fact."

"You will let me search this house, or you WILL be charged with obsruction of justice!"

"All right, ma'am, calm down. Come in and search. I have nothing to hide."

A few hours later, the elderly man came up to the attic where Argan was.

"Somebody came and searched the house, but they left quickly. She said you were a Zamorakian. Are you?"

"No sir." Argan replied.

"Good. Now get plenty of sleep, sonny. You've got lots of work to do tomorrow."