Going on a Rampage.

When we reached the entrance of the village. Gobsmacked. Absolutely. Gobsmacked. The village carried an ancient aura with kids playing on the streets, players who were selling or had set up stalls; with the edition of the jolly and vibrant mood going on... it seemed surreal.

We noticed the largest house in the horizon sitting near a crystal blue river bank and surrounded with plants/weeds/trees. We opened the door to find a senile man, nearing his 90s rocking on his chair with his gaze focused upon the book in front of him.

"Ding! You have entered The Village Chief's House!" A voice rang inside our heads as we then approached the man and by we I mean me because Liam and Harry were too scared and may or may not have been dragged over by a rope tying them to my back like a baby carrier.

"Ah! Yes! Adventurers, I've been expecting you. My name is Carl Delove the current village chief, may I have the pleasure of your names?" Carl said closing and resting the book onto the round table near him.

"Greetings Chief Carl! It is not your pleasure of seeking our names but our pleasure in seeking your name. This humble one is Owen Augar, my two companions are Liam Smith and Harry Nelson." I smooth talked this adding a hint of ass-licking and "humbleness", with this of course any man/woman...../creature would feel a sense of pride and arrogance. "Chief Carl, me and my accomplices are in search for quests and we would like to ask for your guidance to where help is needed." I continued on not overextending nor shortening it quite a bit.

"Quests I suppose ay? Hmmmmm. Ahh yes! The local Blacksmith ,Gerald Jones, is in need of assistance to do with material gathering." Carl replied stroking his beard as he then sent us out before reading the book again being immersed within the contents. I somehow managed to caught a glimpse of the title.

<1000 Ways to Pleasure A Man>

I shivered intensely and quickly ran out until remembering where and how do I find the blacksmith.

"Excuse me."

Passerby A: Who me?

"Yes you..."

Passerby A: Why me?

"Uhh because I saw you first?"

Passerby A: Choose that guy over there *points at Passerby B*

Passerby B: Hey why am I getting dragged into this.

"For fucks sake mate! I just want directions to the smithy!!"

Passerby A&B: Oh thats easy! He's at the end of the district.

I left when I got the instructions but I could still hear them...

Passerby A: Have you seen the guys on his back!?

Passerby B: Yeah! Does he like to do.... that stuff?

I'd like for you to say that in front of my fucking face bitch, let's see you say those words again. I thought inwardly sentencing him to death over a million times.

After suffering because of the autistic passersby, I found the smithy that was quite normal then the average one. It wasn't flashy or ancient, it just somehow blended within the town and houses, I opened the door and was greeted by a middle-aged man with a stubby beard and hair that was starting to turn white.

"Ah yes! Judging by your appearance you seem to be the ones known as adventurers!" The middle-aged man introduced himself first.

"I presume you are the Blacksmith Gerald Jones?" I asked with a questioning expression.

"Yes. I suppose you were sent here to assist me?" He replied with a big grin. I don't like that face at all....

"Yes we were sent by the Village Chief." I instantly responded but for some reason... my scalp was tingling.

"Ahhh yes... the Village Chief." Gerald said with a hint of... INFATUATION!? AND BLOODY LOVE?!? WHAT THE FUUUUCK!?? THEY'RE GAY!??! I screamed mentally at Gerald and turned mute the next when he continued. "Very intuitive that man is. Always cheers me up by hitting the spot." His voice became gentler than normal. Spot?! SPOT!?? FUCKING SPOT!??! THEY ARE GAYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!

"Ahem." He said clearing his throat. "I need help with collecting Wolf Fangs. Will you accept my pleas?"

Ding! Local Blacksmith Gerald Jones has issued a quest!

Ranking: Normal

x 22/20

Or.

x 0/10

Rewards:

+100XP

+2 Respect to Gerald Jones.

Repeatable: Yes

Respect? Why would I respect a gay? Wait! Why wouldn't I? I accepted the quest for myself but I don't think the baggages on my back can reach so I untied them and grabbed them while they wheezed and coughed for breathe.

"HEEEAVVVEEEE! HOOOOOO!" I yelled throwing both their heads to the yes.

"WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Harry cried exhilarated.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!! WHY!?!??!" Liam cried... normally. After a few moments of grumbling here and there, we went outside to the forest; we then encountered black wolves instead of the dull gray ones.

Ranking:Uncommon

HP:172/172

Attack: 27

Agility: 19

Speed: 8

Coerced by the Darkness, they have evolved...

I yelped when I saw their gnarly teeth and accidentally threw a at them. The two fangs pierced the 's eyes as it cried miserably and became blind.

O_O

"..." Liam was stunned.

"..." I was stunned.

"Oooo! Good wolfy-san" Harry walked over to the blind wolf and rubbed its fur but it then tried to counter-attack.... "OOOOOOWWWWWWWWWW! IT HUUUUUURT!!!!!" Harry cried as the wolf's jaw snapped on his balls as it threatened to rip them out.

"PPPPPPPFFFFFFFFT....." Me and Liam tried so hard not to die from laughter right there as Harry was trying to open its jaw and let his deflated balls out. Few moments later, the wolf died by Harry's continuous hits on its head with his hands and than began the Wolf Calamity.

Ding! Player has gained an achievement.

You directly halved an entire sub-species of wolves. Good for you!

Double damage to all wolves.