It was a day to think, not know. It was a day to glorify your village as it has lived so many years, not to watch the last of your village be burnt. But somehow that day became this way. It was a fine day, at 6:00 in the morning. Zahara and Dwarf of the Gold were setting up their daily animal traps.
"And one more... were done Dwarf of the Gold."It was 7:03 in the morning.The sun had began to form the morning sky. "Yes,traps done.Now Zahara,I can't wait for a piping hot pie this morning.She did promise us one for our hard work,didn't she?" "She",was the assistant food counselor for the village,Erato. Erato was a peaceful village,but it wasn't the greatest. Zahara was the only hunter in Erato,which made it hard,since the food supply was so low.And Dwarf of the Gold was the only toolmaker arisan for Erato,making the technologies not so great. But Zahara has sworn his life to not see one person die at his feet.
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The Reason Zahara Ran to the Capital
AdventureSo, the only Hunter and the only tool smith for one village are living together well. But when papers come to Zahara, a six-day journey turns to a nightmare.
