I turned in my rewards and received 108 copper, or in other words, one silver and eight coppers. Due to my surplus amount I was promoted to the next rank and was now F-rank.

I took a quest that dealt with a pack of wolves that were further south of the forest I just came from. It was a quick travel because I was sort of familiar with the area already.

I had a few more coins because I sold my extra swords to a blacksmith before I headed out. When I was there I had seen a gorgeous claymore greatsword that practically screamed my name. Sadly, It was seven silvers. Way out of my budget range. I'll definitely come back.

If I had to guess, I would say it is around 1400, the day was still young. I made it to the location around 1425. I tilt my head in confusion at a group as they cut the ears off of the wolves. A sign they killed them. Which is not right, they did not take the quest at the board so they are basically quest stealing. They'll probably say that I could not handle it so they lended a hand. They'll reap all the rewards for themselves....Not while I am here.

Fuck these guys.

But there is four of them.

It's not like I am invincible. I turn on my heel and proceed to show myself out. I grumble to myself as I made a trip for nothing. They can keep this shitty quest.

A girlish voice calls out," Who allowed you to leave? Hand over all your valuables and scram."

I turned my head to see the same scarred face. She was smirking madly, thoughts of revenge running through her mind by the second.

I sprint as far as my pre-adolescent body could take me.

After running for however long, I check to see if they gave chase. They did not.

I turn around to put as much distance between us as humanly possible, but I heard a twig snap.

I duck low in time for a whistling sound to ring out above my head.