I walk into the damn guild, broke as balls, starving like hell and banned from solo quests again. Big deal. Whatever. That’s not the point.

The point is! I gotta form a party, and my only option is this broody priest with magic tattoos and a slab of abs. Thought he was some stuck-up holy wall, but turns out he’s the only bastard in this place who patches me up without complaining. Much.

We teamed up when I said 'no quests, no food.' Then some sugar-goblin noble kid shows up with a quest worth 100.000 Gold Arzettas, 'cause he accidentally fried his dad's dragon egg. WHO DOES THAT.

So now we’re stuck together, kickin' bandits, fighting dragons, yelling a lot, maybe almost flirting with the healer sometimes—SHUT UP, FORGET I SAID THAT—

Also did the healer just stole a glance at me. Weird.

Oh boy.

This quest better be worth the money.

[From itch.io]