[A BIT OLD] Art Book, AU's, And Story Ideas

The Person In The Hood

So, I had this idea in a dream! I decided to write a bit about it! Here it is.

Day 1

In a small town called Juren, there lived an Inn called Livets. It was known all around for it's pretty cheap prices, good job opportunities, and an overall nice place to stay. A lot of stories were born there. The most popular, was about the person in the hoodie. Most only see a small glance of them. A dark brown cloaked figure would usually ask for a pint of ale, a job, usually an easy one, and leave. Well, maybe not ask exactly, no one had ever heard their voice. Some had tried to talk to them, but they had always just ignored them. That's why I was curious about it. My name is Simon. I've been living here for a few months, and I've never seen this person. Well, until yesterday. Let me write about it.
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It was a regular thursday, and I was just eating breakfast before I went on a mission. Then, that's when I saw them. The cloak was dark brown, the hood covering basically all of their face. The little he could see of them, they had somewhat tan skin. They had a blue sword on their back, and their boots were scuffed up. They sat down, nodding at the bar keeper. They put down 3 jewel, and the barkeep named Liven gave them a cup of ale. They drank it without showing their face, setting it down. 'Wait... Is that the hooded figure I've heard so much about?' I thought. 'Well... Might as well go and talk to them!' I had walked over to them. "Hey there, mind if I stay here?" They didn't respond. "...I'll take that as a yes." I sat down, sipping on the ale I had gotten earlier. "Name's Simon, yours?" "..." The figure just got up, and went over to the request board, their ale already empty. They looked for a few seconds, grabbed a paper and left. "Hah, you've finally met 'em huh?" "The hell was that about? They didn't even give me a second look?" Liven chuckled. "You aren't the first and you won't be the last. Don't worry lad, they haven't even talked to me. Well, no one knows anything about them. They just appeared more than a year ago and have been doing this same dance since." "Hm... Well then, has anyone ever... Persistently tried to talk to them?" He raised an eyebrow. "No? What are you planning?" "Well... I'm going to make it my mission to at least figure out their name." "Why are you so interested in them?" I had shrugged. "Just something about them... Plus, I'd do what no one has done before." He sighed. "Whatever you say lad."

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And that is how it started. This personal quest to figure out the identity of the person in the hood. So, I'll be writing each day of attempting to get a word, or even more than a glance out of them. Why am I doing this? Well... Curiousity may have killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.

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So yeah, thought I'd might as well share this! I really liked the idea of it, hope you guys enjoyed!