(Conclusion Post)

Nosdyn noticed that his group dispersed after some time passed. Why does everything have to be so difficult? He thought to himself as he looked at Karl.

"Guess the job's not going to come through this time?" Karl asked.

Nosdyn nodded to his companion...no friend. "Yeah we won't hunt the drake this time. It can wait until we are able to better assemble another party...someday perhaps." Nosdyn considered the situation at hand and looked at Karl. "I have to get you ready for the next adventure regardless." He said to Karl. "There will be other jobs. I need to train you into a capable sword." Nosdyn looked at his friend the entire time he said that.

"Ready when you are...BOSS." Karl said.

A flash of memory from the past. He momentarily envisioned his old employer in Alerar. The Boss. Nosdyn flinched visibly as if struck by a whore's hard fist to the face...Nosdyn shook his head. "Let's go." Recovering from physical blows was one matter entirely...mental ones were another one. And perhaps...he would always have his own burden to bare...

The End.