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Well that was out of the way. Now to saddle up his faithful steed. Mortimer was his friend since childhood. He just knew it. Didn't full understand why but didn't care to know. As he got the food situated for the Quest the youth looked at the terrain ahead. It was dangerous, he was partly glad to be going at it along to be perfectly honest. He didn't want to tie up others with his slowness or get caught up in drama. Sighing the youth guided Mortimer out to a certain point before pulling himself onto the creature.

As they made their way out. Just him and his horse. Just him and his beloved majestic steed. Hearing the crowds cheer he raised his hand in mock wave. Mortimer glancing up like his rider had gone insane. The steed put up with it due to the youth always sneaking him sugar cubes. That was all he was good for in the horse's mind. Sugar. Cubes. As Koray let his mind wandered again to the imposing figure he would make on Mortimer in a Knight's gear. He was so caught up in his own mind the youth didn't notice the low hanging branch....

Or the Hive of Bees.

Nope didn't see either of them. Poor thing. The mock wave is what did him in. As they passed under it his raised arm smacked the Hive. Angering the monsters inside. Once sparked the youth was thrown, saddle bags and all as Mortimer ran off. After running for his own life the youth grumbled.

"I take that back...next steed is named Marvin."

-AHAHAHAH no....wrong dice-

Arriving at the summit the youth could only praise his ancestors. Now...what the heck to do? He looked around for the Artifact. Spotting a chest the youth made his way over, laying down the bags and running fingers over the box. Smiling he was about to open it when a aged withered voice startled him.

"Young adventurer!"

"Yes..." he turned and bit his lip to keep civil. "Sir?"

"I am the wizard of this Summit. Here. A gift for making it this far...." the old man set down a parcel of more food. Well...

"Thank you...I guess..." he said and looked up to not see the old man again. "Where the? Oh forget it..." he turned back and opened the chest. In it was a pair of leggings. Okay...that works! Standing tall with the leggings in hand he played his own victory diddy before stowing them away. He then started the trek home. Spotting Mortimer on a path nearby he shouted out. "OI!!! YOU BETTER KNOW A SHORTCUT HOME!!!!"

He jogged up and climbed on the horses saddle after getting everything in order. "Leaving me like that...jeeze...all right. Lets go home."

Mortimer took him home.