After Abigail had recovered from her fall, the woman who was helping us said, "Place your hand on the orb."
So I placed my hand on the orb. A light blinked on in the orb. A voice rang out from the orb into the room loud enough for everyone to hear. It was the voice I heard in my head when the system talked to me.
"This one shall not be allowed to choose a class, for he is destined for a specific one chosen by me, Alfinia, your goddess," the voice said.
'What are you doing?'
[I'm designating your class]
'Don't I get a choice?'
[Not in this case]
'Ok. What's my class then?'
[You'll be a Tomato Wizard]
'What the hell is a Tomato Wizard? That sounds dumb! Give me anything else but that!'
[Ok, fine, but don't come crying to me when it's something you don't like]
"This one, is destined to be… an Evil Wizard. That is all." Alfinia's voice said.
'What the fuck? Evil Wizard? Come on!'
[I said don't come crying to me]
'That's ridiculous! You could've picked something normal! You chose not to!'
[I assure you, your class was picked… randomly]
'Yeah right! Don't give me that bullshit!'
[This discussion is over. Deal with the consequences]
I looked around and realized everyone was staring at me, terrified. They kept muttering, "Evil Wizard," to each other.
Somebody grabbed my wrist and said, "We're going to have to let the authorities deal with you."
Abigail kicked that person in the stomach, sending them flying. She grabbed my wrist and hurriedly pulled me out the door of the Adventurer's Guild. She dragged me down the street and through the first gate to the lower city.
That was when sirens started going off. Louds sirens blared throughout the kingdom and the voice of the king boomed out over the land saying, "A man who goes by the name Tom Ketchup has kidnapped my daughter! He is an evil wizard! Find them and bring them both to me, alive!"
Abigail kept taking me deeper and deeper into the lower city, until we went down a flight of stairs, and we entered a large cavernous area that seemed to exist underneath the lower city. It was dark and dank and massive.
Still, it had buildings and streets and lights. It was a fully functional part of the city. It just seemed like a place for the poorest of the poor. For the disadvantaged.
"Where are we?" I said.
"The undercity! This is the only place that won't try to turn you in to the authorities. They hate the authorities of the above world. My father's men rarely come down here. It's too dangerous," she said.
"And you thought it was a good idea for us to come down here?" I said.
"We don't have any other choice, if you want to stay free and not in a dungeon, or worse, executed," she said.
"That makes sense. Where are we going?" I said as I continued to follow her down this seemingly endless flight of stairs.
"Where everyone goes when they first come to the undercity. Sally's," she said.
"Sally's? Is that a bar?" I said.
"I don't know! People just always said that's where you go when you're in trouble," she said.
"Wait, why are you helping me? Shouldn't you be going back to your father and trembling in fear of my evil wizardry?" I said. I raised my hands up and wiggled my fingers like an evil wizard.
"You're not evil, Tom. Maybe a little self absorbed, but not evil," she said.
"Is that the only reason you're helping me?" I said.
"No. You also saved my life, and I kind of like you. I don't want to abandon you to die in a dungeon," she said.
"Ok. Thanks," I said.
We made our way down to the street of the undercity and walked with purpose. We didn't want anyone to see our upper city clothing and think we were prey.
Sally's had a large arcane neon sign over the door and a doorman. The doorman took one look at us and said, "You guys in some kind of trouble or something? That's the only reason upper city people ever come down here. That or they're looking for someone."
"Yeah. At least I'm in trouble. Is that a problem?" I said.
"No. I just wanted to make sure you weren't looking for someone. We don't support upper city folk looking for people down here. If someone comes down here, they don't want to be found," he said. "Now get inside before I lose my voice. Talk to Sally. She might be able to help."
"Thank you, sir," I said.
"Don't call me, sir! That's my husband's name!" He cackled at that so hard, I couldn't tell if he was joking or not.
Abigail and I walked up to the bar where a tall voluptuous woman was bartending. We both assumed this was Sally.
"Are you Sally?" I said. "We were told to talk to her."
"Oh, heavens no my dear child. Sally's in the back. I'll get her," she said, and walked through a door behind the bar.
An older, but not old, dwarf woman sauntered through the door the woman left through. She was curvy and attractive with an eye patch and long braided hair.
"What kind of trouble might you two be in?" She said, smiling at us.
"I'm an evil wizard, apparently," I said. "Or at least that's my adventurer class determined by the orb at the Adventurer's Guild."
"That's probably one of the strangest things I've ever heard, but it hardly seems like something you'd get in trouble over. They had to know you weren't actually evil right? Isn't it just an adventurer classification?" She said.
"That's what you'd think, but they tried to take me into custody. She helped me escape. And now the king says I kidnapped her," I said, pointing at Abigail.
"Oh, dear. Why is the king involved in this?" She said.
"Well," I said leaning in and whispering, "she's the princess."
"Oh! That'd do it! Yeah!" Sally said. "So what are you two planning to do now?"
"What kind of job can I work that makes a lot of money, but has a really low skill and educational barrier?" I said.
"Either mercenary work or adventuring. Those are the only two jobs that fit that description. But since adventuring is out, that just leaves mercenary work. You ready to be a mercenary, kid?" She said, grinning.
"I'm not a kid! I'm 21!" I said.
"Like I said. You're a kid," she said. "If you want to do mercenary work, I know guy who knows a guy who knows another guy who knows another guy who can get you a job."
"I want to do mercenary work too!" Abigail said. "Why do men always get to have all the fun." She crossed her arms and pouted.
"Do you have any fighting skills? Or are you strong and can carry a lot of stuff?" She said.
"I'm not strong, and I don't what skills I have available to me either. I was never allowed to choose a class," she said.
"Oh, really? I might have one of those stupid orb things floating around somewhere in my attic. We could find out what class you are," she said.
"Yeah! Let's do that!" Abigail said.
"Ok. Come with me, you two. Just come around the side of the bar. I'll let you in," she said.
We walked around the side of the bar, Sally let us in, and we followed her upstairs to her attic.