Bravestone

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Nigel drove the jeep through the jungle towards the bazaar. Y/N was sitting in the passenger seat next to him. The jeep drove up a dirt road on the side of a steep hill. It eventually stopped as Y/N stepped out of it.

Nigel: Once you have found him, meet me at the airstrip to the East. I'll get us a ride to Mount Zhatmire. 

Y/N: Okay, sounds good.

Nigel: Good luck, young lad. 

The field guide gave him a thumbs up and drove away. Y/N turned around and began walking through the bazaar. He saw shops full of unique foods and strange artifacts. Crowds gathered to see a snake charmer lead a cobra in a soothing song. 

Y/N found the place he was looking for and walked inside of a bar. He found people of different cultures and races drinking and having a good time. The young man walked up to the bartender. 

Y/N: Excuse me, I'm looking for someone. 

Bartender: Well, if it's someone you want, we may have them or we may not.

Y/N: I'm looking for a Dr. Smolder Bravestone.

The bartender eyed the young man in front of him. He stopped wiping the glasses and put his hands on the bar. 

Bartender: What is your business with Dr. Bravestone?

Y/N: Purely academic-based. Maybe a bit of scavenging. 

The bartender nodded and pointed over to a lone table. A single man sat there with his head down drinking from a beer bottle. Unlike the other patrons in the bar, this man seemed somber.

Bartender: He's been one of my regulars for six months. I wouldn't get my hopes up about talking to him.

Y/N: Thanks. 

Y/N walked over to the man at the table. When he got closer, he could make out the details on the man. He had a defined muscle structure and firm jawline. His skin was a darker shade similar to someone from the Pacific Islands. He wore a weathered beige shirt alongside a belt that held a machete on his side. Y/N sat down across from the man. 

Y/N: Excuse me

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Y/N: Excuse me. Dr. Bravestone?

Bravestone: Beat it kid. Can't you see I'm busy.

Y/N: Busy drinking away your sorrows? Yes.

Bravestone: What to you want?

Y/N: I need your help. A friend of mine was taken alongside a very powerful artifact. I've heard you're an expert in archeology as well as a pretty skilled fighter.

Bravestone: I was when I had something to fight for. This is where I spend my days now.

Y/N: Okay. But sir, if I-

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