Ivan awoke in the small cottage outside of town, in the forest to the chirps of birds and assorted sounds of animals. It was a beautiful thing to behold, and all while the young boy rose from his bed and dawned his gear, grabbing his blade and the assortment of armor, as well as a large amount of animal skins. He would be selling them, as to keep himself with money to feed himself. Now walking to the town he looked around and wondered if he would do anything special today.