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Bloodstained Quest

By:Robert

“Florian, you’re gonna be late” Florian rushed down the wooden flight of stairs,
creaking with every step he took. He snatched a slice of bread from the
kitchen and ran out the door, “I’ll see you later mother!”. Mother sighed, “Is he
really going to be fine?”

Florian, with a slice of bread in his mouth, dashed down the bustling village
street. He was already running late for his first dungeon raid. He didn’t one to
miss this one chance. Suddenly, a sharp tug on his clothes stopped him in his
tracks. He looked around, it was a beggar. No less than 70 years old, his skin
was shrivelled like a rotten apple and his clothes were torn and shabby.

“Oh, will you please spare me food”, the beggar asked.

“Sorry, I’m running late” , Florian replied, taking the bread out of his mouth.

“Please, I beg from you!”, he pleaded in return.

A crowd started to form around them, Florian could feel the townspeople

staring daggers at him. He grabbed the beggar’s hand and led him into the
alleyway nearby. Reluctantly, Florian took the slice of bread and ripped it in
half.

“Here, take half”

“Thank you, you must be a hunter?”, The beggar asked

Florian nodded in agreement.

“Here, take this, it has no use to me but you may find it helpful”, the beggar
smiled at him.

The beggar took Florian’s arm and placed a small box into his palm. The box
was peculiar looking, navy blue fur coated the outside of it, almost looking like
a jewellery box. Florian was puzzled. He was about to question the old beggar
before being rudely interrupted.

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