"Uh... What is it?.."
"The thing you do for the Healer's House starts soon."
"Right..."
Warwick slowly starts to get up.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, just tired. I'll meet you at the school."
Demoko runs off towards the school, as Warwick heads to the bank.
"Good morning Bebhinn!"
"Good morning Warwick, how can I help you today?"
"I need a couple Holy Waters from my storage."
"Okay, give me one second."
Bebhinn heads to the back for a minute and comes back with two bottles of Holy Water, which she hands to Warwick.
"Thanks."
"No problem! have a nice day!"
Warwick stops outside the bank and pours one of the bottles over his Zeder II.
He pours the other over the Mining drill before putting it up and starting to head towards the Healer's House.
Warwick Reloads the magazines as he walks through the town square.
He shoots down 8 brown foxes that threateningly approach him, picking up 3 HP 10 potions and 46 gold.
"Huh, still works. These things feel great!" Warwick states, looking at one of the guns, as he walks into the Healers House.
"Hey Warwick, can you give me a hand today?"
"Of course, that's why I'm here."
"Great, then take this potion to Endelyon," Dilys states, handing a potion to Warwick.
"I'm on it."
Warwick heads out and slays 11 brown foxes on his way back to town, picking up 6 HP 10 potions, and 75 gold.
"Hey, Endelyon!" Warwick yells out as he approaches.
"Hey, Warwick. I actually don't need any help right now. Could you stop by later?"
"Of course, I'm actually here to deliver a potion."
"Thank you," Endelyon states, as she accepts the potion from Warwick.
"I'll see you later, have a nice day for now!" Warwick yells as he heads off towards the blacksmith.
"Hey, Ferghus, I broke my knife. Can I buy a new one?" Warwick asks while handing Ferghus the broken knife.
"Will that be all?"
"No, I would also like a Gathering Axe and a Pickaxe."
"That'll cost you 970 gold."
Warwick nods and exchanges the gold with him, then heads to the northern road, near the Healer's House.
Warwick spends 3 hours, killing 92 Brown Foxes, and picks up 13 Brown Fox Fomor Scrolls, 10 HP 10 potions, 182 gold, and a Slender Robe, which he puts on.
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After the hunt, Warwick turns in his part-time job and gains 600 gold."By the way Dilys, could you help me learn how to find herbs sometime?"
"We'll see. Is there anything else you would like to talk about?"
"That's about it, I'll see you tomorrow."
Warwick heads out, and it seems like the foxes haven't had a moment to respawn.
Warwick sighs, "One would think that actually being in the game would prevent emersion breaking..." he mumbles under his breath as he heads to the General Store.
"Hey, Malcolm. I would like to buy Introduction to Music Composition."
"That will be 50,000 gold," Malcolm states, glaring at Warwick angerly.
"That's not the right price... Isn't it more like 500?" Warwick asks with much confusion.
"It is for people who ruin relationships. I know it's your fault Nora lost her memories!"
"It's not like I knew that would happen. Besides, it shouldn't have affected you."
"SHE SAID YES!!! I show up for a date, and she had no idea I liked her! She called me a "creeper"! I have no chance of ever being with her, and it's all your fault!" Malcolm yells at the top of his voice.
"Wow! I didn't know you hated her that much!"
"H-How dare you..." Malcolm mutters beratedly, as if all the anger of a volcano, and shock of a lightning storm, was condensed into three hushed words.
"I mean, you only got a chance because I managed to screw things up so badly that she needed the comforting. The gift of forgetting only costed her connection to you, yet allowed her to continue to live in the town she loves, with an uncle who has no reason to be angry at her. You would throw her life out the window by choice just to date her? I mean, I messed up bad, and that's screwed up compared to me by far! I never meant for anyone to be unhappy," Warwick smugly explains, as Malcolm simply stares back dumbfoundedly.
"Despite my mistake, I can fix things for you."
"How?.." Malcolm angerly mutters.
"Before I say, let's make a wager. If I succeed, you sponsor me by providing my general goods needs to ensure my success at saving the world. If I fail, you get to beat me up to my death in any way you'd like. Sounds fair?"
"I'm going to enjoy this," Malcolm wrathfully chuckles as he shakes Warwick's hand.
"I'll be back in a jiffy!" Warwick states as he heads out, and down the hill towards Nora.
"Hey, Nora!"
"How are you doing Warwick?" Nora happily asks.
"Good, just want to clear up something real quick."
"What is it?"
"I completely forgot to remind you about Malcolm. He was there to comfort you, you two connected, and you two were going to go out."
"Really? That would explain the other day..."
"Yeah... He has had a crush on you for a long time. He blames me for you not remembering anything."
"Isn't it true that all this stuff started when you showed up?"
"Correlation is not causation, and even if I did trigger the chain of events, I didn't want anyone's memory to be erased!" Warwick explains, starting to get defensive.
"Don't worry, I believe you. Will you go with me to talk to Malcolm?"
"Of course," Warwick states, as they both head up the hill.
Introduction: A Djinn's Wish
Introduction: The Protagonist
Episode One: Nighttime Detour, A Meet With A Djinn
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