The crowd was wild, and people were pushing each other as John, and I climbed up on the small stage. John walked over to take a seat with his fiddle as I took my spot out in front of everyone.
Once I was standing up front, people started to calm down slightly, but the crowd was still pretty loud. I had picked a story, but I was still unsure how the people would react.
"Okay! My name is Talon, better known as the Nameless God by most of you!" I called out, and the crowd started to get quieter, but some people called out.
"You used to be a Hero, right?!"
"Tell us one of your brave, heroic tales!"
"We wanna hear about how you defeated the Demon King, Keshoc!"
I looked over the crowd and sighed. None of my tales were heroic in what these people expected.
