Noble: geez, i cant wait unil we get to a safer area.
Ranger: Perhaps pokke?
Merc 1: Yeah, its where we grew up, because its surrounded with wilfdlife areas and mountains, its quite calm.
Noble: Good idea, lets head north.
So... they move towards Pokke in the land of white heart...
Sorry, i ponder to much, and i apoligize, but, does this tale interest you?
Let us watch more, something is happening.
Noble: is that normal?
Ranger: Uh, no...
Mec 2: Run!
A large wolf started attacking them.
Ranger: Its a fenrir!
Noble: Not a problem!
Noble turned and ran past the fenrir hopped on its tailed, climbed to its head and stabbed, killing it.
Noble: You all need to be more brave.
Ranger: Show-off
Noble shrugs as the grabbed a piece of their cloak and wiped the blood off their sword.
Noble: Then off to Pokke!
Oh, Noble, I used to know you, you were so different, but, things change when you forget no?
Sorry, perhaps i'll tell you a story after this unfolds...
Hours later.
Merc 1: There it is.
Merc 2: Pokke.
Ranger: Look we might be able to find work with the chief.
An old lady was sitting by a fire at the far end of the village.
Ranger: Excuse me, miss?
?: Who are you calling miss? Nya.
Noble: Huh?
It wasnt the old lady who spoke it was the cat standing on the small log next to the old lady, the cat wore a sweater.
?: My name is Neckot, and you are knights, nya?
Merc 1: Neckot!
Merc 2: Hello.
Neckot: Ah! You two, I see you lived to my expectation, you're knights now! I'm proud of you.
Merc 2: Thank you so much!
Neckot: However. The village needs help. The Blangonga is back, you know the one.
Merc 1: Yeah, we know it, do you remember? Right before sis disappeared?
Merc 2: How could I forget.
Noble: Umm, info please?
Neckot: The Blangonga leads the pack of Blangos that lives on the mountain north from here, we're not sure, but it likely killed these two's sister, her name wa-
Noble: Thats getting info we dont need, you guys wanna head out?
Ranger: We should rest first.
Noble: Fine, lets get some rest.
You obviously are starting to figure it out, after all you know the old world almost as well as i do.
Do you want me to tell you? No... Alright, after all surprises are best left unsaid.
