- PoV: Quinlan -
I simply strolled into the warehouse without anyone even attempting to halt me.
The absence of guards here was no big surprise- they're all out there, fighting the monsters, leaving this place undefended. It makes sense; who would bother protecting a stash of common army trash?
Because that's what this is, a simple warehouse holding everyday army items.
I push through another crate of mundane supplies- swords, spears, and shields. It's all the kind of low-tier gear that wouldn't fetch more than a few coins in any market.
[Steel Sword]
[Rarity: Common]
[Skills: Empty]
The items I find are basically replicas of the arms I looted from the hobgoblins back then. They are useless to me because I can't carry all these to level up my Thief class anyways as due to their low value they would barely provide any experience points.
