Blade Dispatcher of the Road

The air was heavy and cool in the valley. The thick fog rolled across the dense forest floor as our hero descended further into the deep narrow valley. The compression felt comforting against his body. The lack of visibility did not. He continued down, following the game trails. Although, he could not yet see the winding creek, he could hear the water rushing around the rocks below.

He wanted to stop and check the map, but the fog had engulfed everything, and he couldn’t see his own hands clutching his bow. He needed to reach the fallen trees covered in mushrooms. There would be his best chance to find a Dirt Pig. Their incredible sense of smell made them a valuable ally in the deep valleys blanketed in thick foreboding fog. He had packed many items specifically for the task of befriending a Dirt Pig: Apple cores, corn cobs, an old head of cabbage. These delicacies would surely be enough to win over a newfound companion and together locate the secret hatch door.

He stopped suddenly as the sent of Kobold crossed his nostrils. He was close. He could smell their stench even days after they were gone. The smell of Kobold was strong enough, many could smell it, but a Dirt Pig would be able to smell them underground and track them as they moved throughout their elaborate network of tunnels.

He reached the bottom of the valley and the sound of pigs rooting for mushrooms could be heard above the rushing waters. A smile crept across his lips.

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