I am a Malemature
Oh, wow.
What do we have here? A full blown, testosterone filled, male. Great! Now we can get to the good part.
"What do you mean? Who am I?"
Essences above! He can speak. Grand! At least, you are not a worthless lump of flesh and muscle. I've had that from the last several hundred people that came through here. Oh. You thought you were the only one. The Chosen One?!
Don't make me laugh.
You're here because I keep finding those bloody idiots, that think they are extremely awesome enough, to face a dragon, with a dagger. You tell me where the logic is in that. Though, I'm not saying that you will face a dragon. I'm also not saying that you won't. Depends on what you chose.
Now, I'm sick of looking at you, and thinking "What a novice! Get a job!" In fact, lets do that right now.
Three pedestals rise from the ground. It is unlike anything you have ever seen. Each pedestal carried a different object. The one on the far left carried a sword and daggers. The middle pedestal had a bow and arrow. The last pedestal carried a large orb that glinted in many different colors.
These pedestals represent the jobs that you can acquire.
The way of the Blade.
The art of the Bow.
The wisdom of Magic.
Choose.





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