Search for the Master

The first stop on his journey was not too far, just a short distance from where he began his new life.

Among the large rocks near the remnants of the shipwreck, Azrael had hidden all his belongings, and that's where he was headed.

Azrael carefully unsheathed his black sword, its dark blade gleaming in the sunlight.

With practiced hands, he secured it to Shadow's saddle, ensuring it was well-protected for the journey ahead.

Then, he set about his task, using a shovel to dig a large hole in the ground. The earth yielded easily to his efforts, revealing its hidden depths as Azrael worked tirelessly.

He carefully placed each item into the hole, the clink of coins and the clatter of bottles echoing in the quiet surroundings.

Only a few coins were spared from the burial, a small allowance for immediate expenses. The rest were carefully covered with earth, their hiding place known only to Azrael.