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OLD - Week 1 Day 1 Morning

(Note, this is the New first Chapter)

 Seth watched as Lorus held the sword to the man with the hat’s throat, they were both glaring daggers at each other, the man with the hat’s men were tied up behind him were gagged, probably for good reason as muffled shouting could still be heard. The man with the hat spoke up “Lorus, you don’t need to do this, I got a kid back home” Lorus just stared at him coldly and whispered in his ear, “So do I” as he plunged the sword through his neck. His colleagues exclaimed at Lorus, the man with the hat choked once, then collapsed to the ground. Lorus beckoned to his men and they brought up one of the man with the hat’s men. “Now you too, will die” Lorus said to the man, he raised his sword and as he brought it down, Seth jumped in front of the swing, trying to block the sword with his arm, the sword met his arm and...
Seth woke up.
“Another nightmare?” he said to himself, as he rubbed his forehead. Seth decided not to dawdle and pulled himself out of his hammock, he went to the front of his cart and moved on out of the woods.  Today he decided to make some money and go to Macewood to sell his loot. His cart rumbled down the dirt track slowly, Seth was eyeing up the bushes and ditches on either side of the road for bandits. However he did just so happen to miss one hiding in a tree. The bandit jumped down onto the cart and Seth whirled around just in time to duck under the bandits boot as they tried to kick him. Seth lunged at them from his chair, and fell on top of the bandit. Seth grabbed a nearby pipe and pressed it into the bandit's face, pinning them to the floor of the cart. The bandit pulled off their mask to free them from the pipe, revealing to Seth that this bandit was a lady. This took Seth off guard and gave the bandit a second to kick Seth off of her. He was pushed backwards, ending up just shy of falling off his cart, which was still moving. Seth slapped the control panel and the cart skidded to a halt, throwing the bandit off her feet, she hit her head on the way down. Seth went over her as she was lying dazed on the floor, and picked her up from under her arms and piled her off the back of the cart, he searched her and found 2 gold in her pocket, Seth decided to leave it on her. He also gave back her mask. Seth climbed back onto his cart, restarted and resumed his journey.
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