《The Forsakens》The Three Quests
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Quest of Olga.
Olga went to the address that was written on the quest paper. The address pointed her to an old house. It had a garden that seemed neglected a lot. It would be better if you called it wilderness instead of a garden. Olga thought about returning to take another quest. That place the house was in almost a forsaken place. To think that a quest to criticize a writer would feel that much dangerous. She was still thinking about if it would be better to cancel the quest.
Her steps were getting slower with each one. The garden was so silent, making it more terrifying. She suddenly heard a huge roar. She decided to run as fast as she can at that moment. She then heard another loud sound, this time belonging to a young lady.
Unknown lady: "What is wrong, Ironteeth?"
Olga saw the source of the roar, it was coming towards her carefully and slowly. It was a monster called blood dog. They were famous for their understanding of taste, loving blood a lot. Their teeth were extremely hard. People even hunt them to use their bones. It was actually a color between orange and yellow but since they are careless about when they eat, their head and neck get redder within time. Olga was breathing heavily caused by fear. She smelled the blood and got disgusted.
The blood dog got to ten meters away from her and stopped.
She didn't run because she read a book about blood dogs telling to lock on to their eyes and never reveal your back. She was looking at its fierce eyes like she is looking at a thing she likes most, never batting an eye or doing a slight movement of her eyes. The blood dog began growling. She lowered her body slightly. Her hand was at the front doing gestures to calm the blood dog while she is saying; "Easy." With a relaxing sound.
She heard footsteps and felt a little bit of relief. There was a sound of a young woman; "Hey, Ironteeth! Where are you?"
Olga with a panicked tone without changing her standing: "Hey come to my voice.".
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The footsteps got faster and closer. A few seconds passed and an unknown lady with clothes looking like a princess emerged from where the bushes were. The blood dog ran towards the girl roaring. Olga got even more panicked.
Olga: "Hey be careful."
She ran towards the girl too. She was giving her all but still, the dog was so fast she couldn't win against it. She closed her eyes on the moment she saw the dog jumped. Not wanting to look at that horrific scene. She was thinking: "Too bad... A young girl died for nothing.". She was feeling pity for her. She then realized there was a sound of a laughing girl. She opened her tightly closed eyes and saw the blood dog licking the girl's face on the ground.
Olga: "Is it yours?"
Unknown lady: "Yes. Its name is Ironteeth."
Olga was angry about the non-leashed dog. She slapped her forehead and has chosen not to pursue the matter. Holding the quest paper with her hand; "I came for the quest.". The unknown young lady pushed the blood dog gently and stood up. While cleaning the dust on her dress she spoke.
Unknown lady: "Welcome. I am Risa Silverado."
Olga: "I am Olga, coming from the quest hall. Are you the writer of the book?"
Risa: "Exactly. Let's go to my room."
Olga nodded and followed her.
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Quest of Kepyun.
When Kepyun went to the address on the quest paper, he was greeted by an old lady. The old lady looked like she could die at any moment. She had wrinkles all around her body. Even one step she took seemed like so hard for her, Kepyun helped her to move when she invited him inside. When Kepyun entered the house, his nose got attacked with a smell of dead and catsh*t.
There were many miniature cats of all kinds inside. Miniature cats are small cat monsters that are harmless to humans. There are many of them in the streets. Usually, they have stripes and their stripes shine brightly during the night along with their eyes. Their abilities are the same with non-miniature cats just a lot weaker. There were exactly seven miniature cats inside.
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Old lady: "How is the school going, Ethan?"
She was so loud and slow when speaking. Kepyun endured it patiently not to show any disrespect. He got confused when she uttered the name 'Ethan' though.
Kepyun: "Madam, I am not Ethan, my name is Kepyun. I have come for the missing night cat quest."
He was showing quest paper in his hand saying this.
Old lady: "What? Ethan, I can't hear well, speak loudly. What did you say?"
Kepyun began to shout and speak slowly.
Kepyun: "I AM KEPYUN. NOT ETHAN! MADAM I HAVE COME FOR THE MISSING CAT QUEST!"
Old lady with an angered tone: "WHY ARE YOU SHOUTING! IS THERE A DEAF HERE?"
Kepyun was lost for words so he changed the topic.
Kepyun: "Madam, I came here from the quest hall. Can you tell me how your cat looks like?"
Old lady: "Nowadays, young people ask stupid questions. I remember I wrote it is a miniature night cat."
Miniature night cats have something different compared to other cats. They are pitch black even their eyes are black, there is no other color on their body. They are called night cats because they become one with the night. Kepyun got a little bit ashamed and blushed.
Kepyun: "I know it is black. I mean if it had any specific trait or something you attached to it like a ribbon or a leash."
Old lady: "What did you say? I told you to speak loudly, Ethan!"
Kepyun shouted again.
Kepyun: "I KNOW THEY ARE BLACK. DIT IT HAVE A LEASH?"
The old lady again with an angered tone: "Am I deaf? Why are you shouting? Nowadays, young ones are disrespectful towards the old."
Kepyun was out of words again. He felt like he lost a debate. He thought that it would be better to search for it alone.
Kepyun: "I am going to search it, madam."
Old lady: "What? I can't hear you."
Kepyun slapped his forehead. He felt so frustrated. He got scolded for like thirty minutes until he managed to communicate with her as needed. While he was leaving, the old lady still was thinking he was 'Ethan'. He learned that her name was Victoria. The old lady offered him tea and cookies but he got afraid that it would cost him hours so he left hurriedly. He also didn't like the smell inside.
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Quest of Sakar
Sakar went to the academy to learn where he would find spirit grass. Spirit grass was something he didn't hear about before. He went to the botanic class teacher right away. His name was Gargoyle.
Sakar: "Mr. Gargoyle, I accepted a quest to find spirit herbs. I would like to learn about where I can find a spirit grass. I only need one."
Mr. Gargoyle: "Go to the library, on the second floor, at the seventeenth bookshelf, the third book from the left at the bottommost shelf."
Sakar: "Mr. Gargoyle, you are amazing. How did you memorize something like that?"
Mr. Gargoyle: "Go to the library, on the first floor, second bookshelf, third book uppermost shelf."
Sakar was confused. He was contemplating about either the book contained the secret to memory or the teacher was insane.
Sakar: "Teacher can you tell me which page. I don't want to read a whole book."
Mr. Gargoyle: "Go to the library, on the third floor, at the fourth bookshelf, there is a book called 'A GUIDE TO FIND THINGS FASTER WHILE READING', right in the middle, next to it, there is 'HOW TO UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU SEARCH EXIST ON THE BOOK YOU READ."
While the teacher was speaking, he was watering some plants gently. He was wearing glasses and a white coat. He was bald.
Sakar: "What is the plant you are watering teacher?"
Mr. Gargoyle: "Go to the library. On the first floor..."
Sakar interrupted him: "OK, teacher, I understand."
Mr. Gargoyle with a slightly annoyed tone: "There is a book called 'HOW TO EFFECTIVELY LISTEN TO OTHER PEOPLE' on my personal bookshelf right there."
Pointing to a bookshelf in the room.
Sakar: "I am off, teacher."
And he left the room thinking; 'I wish the real-life would be as easy as it is in the Sexylegland...'.
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