Flight 2- a Walkabout

When he stepped out of the pod he saw what he could only describe as a slum, but a little more futuristic.  Patchwork houses of two to three stories were scattered randomly between large, several story, pure concrete houses with empty windows and covered with Graffiti. The streets were littered with trash and Hawkers begged for change on the corners.

Walking in shock to a building that had a picture of a book on its sign, Shanks entered the library.

He walked past an old man who was sleeping at the counter and walked up to the sole bookshelf in the building. It the Shelf was three books. The history of Zevis, a small paperback book that looked well used, like it was read many times; The Story of the Three Stars, a picture book, that looked untouched; and an Encyclopedia; that collected dust.

Opening the History of Zevis the first page greeted him with a hand drawn map; it showed Zevis surrounded by a mountain range on one side and a large flat area titled ‘The Minefields’. To the south a city named Cokea was shown with several roads leading from it.

Turning to the next page he was shocked, it held only a few words  and the rest of the book was empty.

The poor litter the streets of this frontier town.

Hope lies forgotten and jobs are rare.

No commerce comes to this town, and famine happens every year.

Number of adventures in the town [1]

Number of adventures who started in this town [1]

‘well darn, I guess by random they really meant random.’

Putting the book down, he went outside and walked around town. He saw a small blacksmith who was making some crude weapons parts, it was apparent the smith didn’t have much skill.

Further on he saw a doctor who was treating some patients out on the street, but seemed to be doing more damage than he was fixing; and a pair of men who were a Gunman and Swordsman that were bickering.

Gathering intrest in this display he watched the two as the argument increased.

“You don’t think you’re so cool because you got some fancy weapon! A real man Carries a blade and charges to battle rather than being a wimp like you!”

“Well I’m keeping myself safe! Rather than Running to my death like you! Besides, guns would mow you down before you even got close enough to use your Stupid sword.

“Huh! You wanna go at it! I’ll bury you!”

“Good luck trying!”

The two men stepped back and drew their weapons. The Swordsman pulled out a blade so battered it looked like it wouldn’t even cut butter, and the Gunman puller out a handgun that looked so inacurate that it looked like to couldn’t hit the side of a house at point blank range.

Simultaneously there was a Bang and a Crack.

The gun had exploded in the hands of the Gunman, and the Sword was cracked in half from the Swordsman’s weak swing.

“Khahaha… oh man, Hysterical!” a man erupted in laughter.

The old man had disheveled grey hair and a long beard with a black stripe starting from his chin. He was wearing rags and holding a smoking pipe and a bottle of a unmarked liquid that could be nothing but liquor.

The narrative has been taken without permission. Report any sightings.

As moans escaped from the crowd and the focus of ridicule moved from the Fleeing duelists to the drunken old man People started tossing trash at the man who still laughed. Then the crowd left to return to their own business. However Shanks remained with interest and watched the old man.

“Hey you, Adventurer with the beard.”

“Huh, Me?” – I was shocked at his sudden speech.

“Yes you there is no one else here! Follow me.”

Follow the Old ManThe Old Man wants you to Follow him.

Difficulty: F

Requirements:

Ugly like us: Less than 1% character Modification

Facial Hair: Have a beard

Strange: Peak the Old Man’s Interest

Rewards:

Unknown

Following the Old man they arrive at an old warehouse covered in graffiti. The old man opens the side door and they enter into the dark junk filled interior.

“Let me see your hands.” Said the Old Man.

I showed him my hands and he stared at them in interest for a minute.

“Good, What’s your name kid”

“Shanks” I replied.

“Ok Shanks,” he said as he lit his pipe,” I’m Donavan, And from now on I’m going to teach you everything I know.”

Donavan’s AppernticeshipThe Master Creator Donavan made you his Apprentice,

you will have to give your greatest effort to learn his teachings or you will fail.

Donavan never had an apprentice before even though many have asked, consider yourself lucky.

Difficulty: B

Requirements:

Good Hands:  Have Donavan look at your hands

Rewards:

Donavan’s Knowledge.

UnknownThis Quest Cannot be Refused.

If failed Donavan will kill you,

 You will have to create a new Character.

“Well Shanks, Are you coming?”

“Yes Sir!”

Donavan Smiled, “Good. Now put on some gloves, I’ll show you how to strip an engine.”

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** So this is Chapter 2, Next chapter I plan to have a bit of a time skip and maybe a new Character?

The character is a given to be added in the next few chapters if not this next one, Also some IRL scenes will be coming up[th_084_.gif].

So as Always Enjoy and leave some Critique if you feel like it[th_085_.gif]**