Campfire

Morning could not come any quicker as Eisen Evans tried to touch his neck and fore head in order to see if his efever was still there. Much to his surprise, it was already gone. He went down the tavern outside of his room only to see that the only person here was the NPC bartender and Milan Chrys, his mentor.

"What happened to the others?" he asked the bartender. "They are out fishing underneath the hot sun. It is the only thing that they can do as NPCs. Their lives are now forfeit. They cannot do anything other than that, after all, that is their jobs." The bartender said with a grim tone and reminder as he said that.

Eisen Evans clutched his fist as he was pretty pissed off as to how unfair the world was and how quickly he wanted it to be fixed and reverted back altogether. "I will do my best to get it back to normal, I promise." He said with a sympathetic smile as the bartender mirrored his expression as well. "I hope you do, good sir. I hope you do." He added.