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桑原 依里
What a day it had already been. Yori spent most of his morning going over a list of casualties from the war. Some were soldiers of the guild who perished in battle; others were innocent bystanders caught in the crossfire. Old, young. Male, female. Human, creature. This list contained the names of multiple people of varying backgrounds. And to make matters worse, it didn't even provide an accurate representation of the total lives lost, considering there were still people unaccounted for.
A part of Yori felt as if he were to blame for this mess. After all, he could not even save the life of one man. He had begun to question his strength, a feeling that came new to the adventurer. There was no doubt in his mind that if he had more power, then maybe he would not be reading an essay. Yori could not recall a day that he had seen the guild as busy as it was today. For starters, a ginormous crowd of reports and onlookers lined up at the guild's entrance, so the guards held them off. And boy, were they persistent. One reporter even kicked a guard in his netherregions trying to get by. Then there was the abundance of patients in the guild's infirmary. It got to the point where they eventually stopped accepting incomers due to the sheer amount.
Everything was a shitshow. Showers were limited to ten minutes max per person, and there was a lack of rags and towels, so people had to share. Food was scarce and harder to come by now, so the higherups agreed to ration it to ensure everyone's survivability. The giants had did a number on the North's most prized spots. For instance, Rush Valley contributed to the war effort by supplying the guild with weapons and armor. However, their machinery, tools, and establishments were targets for the giants.
For these many reasons the adventurer found himself at Rush Valley this evening. He had planned to do his part and pay his respects to the people; hopefully, then his concious would be clear.
A part of Yori felt as if he were to blame for this mess. After all, he could not even save the life of one man. He had begun to question his strength, a feeling that came new to the adventurer. There was no doubt in his mind that if he had more power, then maybe he would not be reading an essay. Yori could not recall a day that he had seen the guild as busy as it was today. For starters, a ginormous crowd of reports and onlookers lined up at the guild's entrance, so the guards held them off. And boy, were they persistent. One reporter even kicked a guard in his netherregions trying to get by. Then there was the abundance of patients in the guild's infirmary. It got to the point where they eventually stopped accepting incomers due to the sheer amount.
Everything was a shitshow. Showers were limited to ten minutes max per person, and there was a lack of rags and towels, so people had to share. Food was scarce and harder to come by now, so the higherups agreed to ration it to ensure everyone's survivability. The giants had did a number on the North's most prized spots. For instance, Rush Valley contributed to the war effort by supplying the guild with weapons and armor. However, their machinery, tools, and establishments were targets for the giants.
For these many reasons the adventurer found himself at Rush Valley this evening. He had planned to do his part and pay his respects to the people; hopefully, then his concious would be clear.
Last edited by Kuwahara Yori on Thu Jun 09, 2022 7:47 pm; edited 3 times in total
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