Ethan:"Let's head to the city. We can find more info over there."
Dylan:"Sure."
Ethan and Dylan both head inside their house in order to prepare for the trip.
Ethan:"There is a travel bag near the living room sofa. Pack it with canned foods, water bottles and don't forget to keep a couple of knives.
Ethan climbs up the flight of stairs and enters his bedroom.
Ethan's bedroom was neat, with nothing out of place anywhere in the room. The wooden floor was smooth, broken only by a small rug beside the bed. The only light came from a narrow window covered with curtains, letting in a dim, soft glow. A simple desk with two drawers sat against the opposite wall, holding a gaming PC setup and a comfortable, well-used chair. Besides the chair stood against a closed cabinet
Ethan opened his cabinet and found the usual: five identical shirts, five identical pants, and a hoodie. His wardrobe had the personality of a loading screen.
Ethan grabbed his hoodie and made his way into Dylan's room, located directly across from his.
Dylan's room wasn't nearly as neat as Ethan's, with clothes lying over the chair and a bit of dust gathered at the corners. At first glance the room seemed the same, but it was actually larger than Ethan's. Bright light poured in through a big open window, illuminating a simple desk identical to Ethan's, a wooden chair, and an open cabinet beside it. The walls were covered with trophies, medals, and certificates from all kinds of sports.
Lastly in the middle of the room was the corpse of a goblin with its neck slit lying in pool of its own blood.
Ethan lets out a sigh.
Ethan:(Another mess I'll need to clean up, as if the one in the kitchen wasn't enough.)
Ethan moves to Dylan's desk carefully, avoiding the blood.
Ethan:(Let's hope the blood doesn't leave a permanent stain, or I'll need to get more carpets.)
Ethan opened the drawer, grabbed Dylan's wallet without hesitation, and slid it into his pocket.
Within the span of a few minutes Ethan made his way downstairs.
Ethan notices Dylan waiting near the main door.
Ethan:"Did you pack everything?"
Dylan:"Ya. Canned food, 2 water bottles and a few knives... Are you nervous?"
Ethan:"Why would I be nervous?"
Dylan:"This is your first time outside the house in months."
Ethan:"No it's definitely been a year at least."
Dylan:".... And how does that make it any better?"
Ethan:"Hey I am breaking my all time record for this."
Dylan sighs, rolls his eyes and notices Ethan's hoodie.
Dylan:"Are you seriously gonna wear a hoodie? In this weather?."
Ethan:"I don't want people noticing the bandage. Just… help me with it. Doing this with one injured hand isn't exactly easy."
Dylan:"Sure."
Dylan helped Ethan wear on the hoodie, guiding his injured arm through the sleeve carefully before pulling the zipper up for him.
Ethan:"Thanks."
Before stepping into the forest path Ethan takes out his shining pair of strap-on sneakers.
Ethan sat on the porch and wore his sneakers with his healthy hand.
Ethan:"I'm ready, let's go."
Both of them head into the forest with Dylan leading the way.
They follow a narrow broken road covered with moss, with towering trees on both sides. The forest is extremely quiet with only the sound of trees rustling can be heard. Despite being morning, the area is relatively dark, with most of the sunlight being blocked by the trees.
(20 minutes later)
Ethan drops onto a mossy rock beside the broken road, leaning forward with his hands on his knees. His breath comes out in short, tired puffs.
Ethan:"I.... need.... a break."
Dylan:"It's only been like 15 minu-"
Ethan:"20.... It's been 20 minutes."
Dylan:"If we keep this pace up, we will reach there by night."
Ethan:"I know, just.... give me a minute."
Dylan takes out a water bottle and hands it to Ethan.
Ethan:*Gulp,gulp,gulp* "ahhh much better."
Ethan hands over the half empty bottle back.
Dyaln keeps the bottle in the back.
Ethan wipes his mouth with his sleeve.
Ethan:"How long will it take us to reach."
Dylan:"Probably.... about 30 minutes."
Ethan:"My body is not built for this level of activity."
Dylan:"But it's perfectly fine after 5 hours of straight video game.
Ethan:"..... That's different"
Dylan:"Sure it is, now start moving."
Ethan reluctantly gets gets up.
(30 minutes later)
Ethan lay on the forest floor, staring up at the leaves.
Ethan:"I see it. The light it is coming to get me."
Dylan is sitting on a nearby rock, drinking some water.
Dylan:"Come on, get up we are almost there."
Ethan pushed his palms against the ground and slowly lifted himself into a sitting position. His hair was a mess of leaves and tiny twigs, and he blinked a few times like he was rebooting.
Dylan raised an eyebrow. "Progress. At this rate, you'll be standing by next week."
Ethan:"Something feels off."
Dylan instantly changes to a more serious expression.
Dylan:"Ya. We are nearby the main road but the area is too quite."
Ethan:"More of a reason to find out."
Ethan :"Open."
[ Name: Ethan
Class: Mage
Race: Human
Level: 1
Exp: 0/100
Hp : 81/100
Strength : 7
Defence : 7
Intelligence : 15
Mana. : 11
Speed. : 9
Bonus points : 0
Skills: Mana blast
Race Skills: Stat distribution ]
Ethan: (My mana recovered....neat.)
Dylan nods his head in approval and draws out a knife.
Ethan grabs a knife from the bag.
Both of them immediately put their guard up as they finally reach the city.