[F17/SP] Battle of Wolf and Donkey<<Challenge of Olympus>>

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Reinholt sets his hammer down on his anvil and wipes the sweat from his brow. He had just leveled up his Blacksmith skill and completed his Daily crafting. He had made a couple items but they perfect quality sword was still out of his reach. He would make it one day, but until then it he would settle with gathering EXP to level himself up. With an accomplished smile he begins to leave his forge, walking down the steps to his actual shop. As he steps down the first step when he receives a notification. Pausing, he opens it up and glances through it. "The 17th floor? Why would I get a quest way up there?" He sits down on the stairs and begins to research what kind of quests a player his level would get called to up there. After awhile he finds nothing and frowns. On one hand, going to the 17th floor could be stupidly dangerous, but surely he wouldn't get a quest notification if it wasn't something he could do. With shrug he stands and walks to his living quarters. "Only one way to find out."

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He closes the door to his shop behind him and locks it. He had equipped his Dragon Bone armor and wore his normal red 'poncho over it and clunks down steps that lead to street level. He wonders through Nimbus toward the Teleporter, his menu pulled, still trying to figure out any information about this rare quest he had been offered. He grumbles sourly and swipes his menu away in frustration. For all he knew he was walking to his death, or he could be walking into a great thing. He didn't know which was what was frustrating. If He knew what he was doing or was expected, he could prepare. But all he knew was it is a rare, solo quest. He steps onto the teleporter, "Teleport Spartaia." He murmurs and teleported up to the 17th floor. Once materialized he couldn't help but smile. He enjoyed classic Greek tales and it felt like he just stepped into one.

Edited April 25, 2018 by Reinholt

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Reinholt looked around in wonder. Spartaia was beautiful. The NPC townspeople were all dressed in Greek clothing and he grinned as he stepped off the teleporter. As he looked around he started to hear shouting coming from the east. Panicked shouts. He spins, his hand on his the hilt of the sword. He was pretty sure this was safe area, what was all the screaming about? Between the shouts he hears what sounded like horse hooves on the cobbled roads. Suddenly an armored Saytr springs into view. It wore a buckler on one arm and carried a spear in the other. It dashes up the street making a bee line toward Reinholt.

Reinholt sets his feet and prepares to draw his sword, but the Satyr stops well out of combat range and bows it's head. "I am called Anitolous. I am here to see to your safe passage to Mt. Olympus, for Hephaestus has summoned you."