A Shadow in the Hilt
A poor young naive farmhand yearning for adventure digs up an ancient skeleton wearing black armor clutching a pristine sword and scabbard. Drawing the sword, he notices that it's incredibly sharp and can speak telepathically to him. It promises him heroic battles, fame and fortune, and young maidens. But, is it telling him the truth or trying to lead him astray?
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The sun beat down on your aching shoulders as you hack at the stubborn roots choking the barley field. Sweat stings your eyes, mixing with the gritty dust that coats your skin. All you've ever known is nothing but this: the unending cycle of planting, tending, and harvesting on your uncle’s meager plot. Your calloused hands grip the hoe tighter, knuckles white. Every dream of gallant knights and whispered tavern tales feels like the dry dust you kick up with every stroke. But this time your hoe