Chuck the meat man Chp 5
Now alone, on the dimly lit dirt village road just before the sun peeks up from the Eastern sky. MLML finally, has the beginning of a spark brewing deep inside the heart of his forearms. He must find the will to live as he did before the death of Craig. He knows Craig would want that for him as well.
So MLML decides to head South on the way to the city of Walden where he can hopefully start to earn himself some silver and gold. The travel to get there is 20 days and 20 nights through the forest. MLML is familiar with the geography of the area because he was taught by his father once he turned 1. He also knows there's a massive lake that covers several hundred miles that is called Rose lake.
MLML may seem oddly mature for his age, this is a byproduct of focusing on the training of his forearms from the young age of 9 months. As explained to him by Igneal, the more you train the forearms the more benefits you will have. These benefits are but not limited to: Increase in mental acuity, an Increase in general physical ability, and an increase in total magical force. Through his training, he has leveled up his mind to the maturity of than in his late 20s. He also can run faster than stick dragons, by using his forearms as replacements for legs. He doesn't use magic but his magical force currently rivals that of a slightly above-average wizard.
He walks up to one of his favorite stalls that has dried meats and bread. The stall is run by a decrepit old man. He has one yellow eye that peers at MLML with kindness everytime he brings him a few copper coins. The other eye seems to have been gouged out in a fight against some sort of ferocious monster. The scar starts on the left side of his jaw and works up toward where his missing eye is. He greets MLML with a smile as he peers down at the young man.
MlML greets him the same as he usually does.
"Hey Chuck, I see you're still bald huh?"
"Well, Of course, I am little fellow, it doesn't grow back when you are in your late sixties".
From the outside view, this conversation may seem rude, but they love to muck with each other whenever they are able.
"So MLML, it seems it is finally time for you to go off on your own into this world. Believe it or not, I was your father's first stop when he left on his journey when he was just one and 3 quarters. It felt like it was just yesterday."
"Wow, I totally didn't ask you, fucking geezer". MLML threw 50 copper coins on the table. "All the meat this can buy, please".
The old man wore a slightly smug smile as he went to the back of his little stall. He picked out a package, it weighed 15 pounds and had a variety of select dried meats. From dried rainbow trout caught in the nearby river to dried beef sticks. On top of the package, he places a black clothing article that was accented with silver stitching.
He hands it to the boy, who holds it with the tip of his pinky finger, like a member of a wait staff who has worked there for 40 years.
The old man looks him dead in the eyes with his singular eye and says.
"Listen, buddy, that robe is needed to get into any of the cities you're going to venture to. I know you technically don't have any weapons on you, but if you try to enter a city with those forearms, they might think you are trying to cause harm with those lethal weapons. Also keep in mind this robe has some magical qualities you could say: it will shrink your forearms down to normal size when commanded, it has some magical resistances and some other fun things." the man winks at MlML and dramatically turns around. "You must go! Find our calling don't come back before you do!".
To that MLML bows to the man and exclaims, "Well, Chuck, thank you for the gift and the quality meats. I must go now if anyone asks I'm heading towards the city".
MLML starts his journey, as he leaves Greenflower headed southwest, the sun just starts to peak over the horizon.