It will begin as it has begun so many times before. I will stumble through a gate, weak and clothed in garments of no protective value, wielding a weapon that only a shopkeeper will purchase so that he may add to the perpetually growing pile of chipped daggers and wooden staves that must litter the rear of his shoppe.
I will wander aimlessly through the streets and alleyways of this city, this new home I will come to know well in the days ahead. I will speak to the natives of this place. I will learn the names of those who sell things. I will learn secrets from people who have no problem telling their crimes to a random adventurer who has wandered into their home clad in almost nothing. I will be hired by member of the cities political leadership to perform an act of Civic duty, or dark betrayal, depending upon the city.
In the course of this quest of glory or infamy, depending on who hires me, I will acquire a weapon that will harm more than my sandwich, I will gather armor that covers more than the bits required by law, and I will be slain by something that was cute and harmless until I got too close. But then, I will be reborn at a location I will come to know very well, and I will set out again to battle something cute and dangerous for a cause determined by the local political climate, and when i finally complete my task I will get a pat on the back, a miniscule monetary donation to my "More than Underwear" fund, and the chance to set out on yet another quest for glory and pants.
Repeat Ad Infinitum
Edited, Jan 16th 2010 7:51pm by Elmyrsun
I am Going to ****.
I'm cool with it.
All my friends will be there.