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[Monday, 198, unknown time, near a town called "Brinhwed"]

"This is it boys," Said Steven the "great"."Don't worry about the people staring at you; you sure are a marvel to look at... Anyway, we've got the finest breadmakers, Clothweavers, SilkSpinners, Furhunters, Speedrunners, Strong--"
"Please stop that," Interrupted Kevin. "I know we may be in your time frame, but please, we're guests."
"Sorry," said Steven, "Force of habit. I'll try to stop next time. Here, I'll sign you up a guide, because we often have visitors to this town. They come here for rejuvenation, relaxation, anti-hunger efforts, *ererhm*... Sorry. Anyway, there's only one guide availible, but you may not like him.
"Why not," asked Richard.
In a whispered tone, he answered, "Well, a couple of years ago, The prophecy had a vision. It said he would be exiled from this village and sent to the forest in search of the chosen ones, who would save us from an awful demon named Raithrok, also predicted in their foretelling."


In a gruffed voice, someone asked them, "Are you ready?"





who is this voice from? who are the propchecy? who am i to ask all these questions? TUNE IN NEXT TIME!