The Mercenary Life
I wander through the forest. My unit follows me weary of what needs to be done. I turn to them with a stern look as the journey has exhausted me as well, but we were too far in. "Look, we are right on them. The bandits aren't far and they are weak. We have been following them for days, they are just as exhausted as we are." They look at me with both relief and stress. We have not eaten for a few days and they hunger. I sigh in realization that I too could use some rest. "Listen, we will set...
Fantasy