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The gentle hum of laughter, talking, and chanting carried on the evening air as Joseph walked through the town to the tavern. Known as ‘Dragon’s Delights,’ it was a quant tavern near the outskirts of town. Joseph came here often before and after big quests or jobs the guild gave him. He liked to unwind here…to rest his aching body and have a meal. He rarely brought other members of the guild with him. For one thing…Adventurers spend much of their time on the road, but little time appreciating the world they travel through. Most only see the treasures at the end of the journey, or the foes they’ve set out to kill, never taking the time to understand the wider world. The Dragon’s Delights was a place not meant for such people. This was a tavern for the traveler…the vagabond…and the outcast. Before the guild, Joseph Alvorn, the Dragon Slayer, had been such a man. He pushed open the doors and looked around. It was a large establishment but nothing outstanding otherwise. Several round

“Aaaand saved…” Josh muttered, letting out a heavy sigh as he finally stood up from his desk. The young man stretched out and then took a glance out of the large sliding windows at the other end of his room. Nighttime had blanketed the beachside city of Muskents in darkness with its flurry of shimmering lights being a guide to those still traversing its streets and establishments at what seemed like unreasonable hours. Not that Josh minded, though. Because of differing time zones, he was used to being up late chatting with friends while getting a bit of work done. Tonight, however, felt different. As he slid one of the doors open and stepped out into the cool air wrapped around his balcony, Josh looked out upon the city he had known for years. This time he didn’t see a skyline full of opportunities and potential, but rather as if it were just another city driven through on a long road trip. He looked back at his workspace and sighed. It was covered in art supplies used on