Chapter 17: Onward To Dire Wolves
Zayn had just begun mapping out how to best abuse his new Soulforge ability when a knock came at his door.
'Damn it.'
He barely had ten minutes to process his newfound power, and already Tobias was summoning him like some kind of overworked employee.
"We're heading to the Guild now," Tobias called through the door.
No 'Are you ready?', no 'Take your time', just a statement. As expected of their fearless leader.
Zayn sighed, shutting his system screen with a mental command before standing.
"Got it," he called back, stretching his arms before strapping his Goblin Sword to his waist.
Time to see what kind of quests this world had to offer.
By the time they hit the streets, the town of Timberstead was already bustling with activity.
Unlike yesterday, when they had arrived much later in the day, now they were early — early enough to see shopkeepers unlocking their doors, vendors setting up their stalls, and kids chasing each other down the narrow streets with the boundless energy of youth.
The air smelled of freshly baked bread, sizzling meat, and the faintest trace of manure from the horses tied up outside the stables.