The Artifacer: Good Intentions - Chapter 1

A thicket of woods once again gave way to lush grass fields, with spots of farmland in the distance, as the rental car cruised through the French countryside. While the snazzy driver was content with the scenic view and gentle tunes on the radio, the casually dressed, dark-haired passenger shifted and readjusted often, as his mind kept focusing in on an incessant itching around his right eye that had left him more than a bit irritable over the last couple of days. The change in scenery seemed to coincide with a shift in the passenger’s focus, and once more, the twenty-four-year-old relic-hunter was trying not to tear at his face because of the heavy paste that was smeared all around his eye. The strange concoction the alchemist had sold him was nearly invisible when applied, blending in and covering all the scarring, but it irritated the skin and itched fiercely.