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Eden awoke from his slumber softly. He sighed as he looked outside to see other people setting up shop. "I don't wanna get uuuuuuup. I just wanna sleep..." Eden groaned as he rubbed his eyes. "Well, I guess it's Sunday. Time to see what jobs are available." He said as he hopped out of bed.
Eden walked up to the mirror and took a look at himself. Eden had dark and curly brown hair that went down to his shoulders. His face was chiseled, rugged, and handsome. His dark brown eyes were always vibrant and full of life, provided he be given a proper amount of sleep. He was built like an acrobat, his body was incredibly toned and muscular, and he had a rippling six-pack. While this is the body most men dream of, Eden never felt right in it, though, try as he might, he just couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong. Eden shook his head. He could worry about that later. Right now, he needs to get ready for whatever job he may have to do. He grabbed his staff and put it in its holster on the back of his outfit, which consisted of a Purple long-coat with Red pants, before walking out the door, walking into town so he could find his partner.
With it being the first day of the work week (Eden always took Saturday off whenever possible.), Eden was more than ready for a new week. However, he was not ready for a common thief bumping right into him. The thief was already down the street when he finally got back up. "Stop him!" Came the voice of a shopkeeper. Eden looked at the thief as he ran into the alley. He sighed before teleporting right in front of him. Magic was nothing new to this world. In fact, almost everyone used it in some way, shape, or form. Eden was a practitioner of fire magic, often using it to augment a punch, or a kick, or a smack with the staff, but he does know some arcane magic, such as the teleportation spell. The thief stopped dead in his tracks. "Please sir! My children are starving. We have no shelter, no food, and no money. Just... Please... Don't hurt us." He was hunched over some fruits he had stolen from the merchant. Eden looked into his eyes. He saw the fear in his eyes, the desperation. Eden walked up to the man and put a hand on his shoulder. "I understand." He reached into his satchel and pulled out Thirty gold pieces. "Here. This should be enough to feed your family for a few weeks. I'd give you more, but I kinda need the money myself." He dropped the coins into his hands. "Could you give me the fruits back?" The man obliged, looking truly shocked that someone was treating him this kindly. "T-thank you sir!"
Eden looked back at the man. "Don't mention it. It was the least I could do. I gotta go now, take care!" He said as he walked back to the shopkeeper, giving him his stolen fruits.
Eden made it over to the bounty board a few minutes later, where a young woman stood, waiting for him. She was in her twenties, just like Eden. She had long, curly black hair done up in a bun, which complimented her Green eyes very well. She wore a suit of armor, With a sword in its scabbard and a shield on her back. She held a helmet underneath her armpit. This was Eden's partner, Rachel. "What took you so long?" She said in a scolding tone
"I got held up" Eden replied. "So, what kinda jobs we looking at, Rachel?"
"Well, we got cleaning up a stable,"
"Ew, No. Not after last time. I'm still trying to get the shit smell out of that outfit."
"Finding a lost cow,"
"How the fuck do you lose a cow?"
"And... Investigating the destruction of several Roja caravans."
"Wait... What!? Who the hell would wanna pick a fight with them?" Eden was genuinely unsure of who would. The Roja are descendants group of dragons banished from their main kingdom by the others for reasons that no one remembers anymore. As time went on, they became more and more humanoid in appearance. They still retain the ability to breathe fire, and do have some ridges on their head and hands. Most of them lived in small communities scattered across the world, but some did live a semi-nomadic lifestyle. There were definitely people who hated them, like certain factions of Yeshu, who are people that are much like you or I in appearance, but as far as Eden was aware, none of them were big enough to orchestrate several attacks.
"That's what they want us to find out."
"I guess we're taking that job then" Eden said.
"Agreed." Rachel said as she put on her helmet. "I'll go get the horses."
Eden kept reading over the bounty board over and over. He didn't have any time to think on it as the sound of clopping hooves came up behind him. Eden got up on his own horse. "Let's go," Eden said.
"Right." The two rode out of the town. Little did they know that it would be years before they came back to it.