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    Arriving to where everyone was bustling about, Midas gulped and could only hope all the weapons were taken. His heart fell to his stomach when he gotten up to the table and barrels that were storing the weapons. He was hesitant, trying to take as much time to go for a weapon. Stalling and stalling was all he could do. Midas really did not want to do this. Apparently, all of his stalling caught the eye of a certain Fire Draken.
    “What are you doing boy?! You have no time to sit and twiddle your thumbs figure out what weapon! Pick one and go boy!” Oren said while standing behind Midas.
    “I-I can’t!” Midas panicked.
    “What do you mean ‘you can’t’?! Grab a weapon and go!”
    “I can’t! I can’t fight!” Midas tried to reason with the older Draken. “I don’t think I can do it sir!” Tears were welling up in his eyes and his vision was blurring. Midas felt firm hands on his shoulders. Oren was staring him dead in the eyes.
    “Don’t think. Just do.” he said soft but firmly. Grabbing an oaken staff and thrusting it into Midas’ hands, he let go of him. “Now go!” Not knowing what to do, Midas grips the staff and follow to where the other teens are.

(Word Count: 217)
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Again, I apologize if I got the other characters wrong ;w; Wonder why Midas can't fight... hm...

20 | Bust x2
55 | Detailed Background
10 | NPC
30 | Shaded x2
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115 EXP

115/3385
Midas is Level 24!

Midas, art (c) Me

Description

    Arriving to where everyone was bustling about, Midas gulped and could only hope all the weapons were taken. His heart fell to his stomach when he gotten up to the table and barrels that were storing the weapons. He was hesitant, trying to take as much time to go for a weapon. Stalling and stalling was all he could do. Midas really did not want to do this. Apparently, all of his stalling caught the eye of a certain Fire Draken.
    “What are you doing boy?! You have no time to sit and twiddle your thumbs figure out what weapon! Pick one and go boy!” Oren said while standing behind Midas.
    “I-I can’t!” Midas panicked.
    “What do you mean ‘you can’t’?! Grab a weapon and go!”
    “I can’t! I can’t fight!” Midas tried to reason with the older Draken. “I don’t think I can do it sir!” Tears were welling up in his eyes and his vision was blurring. Midas felt firm hands on his shoulders. Oren was staring him dead in the eyes.
    “Don’t think. Just do.” he said soft but firmly. Grabbing an oaken staff and thrusting it into Midas’ hands, he let go of him. “Now go!” Not knowing what to do, Midas grips the staff and follow to where the other teens are.

(Word Count: 217)
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Again, I apologize if I got the other characters wrong ;w; Wonder why Midas can't fight... hm...

20 | Bust x2
55 | Detailed Background
10 | NPC
30 | Shaded x2
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115 EXP

115/3385
Midas is Level 24!

Midas, art (c) Me