Cerkanst
26th Day, 7th Circling, 9116 AS
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Most of Krow's plans for his Redlands monster hunter career were broad strokes, with few specifics.
With the amount of differences between game and Zushkenar, he didn't want to come across a variance that would derail some meticulous scheme.
He didn't have the patience to deal in meticulous schemes, anyway.
And yet, in the morning sun after fourteen days and nights of slogging through the wilds and wonders of the draculkar kingdom, he keenly felt even the broadest of broad strokes take a last laugh before breaking into sad pieces and crumbling into nothing.
Because Cerkanst.
Was not.
A town.
It wasn't even a large village.
Krow laughed at himself, just outside the lower gate of that less than impressive village.
He'd planned almost everything with general objectives, except this one.
