![]() "Oh thank you, kind slayer, thank you!" Wait, he's not gonna.aw geez. Hearing that, the elder's mouth formed into a wide, grateful smile. "Whoa there-you've already led me all the way up here, so I'm pretty sure that means I've taken the job." They say you're a slayer of beasts, even dubbing you 'The Slayer' in some parts! So, please, I-I beseech you! For the well being of our homes, if there is one, you must-" Raising a hand, you silence him. "S-Sir! They speak very highly of you-he who is not equine and is from another world. Thankfully, it hasn't come down to the village yet, but it's only a matter of time!" Taking a few steps closer to you, his voice took on a more pleading tone. ![]() ![]() I've yet to see it for myself, but many in the village swear by it! The last time we had one, this was where it resided, so it only stands to reason. Hands gripped on his staff hesitantly, and his own cloak fluttering with the wind, the elder nodded. "This really it?" you ask, studying the extensive cave entrance before you, your hand resting readily atop your sheathed sword's pommel as you pull your furred cloak closer to your armor for warmth. Despite his graying age and walking staff, you couldn't help but be at awe at how the years had done very little to hinder his stamina and mettle, as he had diligently led you up the snowy mountain side when no one else would. Here it is, sir," the village elder solemnly proclaimed, his rustic voice barely audible to you over the wind's ever constant, frigid howl. ![]()
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