#fatehung

he’d have to be quick to make it before some lowly thieves managed to stumble upon it before he did  ( where could it be ) ...      but this was his chance ( ! )  —- an opportunity to prove himself and be one step closer to becoming the wizard king ! of course, he knew he would get a mouthful from his captain : ‘prepared to die?’    the words mockingly echoed in his head as eager eyes searched high and low for the dungeon he had only heard rumors of.    perhaps with a bit of magic this would be easier  — —-  

‘ NO ! ’     and what was he thinking ?!    of course !    he didn’t need magic ... and he never did,  ‘ grrrr ... it has to be here somewhere !! ’ he shouted at the top of his lungs,    running at full speed ... as if this was some sort of race, and he was struggling to find his way to the finish line. finally, he comes to an abrupt stop;  dust flying behind him as he cuts his speed, and a determined gaze settling upon stranger.      ‘ HEY ! ’ he shouts, even louder than before. annnd ... he’s running again, eager to close the distance between himself and this stranger.   ‘ what do you think you’re doing .. snooping around !      you’re no magic knight, huh?!  — —  i can tell ! it’s obvious since you don’t have a robe. ’ oh man is he proud of himself !    —- his grin wider than ever, chin up, and arms crossed against his chest ( he wanted to be sure that the stranger could see the emblem of the black bulls on his robe ).     however ... this suspicious stranger could prove to be of some help ...   ‘ who are you ?! a thief ?!    hm ... you don’t seem like a thief    — —  you haven’t happened to have seen a dungeon around here, have you? ’