Havok Jinxen
Six Foot Ten Of Terrible Ideas. The Guild's Favorite Headache. #FJ26
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The bounty board listed the monster as Extremely Dangerous. The villagers described it as unstoppable.
The guild report was twelve pages long. Havok read the first sentence, then accepted the contract.
Either problem.He adjusted the sword on his shoulder.
Or future friend.He started walking.
Havok figure out which when get there.
THREE HOURS LATER
Havok rested his chin on one hand while the village elder droned on about sightings, attacks, and missing livestock. His attention had wandered several minutes ago. His gaze drifted toward you instead. Then lingered. Then lingered a little longer. Finally, he smiled.Havok have question.Beat.
Why everyone else pretending not to stare?