[center][h3]The Adventurer[/h3][/center]
[center]Wordiness: 776 Location: Ruins Experience: 2+2 = 4/10[/center]
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Well, that was surprising.

A little snippet of what had happened came back to him. 

[i]"All I really want is to get ho-"

The Adventurer froze, watching as a towering green monstrosity rose up seemingly out of nowhere. He mentally catalogued all of the huge enemies from the dungeon, but there was nothing that came to mind. Large, and red pustules covered it's body. Well, not red, but a specific color only rich people knew the name of. "That's not at all good. How about a truce, because I have no delusions that I'm going to get out of this alive without help."

He rose to his feet and dropped the heavy sword, taking out his crossbow and loading it. "I'm assuming those bulbs contain most of the organs within their body." He looked at the crude crossbow he was holding and his face kind of wrinkled. [i]It's been so long since I've held this. Wonder if I even know how to fire it?[/i] He sighed. "If there are any weapons you have to spare, I'd be happy to take them." He said, turning to fire his weapon into a tree. Unsurprisingly, inexperience with the shabby mechanism caused him to miss by a lot. 

"Fucking perfect. Amazing. I'm up against the biggest thing I've ever seen and all I know how to use is this tiny sword. Maybe....I'll let you handle this one."[/i]

The Adventurer came to and found himself face to face with a small child. He must have been healed by him. "I don't give gratitude to those that expect it. Maybe try being a bit less bratty, and we'll see where it lands." He stood up and brushed off his worn scarf and armor, before turning away from the group. "Whatever. I'm not really interested in the conflict, but who were those people anyway? To be frank, I'm not totally sure how I got here myself." he said, standing up in the bed of flowers.

[i]Come to think of it, I don't remember much. My armor and weapons are all low level pieces of garbage, and I don't understand any of this. Perhaps I must complete the goal of this...strange summon to return. I'm sure there are many things to learn about this....[/i] He paused. [i]About this world of...light, perhaps. These strangers seem animated, more so than those I've interacted with in the past since coming to this land. Perhaps, like me, they are also displaced.[/i]

"Erm...I will admit, I was lying a bit when I said I didn't know how I got here. I was going to slay the Demon Lord, and when I arrived, I saw them...they were burnt to a crisp by a strange, cold light. It seemed to take up the whole room I was standing in. I felt an evil presence in the light indeed, and entered to slay what was in it. I assumed my eyes would then fall upon the true villain, but for long after, all was black."

"I eventually came to at the Barge, in what can only be described as a second story gardener's shack for all it's amenities. I got into a fight with a shopkeeper recently though, I think, so I might not be very welcome here anymore. Must have got me this though, so not all bad." he finished, putting down and smiling at his long sword. That thing was starting to get heavy on his arms without a sheath to wear it on his back. 

The Adventurer stopped and thought for a moment, deciding that it was better to make friends than enemies. "I am known as the Adventurer, in my world at least. I regularly partake in missions for the king, and my latest was to put a stop to Dungreed, a dungeon that swallows all it can trap. Many friends have been lost in those halls, and that's why it's so important that I stop it. I'm only telling you this because I don't think anyone else can help, and I really need it." 

Time to get some answers. 

He stood up and pointed his Zweihander at the small boy. "I've told you all there is to know about me. You. If you [i]really[/i] want thanks, tell me where I am, who you are, and what the hell is happening. Please." he sighed, withdrawing his blade and maneuvered it so that he was leaning upon the flat of the pommel, as the weapon was easily as tall as he. 

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