The Naturalist
Part I: The Newcomer
All that was known about him was that he was weak. He had found the cave somehow, but he was weak. With no armor, barely any skill in fighting anything, he somehow stumbled onto an extremely dangerous cavern that no one knew about. He was nameless.
His age was young considering in the world of Gielinor where most people are around 20-30 before they adventure around. He was only 10. The young boy knew next to nothing about civilization, largely because he had grown up in a tiny village that was barren snowy wasteland. He discovered the cave on a small exploration and didn't worry because he was an orphan, but he had learned to read and speak before his father had been killed by a rival village not so nearby.
The cavern was populated by a large range of dangerous things, but mostly they were not about to attack anyone, unless provoked. The young boy seemed to be no threat so they left him alone. While walking he found a beautiful pendent in the shape of a dragon. He put it on and continued. Shortly, he saw some dragons, but many were old, so he walked right up to one. As soon as he came with 5 feet of the dragon he heard a voice, "Hello, young human, why are you here? Where are your 'parents?". The voice said "parents" as if the word was not was it was thinking of. "I have none, they're dead", he replied. "Then why not stay here? You may be of use to us." The voice answered. Then the boy realized the dragon was speaking to him, and the dragon smiled.
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