The learning curve of a man called " King "
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*King sits down in the temple and while his wounds get tend to he takes out his journal and starts to write *
My first day in this unknown land .
I met a Miss named Abigail ..Abi for short and while we were discussing what to do , we were approached by a huge man ..or orc …
He talked to us and to another man that shortly after arrived and hired us for a job .
Killing undead so the town folks can sleep in peace .
Of-course we accepted and luckily we did well , the result for me personally are deep wounds and the question popping in my mind if i wouldn't be better off buying a shield instead off running around only in armor with my axe .
*he sighs softly as it hurts to get treated and rereading his lines . Pondering he lays down and falls asleep , the healing herbs from the priests closing his wounds *