Powering On
This was madness. He had known that his friend was a Legend, deserving of capitalisation, fighting dragons, slaying giants, forcing even the weather under his will. But this…
It had been 5 days now. FIVE DAYS! No pause, no rest, not even a single weary stumble. They had hiked across mountains, fought countless battles, delved into the deepest dungeons and his friend hadn´t even stopped for breath. This was madness. When he collapsed, the Dragonborn even carried him, allowing him the rest he needed desperately. But did that bother the madman? No! With strides as big as before, that mainiac continued on. And carried twice his own body weight in loot of course.
He would have dropped out of his service if his split of the loot wasn´t ridiculously large. And the adventures not so epic. After all, what adventurer in their right mind says no to epic quests and even more epic loot?
Still, he had always thought the old stories left out all the little details of day to day life for convenience, not because true heroes simply didn´t need them…
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Three days later, the Dovakin called a night of rest on a their way back.
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Authors Note
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Have you ever noticed how the travel via fast travel takes waaaaay longer than it does if you walk it, at least in game? I like to think that on those trips, without a crazy player pushing him onwards, the character actually bothers with sleep and rest.
If this chapter seems in any way… off, please inform me, I'm kind of sleep deprived right now.
