Post by Astiam on Mar 1, 2016 7:38:14 GMT
"This Prison May Just Give Us a Chance to Try Anew"
| The Town of Beginnings was a place full of opportunities with NPCs in trouble, looking for one of the many adventurers to give them helping hand. It was one of these same NPC that waved down Astiam as he made his way through the crowd in one of the many markets that could be found throughout the Town of Beginnings. The NPC wore a rather rustic attire for a merchant, one that seem more common in the townfolk NPC. As he got closer he could tell the man was rather stout, with some meat on his bones; however, it was easily evident that his immense arms held tremendous strength. Astiam's observation seemed accurate when he noticed the sign above the merchant's stall, indicating his profession as a tailor. The NPC stepped out from behind his stall as he gave Astiam a look over for a moment. The NPC's voice was low, yet strong, as he grasped his arm in greeting when he spoke, "Oi, thank you sir for heeding my call. My name is Dane. I am sorry for just calling you out from the crowd; yet, I could not help to notice that you seem to be dressed as many of the other adventurers." Dane hesitated for a moment, his cheeks turning a slight crimson as he glanced down at his ware. There was a moment of silence before Dane lifted his head, his voice know not as sure as before, "You see I am not the type of man to just call over a stranger to hear my woes. I am man of my hands,” he emphasized his point by showing his rough, calloused hands, “However I seem to find my way at an impasse of sorts. In recent days, I have found myself with an order that could possibly make me known throughout not only the Town of Beginnings but also Tolbana and Horunka. When I looked at my storage I seem to not have enough boar hides to accomplish this order, and I need them within a handful days so I can get this order completed in the allotted time.” Dane’s face brighten to an even deeper red, which made it even more evident to Astiam that it was difficult for the man to ask for help, as the tailor lost his train of thought. This man reminded Astiam a little of his father, a man who was unwilling to ever admit that he needed help. A grin appeared on his face, as he rapped the top of Dane’s stall with his hand, “No more needs to be said Dane, the tailor. I was going to make me way out to the Plains anyway, and I am always itching to kill a few more boar.” The man seem dumbstruck for a moment as he stared at Astiam for a moment. Then the stout man grasped Astiam in an embrace, holding testament to the strength in the man’s arms, in thanks. After a few points were clarified Astiam found his way to the Plains. The young adventurer was glad that his first quest was for such a man like Dane, the tailor. Suddenly, Astiam slowed down to stop in the middle of the Plains, no care given to the dangers that could surprise him at any moment. His gaze moved up to the clear, blue sky of Aincrad and held there for a moment. He just realized that he called the NPC a person, like he would someone back in the real world. It was then he realized that maybe that Aincrad was no a prison for himself and the thousands of others players trapped there. Maybe just maybe this was a chance given to them to live their lives in a new world. |
MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS
Note: This quest was given to Astiam by Dane, the tailor. In essence, Dane has requested for Astiam to acquire twelve boar hides to help supply him with the needed materials for a rather large order.