Point-of-View: Argent Stryker
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"Okay, I think this is the, uh...seventh floor?" I frowned uncertainly, as I got down to another floor.
I've been at this for quite a while now, feel like I'm starting to get worn out, more mentally than physically. Oh, but I did encounter some Orcs...just two of them though, one each in the fourth and fifth floors. Or was it the fifth and sixth floors?
Yeah, losing track of time and progress is probably a bad thing. I've still go to find and kill eight more Orcs in order to complete the quest...I've never failed a quest so far, and I have no intention of breaking that perfect record.
"Why exactly are you hunting Orcs, anyway? They may look like pigs, but they taste absolutely foul," Frowned Izzozon in disgust.
"You might have noticed that I haven't been eating the ones I killed. I'm hunting them for their tusks, it's a valuable ingredient in medicines," I explained in response.