2 Summer, 510 AV After a day of uneventful complacency, the man known as Wolf walked into the Rearing Stallion. Tired of the regular chores of everyday, he wondered if there would ever be a time when his service would be required. With thoughts of heroism, and mercenary work on his mind he settled in a seat at the bar. He refused to order anything, as he would find it pointless to waste his money. He noticed that some knights were there and other people going on about their business. 'I wonder if any of these people do things other than stay in the city all day, and call that peace,' thought Wolf. 'If it was up to me I would go out to protect these lands, and to go on a journey to bring peace to the entire land.' He played with the thought, but thought it pointless as long as the negative emotions existed to these people. He wondered if today he would find anyone willing to journey with him sometime to help protect others. He played with thoughts of leading a group of adventurers against those that would harm the people of these lands. He always remembered that his father had taught him to fight with truth, love, and justice. He relaxed wondering what kind of people would enter this tavern today, and decided to wait for more people to come in. |