The Search for Skilled Hands
After renting two rooms at the inn, they spent the night forgetting about the two infuriating encounters they had made today.
Beautiful orange hues soon chased the darkness away and enlivened the sky under the rising sun's rays.
And as always, the same notification awoke Adam.
DING
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Unlike last week, no excitement accompanied it. Instead, he grumbled and flailed his arm at the fiery window.
"Let me sleep! What are you planning to give me, anyway? Another bundle of arrows or some random throwing knives I don't need?"
Contempt filled his voice as he stretched his limbs and cursed the wheel.
And he did for a good reason! In six days, he didn't get a single good item.
He gritted his teeth as he pressed yes and ignored the wheel.