First day of work
Marqs wakes up and does his usual morning streches for about half an hour before freshening up and going outside. there he finds the old lumberjack with no shirt on and a huge bandage covering his entire upper half, the old lunberjack beckons him over.
He says to marqs "are you looking forward to today?" and marqs nods his head and the lumberjack chuckles before saying "alright then, the names grilling, and yours?" he says while looking quite happy despite his injury.
"marqs" he says and griblin nods before ushering him to follow. They arrive in a the forest and marqs can see a bunch of equipment lying out of the ground. "pick up your axe and show me your cutting skills, kid" and marqs obeys, picking up a axe that looks crudly made. He walks over to a tree and gets into position
He does his best chopping motion. and the ace goes clean through the whole trunk and the axe handle breaks and splinters, while the tree falls down and marqs easily catches it and stops it from falling.
Griblin has his mouth wide open in shock and just stares for a few moments before finally regaining his senses and asking "Now how the hell did you do that?!" marqs looks at him before saying " well these trees are very weak. I can even chop them down with my hands" Griblin is speechless because the tree he had chopped down is super hard and heavy.
Even griblin has a hard time cutting them down with the best iron axe ever made in the village. Let alone with a crude beginner axe and slices straight though it. 'this kid ain't normal. what if he is actually a traveler?!' griblin thinks to himself while still trying not to panic.
"A-Are you a Traveler by chance?" griblin asks cautiously. "A traveler?" marqs asks confused. "yes a traveler. high ranking mages who travel around the world?" This caught marqs off guard as he recalls that mages exist here. "I guess I am a mage but I don't think I'm a high ranked one" marqs say honestly
This puzzles griblin once again as chopping this particular tree is hard for anyone under the D rank. truth be told griblin was one of 5 E rank people in the whole village. They are the strongest and yet this young man just outdid them all in a single chop!
'what rank is he?! maybe C rank or even the noble B rank? then why come out here. especially in such shabby clothes and without any luggage?' griblin thought to himself trying to figure out why marqs is here. "then why are you here sir marqs?" he asks and marqs notices how much more respectfully he had just gotten towards him.
"I am lost and and don't know much about this world or place." he answered honestly as he felt no need to lie. "oh dear. you stay here and keep chopping wood and I need to speak with farnun" he says and marqs looks at him confused and he elaborates by saying that farnun is the elder chief of the village, the one who the guard had brought to him at the gates yesterday. Griblin has run off as fast as he could move, towards the elders house and marqs gets to chopping wood.