The warrior stood resolute in front of the castle, his mind fueled by determination and a burning desire to reclaim his lost sword. Acknowledging the futility of his current situation, he realized the need for a formidable weapon.
Recalling a friend from his past, a skilled blacksmith and guardian of legendary weapons, the warrior considered that this friend might hold the key to the location of his sought-after sword.
Aware that his friend had passed away years ago, given the time shift he experienced, the warrior speculated that the blacksmith's grandson might have inherited the knowledge and passion for weapon making. It was a common practice for people in this state to continue their fathers' professions.
With an unwavering resolve to track down the grandson and uncover the whereabouts of the legendary sword, the warrior embarked on a journey across the lands surrounding the castle. After a horseless and days-long trek, he reached a secluded village nestled among picturesque hills and valleys.
The villagers spoke highly of the blacksmith's grandson, commending his skill in carrying on his family's legacy. Armed with their guidance, the warrior made his way to a modest workshop on the village outskirts.
Approaching the workshop, the rhythmic clanging of metal on metal reached his ears. Pushing the door open and entering, he discovered a young man diligently working on an anvil, sparks flying.
The blacksmith's grandson looked up in surprise at the warrior's entrance, and a glint of recognition appeared in his eyes.
"Are you the renowned blacksmith's grandson?" inquired the warrior.
The young blacksmith paused in his work and responded, "Yes, I am the one you seek. But what brings you here?"
Fatigue and hope infused the warrior's voice as he explained, "I've come seeking information that your respected grandfather once possessed. Information that could aid me in locating the fire breathers, a legendary sword."
The blacksmith's grandson considered the warrior for a moment, then set aside his tools. "Our old man was willing to give everything to find that sword," he said with a touch of pride. "Regrettably, he couldn't."
"How do I find the sword?"
"There is a daunting test amid the northern mountains. If you pass, it will yield a key. However, the true challenge lies in reaching the chest holding the sword, situated in a magical swamp that no one has successfully crossed."
"Where is the swamp?"
"A few kilometers north of the mountains."
Grateful for the shared information, the warrior nodded and expressed his thanks before departing. Once again, he knew where his journey must lead.