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Alright, the weird girl, who's name I forget, is now taking a test to see if she is legible for our band of misfits.
While they do that, I go around, looking for a blacksmith, with reasonable prices, to get good gear from.
"No, nope, not here."
So far, just a bunch of food, spice, and silk stalls. Who ever made this town couldn't have made a map!? I mean, come on people! What is this? The mediev- oh wait, it is...
"For heavens sake,
Shit, lost control there... well gotta go!
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Timeskip... Completed
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I have found the others in the feild of big-ass toads, two of which are being eaten, and the other trying, but failing, to save them.
"Good greif."
I zap all of them, yes, all of them, even the weird girl, though that's coming from me, who likes to read fantasy stories about other things, things of which will never happen.
"What happened here, I thought yall were testing her!"
Kazuma: We were, we just got jumped by them.
"Yall talked smack?"
...
They kept quiet... dumb-asses.
*groan*
"Let me help yall get to the guild."
Kazuma got weird girl, and I got miss useless.
"Let's go."
We stated walking to town... they smell disgusting.
...
We were almost to the guild, yay.
Kazuma: So, why do you use a spell that makes you unable to move afterwords, hmm?
Weird girl: Oh, because it's the only spell I know.
...
K,A,Y: WHAT!
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Anyway, here's some shit story yall like.
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