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[h3]Armend Kinora ⚔[/h3][/center]

[indent]Armend felt cooked, hot to the very core of his being. He had looked at the volcano from a far and like an idiot, overestimated himself. His clothes were hanging off his torso and around his waist, dangling over the thick belt that acted fashionably and reasonably. There was something to be said about anything or anyone that could get his clothes off. 

[color=orange][b]"Arghhhhh, what the fuck!"[/b][/color] he screamed between labored breathes. 

He trudged onward, the entrance to the village in sight now. [color=orange][b]"Who the hell told you being a Hunter would be fun? Oh yea, it was [i][b]you[/b][/i] dumbass. Trekking up a volcano must be pure jubilee for Hunters, either that or they're brains are fried from doing it."[/b][/color] In a moment of aggravation, Armend finally yelled. [color=orange][b]"Who builds villages on volcanoes!!!"[/b][/color]

To be honest, trekking up the super-hot mountain would had been easier if he hadn't jogged most of the way up there. So excited by testing his grit that he denounced his body's need for moisture. It all started when he read that a villager, in a village a few leagues back,
had completed the climb in an hour. The man's brother had said it would never be done again. Well... Armend had just done it in under forty minutes. [color=orange][i]Take that you rat bastard,[/i][/color] thought Armend while he clawed his way through dirt roads; all in hopes that he was heading towards the Hunter's Guild. [/indent]