Heroist
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Barely managing to peel his sleepy face off the pillow, Asmidul rubbed his bleary eyes, reached for his glasses, and squinted, looking for the time. His first impulse was to dismiss the outdated customs of barbaric times and, like a self-respecting scholar, go back to sleep until lunchtime, but with an effort of will, he managed to remain true to the promise he had made to himself the day before: to restore the non-existent routine.
Having finished his morning routine, the southerner thoughtfully walked around his empty room, finally nodding his head in satisfaction. The new decor, orthopedic bed, spacious closets – he would have to wipe down some areas with a damp cloth, but overall, it was quite comfortable for an undemanding person like him. As long as he had decent neighbors, and not some newcomers...
Reaching the kitchen, he slightly regretted not learning how to cook properly, but on the other hand, it was still a woman's job. Having finished his inspection, the city dweller quickly put away the books he had already read and other personal belongings on the shelves of the chest of drawers and began to get ready to go to the city.
This process took noticeably longer than usual and was accompanied by considerable anxiety: venturing out into the world on his own was frightening because of its uncertainty. What should he do next? Find a suitable guild? If only he knew if they had local branches, or would he have to go to another city in search of headquarters? Thoughts of a possible journey further agitated the young man.
Closing the front door, Asmidul turned the key twice and, just in case, jiggled the handle. The awakening sunlight blinded his eyes in the reflection of the lenses. The big city was already bustling with life. Just in case, he checked the mailbox (not expecting any letters from anyone), and mentally reviewed the unfamiliar city map. Besides the pompous government buildings, he only vaguely knew the way to the library and the university. Deciding not to start his first day with a leap into the abyss of the unknown, the southerner decided to head to the first of these locations: the great library.
Having finished his morning routine, the southerner thoughtfully walked around his empty room, finally nodding his head in satisfaction. The new decor, orthopedic bed, spacious closets – he would have to wipe down some areas with a damp cloth, but overall, it was quite comfortable for an undemanding person like him. As long as he had decent neighbors, and not some newcomers...
Reaching the kitchen, he slightly regretted not learning how to cook properly, but on the other hand, it was still a woman's job. Having finished his inspection, the city dweller quickly put away the books he had already read and other personal belongings on the shelves of the chest of drawers and began to get ready to go to the city.
This process took noticeably longer than usual and was accompanied by considerable anxiety: venturing out into the world on his own was frightening because of its uncertainty. What should he do next? Find a suitable guild? If only he knew if they had local branches, or would he have to go to another city in search of headquarters? Thoughts of a possible journey further agitated the young man.
Closing the front door, Asmidul turned the key twice and, just in case, jiggled the handle. The awakening sunlight blinded his eyes in the reflection of the lenses. The big city was already bustling with life. Just in case, he checked the mailbox (not expecting any letters from anyone), and mentally reviewed the unfamiliar city map. Besides the pompous government buildings, he only vaguely knew the way to the library and the university. Deciding not to start his first day with a leap into the abyss of the unknown, the southerner decided to head to the first of these locations: the great library.
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