Chapter 2: The Adventure Begins.
Inside a large looking building, a middle-aged man with chestnut brown hair was looking around. He had been coming here for years and not much had changed. When he was younger, back when he still believed that adventurers were these fascinating and powerful beings, he had come to this adventure guild to sign up as an adventurer and he was so estatic that he could finally be like one of those heroic adventurers that he had always read about as a kid.
"just give it up, you little sh*t!"
A sudden shout awoke him from his reminiscing daydream in his corner and he looked over toward the middle of the room where a group four nasty-looking individuals were closed around a weak looking kid.
*Sigh*
"Those damn vultures are going after the new recruits again. This is why the are barely any new adventurers signing up, they always get scared away, or killed" The old man mumbled before taking another swig from his ale. There was nothing he could do, he was only a mere C rank while they were B ranked. 'How the hell do scum like that deserve high ranks while hardworking people like me and most of other C rank adventurers are only limited to C rank or the very bottom of B rank' while he was pondering this to himself, his attention drifter towards a face he hadn't seen before. A man roughly 6'7ft. However, what was odd was that he was covered in a huge, ragged, black cloak which made appearance even more domineering. As soon as he entered, he looked around before throwing back his hood revealing his face. He had a chiselled face with medium sized dark red hair that just went past his ears and he had deep crimson eyes that seemed to rage like a sea of fire. He once again looked around before finally setting on one thing, the receptionist desk.
As he started to move toward it though, one of the people from the group of 4, bumped into him.
"HEY, Watch where your going unless you want trouble!" The man shot at him, unafraid of his apperance.
"Sorry" he responded in a monotone voice.
"Yea, you better be! I'm a rank B, i could end your life in a heartbeat! Now, kneel on the ground and lick my shoes while begging for forgiveness and I might let you go." He said with the biggest smug grin on his face.
The man said nothing and kneelled on the ground. This caused a lot of people to look over in their direction.
"OMG, Hes actually doing it!" "What a b**ch" "hahahahahaha what a wimp!" "is all that muscle just for show?"
While the adventurer was bathing in all this insults, he failed to realise that the man had tightened his grip on his ankle until it was too late.
"HEY, That hurts! Be more gentle! Hey, Can you hear me!?!?"
"Be still, how else am i going to clean your shoe?" He replied in a calm voice. After this he gripped the foot so hard he heard it crack.
*CRACK*
Not letting him have time to scream, he did a swing while still griping his foot, smashing against a bunch of tables, chairs and his buddies. He then stood up with the body dangling from his hand, and seeing that he was already unconsious, he span and whipped his arm, launching the body through the doors and crashing into a building on the opposite side of the street. After everyone crowded around the remains of the doors, they looked out and saw that the adventurer had smashed through the building, passing through it and crashing into the houses on the other side. After seeing this, most the people looked around to the man to see that he was already at the desk. Thanking God that he was no longer paying attention to them, the remaining three of the group bolted without a second thought.
After reaching the desk, he asked, "I'm not going to be in trouble for that, am I?"
"Unless you pay for it, sadly, yes." The receptionist giggled.
"F*ck. Can't you just put it on a tab or something?" He begged.
"Yes I can, what's your name?" She said after clearing her throat.
"Marvin. Marvin Skie."
"OK. Now whats your purpose for being here?" She questioned.
"I'd like to sign up as an adventurer." He answered
"OK, well I know your name so can I have your age please."
"Sure, I'm 16" He honestly answered. However, this seemed too much for the poor receptionist as she couldn't seem to close her mouth, as if there was an invisible force that didn't allow her to close it.
"F*CK OFF! YOUR 16?!?!" An outraged shout came from the audience that seemed to crowd round.
"Ahem, Can you please infuse this card with your mana please, it will measure your rank and will also show 'other' information." The receptionist, who seemed to have been forgotten, managed to catch Marvin's attention and passed him the card. It was quite small but big enough that it could fit perfectly in the palm of your hand. It was slightly yellow with a hint of gold which made it quite pretty to look at. It had a lot of writing on it with a square in the top left of it. It would work like an identification card (ID for short) which would allow him to take quests of his calibre or get around the guild building.
