“Well, this is going to be your room. Usually this are reserved for the people who work for The Card Trading Company when they come to town, but Henry seems really taken with you” Ms Rachel tells me.

  “Thanks for letting me stay here” I tell her.

  “Of course” She said. “And, I know he is basically my family, but if Henry asks you to do something you're uncomfortable with, just tell me. I’ll put a stop to it”

  “What do you mean by that”

  “I mean, as much as you need to clean up a little, you are clearly a cute girl. Men, even Henry, will try to be weird with you”

  “Girl?”

  “Yeah, you are a cute girl. Just remember, if he is a creep, I’ll put a stop to it” she said, giving me the key and heading back downstairs.

  As she walks away, I head into the room and check it out. THe room is quite nice, with an attached bathroom and two separate rooms, one for sleeping and one for other stuff. It has a coach and other seating, for spending time in.

  The only thing the room doesn’t have is a kitchen, which is because the kitchen is shared among the whole inn.

  Deciding to get washed up first I head into the bathroom.

  Inside is a bath with a shower, and a pce to clean clothes, as well as a toilet and a sink. Walking over to the sink I look in the mirror, at myself for the first time.

  I had shortish bck hair, and dark purple eyes. My clothes were old and kind of falling apart, so I would need to find a way to repce them eventually.

  BUt I do figure out what Ms. Rachel was talking about.

  At first gnce I could totally see why she thought I was a girl.

  But I knew that was wrong. I was a guy.

  Taking off the clothes, I pced them inside the machine I believe is for cleaning clothes, and I got inside the shower. I didn't know how any of this worked, so it took me a while to figure it out.

  BUt eventually I was able to take a shower and have clean clothes.

  Heading back into the main rooms, I went into the bedroom and looked out the window. It had been a few hours since I woke up by that tree, and I was still confused by a lot of things. Looking down at the crowds of people walking through town, I feel a strange sense of hatred. Like that I didn’t want to be anywhere around any of that.

  That being in this town was the wrong choice.

  So I close the blinds on the window and head over to the bed.

  I had a strange sense of confusion. I knew that people needed food and sleep to survive, like inherently somehow, but I was neither hungry or tired.

  ANd I had the strange feeling that I just won’t be.

  Lying on the bed, I try to pass the time, not sure of what to do.

  My thoughts get corroded with nonsense as I drift into a familiar nothingness.

  Just like before I woke up under that tree.

  ?

  Henry was confused by the person he had met while coming back from the elven forest and dwarven mines.

  They had saved him from a group of bandits attacking him, but then when he asked there name, they just stared bnkly for a while before another topic was brought up. THis was done whenever any question about them was asked.

  Thanks to this, he learned nothing about them. Not where they came from, not what they were pnning, not even their name.

  As the ride back to town continued, Henry asked one specific question, which answered a lot.

  “Do you remember anything at all?”

  To which they answered in the affirmative, or at least the closest to the affirmative as they had ever responded.

  He felt bad about constantly berating them with questions, and stopped asking so much after that. He started to expin about the city they were heading to, but it was clear to him that this person was not very talkative.

  ANd when he saw how they acted to the guard and the criminal record check, he was much more concerned about them.

  They cut open their hand, when only a drop of blood was necessary. And they acted like it was nothing, no sign of any pain or any care.

  And once again, he changed his understanding of the person he had met.

  Wanting to help them, he decided to put them up in the Midnight Inn he owned, and was pnning on helping them out going forward.

  Step one in his pn was to give them new clothes, since what they were wearing was not really good clothes, basically just rags.

  While trying to think of what he could possibly do to repay this life debt, someone knocked on his door.

  “Come in” He said, welcoming them into his office.

  “Mr. Henry, I heard you were back from your trip” a girl, Amiliea, one of his top employees, came into his office.

  “Amelia, what can I help you with?” he asked, confused on what she could want.

  “Nothing, just confirming a few delivers I had done while you were gone” She told him.

  “Thats great, as expected of you”

  “Is there anything else you need”

  Henry thought. Having Amelia stay in bck hollow was a waste of her talents, hence why she is constantly on the road. But if she stayed in town, her job would just be helping people who come into the main department store.

  BUt it hit him.

  “You are still staying at the Midnight Inn when you are in town, correct?” he asked her.

  “Yes, Ms. Rachel should still have my room ready” she said in response.

  “Good, there is a person there I want you to help. Anything they want, charge it to me”

  “Hmm, what is this about?”

  “Nothing, they just saved my life. Its to pay them back for this. ANd they are staying in the same pce as you. For now anyway”

  “Great, then I’ll talk to them tomorrow and help them out with whatever they need” She said with a smile.

  “Thank you” Henry said, then went back to his work while Amilea left his office.

  ?

  I woke up in the room that I fell asleep in the night before.

  And thankfully, I remember yesterday. As I drifted to sleep, there was a thought that I would not remember the previous day, waking up with no memory all over again.

  But no, it seems that what happened was a one time thing.

  As I got out of the bed, I didn’t know what I was going to do today. I was hoping I could figure out how to make some money, since I would eventually need to pay for things to live.

  And something from the previous day struck me.

  Jacob, the other person I saved, said he was an adventure, and I know that was a type of job. If I could become one, I could make money.

  Trying to dig through my knowledge on this, I really hit a wall. Basically, all I know is that a adventure is a job, and I learned that it had something to do with ranks.

  Outside of that I had no clue.

  Deciding to ask the one person who I probably could for help, I head down to talk to Ms. Rachel about this.

  Walking down to the lobby of the inn, I saw her in the same pce she had been when we came in yesterday.

  “Good Morning, Ms. Rachel” I say, greeting her.

  “Good Morning, how can I help you?” she asked.

  “Um, I actually need some information?”

  “What is it?”

  “How do I become an Adventurer?”