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Sun 25th Feb 2024 03:54

Adventurous Lifestyle

by House of Lauren Armani Lauren

Well it looks like I am just like the characters in the story’s of granger that I have read before. The brave knight slays the dragon with his sword that is a pice of metal that is on average 18 to 31 inches long, against the beasts that caused so much destruction all over Tal’dori. I’m talking about the fake stories the ones before the stories of that adventuring group that actually helped us against chrome conclave. The grumpy paladin single-handedly took a gloom stalker down, the legendary Armani Lauren single-handedly defeated the Kraken, and the fashionable sorcerer in an Armani original sent demons back to the abyss. I think I have the makings of a great story there… I think I’ll stick to tailoring these journals are just a hobby to keep my mind off the hunger. I did get some very nutritious dreams from the old grumpy human, seems that he is searching for his son. Not gonna lie his torment satisfied my hunger very well. I do quite like the change in lifestyle, adventuring seems pretty thrilling. It’s not like I’m going to run out of time to establish my name in this continent I have plenty of that! Might as well have some fun, but I do need to be careful, our arrivals from the festival are traveling with us and I was nearly caught trying to feed him one of them. I’ll try some more ways to gain some trust with the group, hell’s maybe even one day I can just tell them what I am and they’ll allow me to take a couple dreams here and there. I know grumpy doesn’t want to have those nightmares anymore, but I have a feeling that if he finds out what I am he may try to kill me. Then I would have to explain to the group why I killed him. Thats losing the trust not gaining it. The nice one may already know! With how she stairs at me and how many people I’ve killed I must have some spirits follow me around that she’s probably spoken too. So for now I need to play nice.
 
I can always taste fear in blood it’s bitter, but fear from a dream is like 30 year old fine wine.