"I came here because your leader asked me for help. Don't you know that? What mediocrities..." Cursed Swordsman shook his head.
The guards didn't like his tone, but they remained silent. They knew of the man's bad reputation before them. However, he was strong, that was what was needed.
"Okay, you don't really have to know everything. Here, this is the reason I'm here." Cursed Swordsman pulled a scroll from his belt pouch.
Parchment scrolls usually had something important written on them or were taken to guilds to hang a task there. It could be anything, an assassination, a simple farming aid, or something on a larger scale.
On the scroll was a picture of some kind of monster, something that looked like a mixture of an insect and a lizard.
'Great, he did come here to help us after all!' the guards thought at the same time.