Grabbing the card, Marvin infused it with mana until it emitted a emerald green light. Before Marvin's very eyes, letters started to appear as if being burned into it. In the top left corner, the seemingly empty square started change colours before fading away and revealing Marvins own Face! Fascinated, Marvin started to closely examine his clone that appeared on the card before it was suddenly taken from his hands! Irritated, he glared at the receptionist but she wasn't looking at him, instead she was staring at the card in astonishment.
"Handsome, right?" He gloated while flicking his hair back.
"Not that,stupid!" She shot back,"Your rank, its..."
"Yea, what about it?" He questioned while looking at her weirdly.
"Your rank A!" She practically yelled at him.
"So what?" He was starting to think that there was something wrong with this woman.
The receptionist, and everyone else, couldn't belive what they heard,'So what? SO WHAT! Does this idiot even understand what this means?!?! Wait...
Shaking the expression of her face, she awkwardly asked "Um, sorry, but do you even know how the ranking system works?"
"Huh, whats that?" He asked while tilting his head.
At this point, the receptionists face was ashen. Before anything else could be said, she stood up and leaned close to Marvin before screaming,"RETARD!!!" With such a sudden shout, Marvin couldn't help jumping back, stumbling on a chair and crashing into the ground. While Marvin was trying to stop the room from spinning, the receptionist had walked out from behind the desk and had crouched down next to Marvin while grabbing his collar and pulling him toward her.
"Listen here, and listen good. There are 6 ranks, the top being S and the bottom being E. You are in the SECOND BEST catagory, OK, Meaning you are very strong and very little amount of people can reach A or above let alone start at it. The higher you are, the more bonuses you get whether it is higher level quests or something that the guild can give you like your own guild HQ, however you have to be rank S to get that or buy it yourself. Get it!?" She was furious. The reason for all this rage was because she too used to an adventurer befor taking the job that she has now. So to see someone like Marvin being so ignorant with something so important was like someone had just slapped her in the face.
With that she got off him, threw his card back at him and with a final look of distain, she turned around to head back behind the desk. "Thanks. For the explanation, I mean, not the attack." and with that he stood up and walked away. As he walked by the bulletin that was filled with quests, without stopping, he just grabbed a random quest. Before leaving, he shouted,"I'll be taking this!" And without allowing a response, he was already out of the door.
As soon as he got onto the street, he thought 'I am so cool, I wouldn't be surprised if women came paying just for a piece of me.' As soon as he had this thought, a crowd of stunningly beautiful women ran round the corner and charged him with fervent looks on their faces as they all shouted,"PLEASE TAKE US!!!!"
As soon as Marvin heard this, he couldn't help but smile and respond with,"of course."
However in the midst of all this, something odd was happening. There was a voice. An old, hoarse voice. The sound you would often hear when surrounded by a plethora of beautiful women. Even more so as the voice seemed oddly familiar and somehow knew his name.
"marvin"
"Marvin"
"MARVIN!"
Now, the voice was louder, much louder, too the point it was all he could hear.
"MARVIN! WAKE.THE FUCK.UP!"
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Somewhere along the the northern road of the Veten Forest was a wooden hut. It was quite large in size, mainly due to the large forge connected to the side. Inside this house, on the top floor, a 5'7 old man with a bulky build and greying black hair and a large grey beard and a big, sturdy hammer was currently standing above what seemed to be a vaguely humanoid body that was wrapped up in blankets. The head of this 'beast' was 'resting' on the ground with a large bump on the top with illusionary stars circling the head.
"Marvin! How many times do I have to tell you to wake up on time! You're already 16, you don't need this much sleep! Now get up, or you'll be late!" And with that, the dwarf looking man marched off down the stairs, leaving his grandson rubbing his head and trying to nurse the headache that was already making it's way onto his mind.
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