My Second Life Is A Heroic Power Fantasy 42 Gone Part 3

Jack slumped back down onto the ground, burying his face into his hands.

"You're useless," he said.

Frumpkin snorted. ["It really is all or nothing with you, isn't it?"]

He exhaled a loud sigh of exasperation.

["Alright kid, so you're right. You did do something heroic. You defeated a group of Gnolls with your companions and drove off a powerful shaman. That's worth rewarding, for a newbie like you. So, what do you want as your quest reward? A magic item, a familiar, or the relative whereabouts of a particular friend you might happen to suddenly be missing?"]

"I don't want some stupid item or pet or whatever! I want my friend b ...wait, can you repeat that last option?" Jack said, stopping short.

["I said if you want to know Eleanor's location as your reward for completing this quest, that is something I can do. Now, keep in mind this is the location of her physical form I am giving you. I have no idea what's around her, or even if she'll still be alive when you get to her, but I don't need permission to share information she isn't trying to hide."]

"That! I want that! Give it to me!" Jack said, a sudden rush of hope and adrenaline surging up inside him.
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["Done."]

Suddenly, Jack's head and vision exploded with imagery. Sights, sounds, smells... It all roared into his brain like a flood. He could see himself traveling over the ground at high speed, weaving back and forth between trees, flying over a river, and then another, before banking sharply and diving into a narrow ravine between two cliffs. He rushed and weaved through the narrow channel until it terminated in a wide cave entrance adorned across the sides and top with various skulls, both humanoid and animal.

["That cave is where the shaman took here. You know where it is, and roughly how to get there. Now, don't say I don't ever give you what you want."] Frumpkin said.

Jack's mind rushed back to his current location, and he bowed prostrate on the ground, his forehead pressed against the dirty stone.

"Thank you, Frumpkin! Thank you!" He said.

["And don't go thinking this is how things are always going to be. Another rule is that I cannot continually do for one individual or group above and beyond any others. One or two favors is fine. A whole buncha favors... that's a problem we can't have develop. Kapische? So here's your one freebie for a long while. And you're welcome."] Frumpkin said.

"I don't know what to say.." Jack said, sitting up and feeling almost foolish.

["You've said it. Now, may I suggest you get going? You're looking at at least three days travel by foot, and and I hate to break it to you, but gnolls aren't really know for their hospitality."] Frumpkin said. ["Besides, the other two are here now. I'll leave you three two it."]

Frumpkin's words seemed to have the effect of snapping Jack back to reality, and he worked his way back to his feet, using the handle of his axe like a crutch. Ellie was out there, and only he could save her.

The thought made him naseous, and absolutely terrified.

But, strangely, it also caused a thrill somewhere deep inside him. Some part of him had always longed for adversity and challenges like this. Some part of him was finally getting what it had always wanted, even if the thing it wanted almost certainly guaranteed pain, suffering, loss, and a likely horrendous death to something unspeakable.

It was honestly pretty nice.