Snippet #2534989

"On the road. That's a big surprise."

This was the thought of the day for Damian Grey. He had recently helped a province of a kingdom west from his current position from several problems with a bandit clan. He defeated them with a degree of difficulty, as he had to fight them without the use of his own sword as he tied it in its sheath, as part of his vow to not use his knightly relics. He was alone, but that wasn't a surprise. He was a vagabond with a strange sack and a bound sword.

He looked around the vast field the road was cutting through and discovered a village a little ways off down the road. "Hopefully I can rest there for the night." Damian muttered to himself as he headed towards it, hoping for a hot meal, a cold drink, and a soft bed. Such commodities would be a welcome relief to someone like him.