Machete
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Machete.
- I am Silia, a gardener, and this is my husband, Terrion. He used to be a master archer in Gilraen's army, now he's a hunter. Our elder is the wise druid Rillan, and you are in the village of Clover. - A small elf ran into the hut and, barely noticing you, opened his mouth in amazement.
- Wow... - he said, looking at your sword in its scabbard. Silia smiled.
- And this is our son, Analar. He dreams of becoming an adventurer.
Turning to Analar:
- Child! If you think that adventures are a fun pastime with glimpses of heroic deeds, saving maidens, and finding untold treasures, then you are mistaken! Adventures are, first and foremost, danger upon danger (up to level thirty ;) ) with glimpses of deadly dangers, terrible dangers, and especially dangerous dangers. Only a few survive to achieve widespread popularity! That's the truth.
I've got a hole in my pocket!
© Ринго Старр
© Ринго Старр