Irwin tilted his head.

" I beg your pardon? The gem box is no more than 15 G. "

He scratched his head.

" Maybe I should be a little more adamant about carving more price handles... Ah well, it's fine. Perhaps I can find something else. Most everything in this store does not go over 35 G, so maybe something else suits your needs... "

In Character Date and Time: Friday 20th of November, UUY1, 8:00 A.M

It started with Darkness. Irwin floating through darkness, stars around him, and nothing of real importance.

He stared out into the dark void ahead of him. It appeared as though nothing were ahead of him.

But upon closer inspection, he saw... himself. A version of him, that looked exactly like him.

It suddenly started to twist, and it's body contorting to a different shape.

It now resembled a monsterous beast, hideous to the eyes, and bearing no resemblance to him at all.

And it opened it's mouth to try and consume him.

---

Irwin awoke with a start. He was sweating. He wiped his head, before he shook his head.

" It was just a dream... nothing more..."

Irwin sighed as he took off his covers, and got out of bed. He had a small shack located near the edge of the local town. His house was sparsely decorated, and was entirely made of Stone and Wood. A wooden desk, and wooden drawers adorned Irwin's bedroom, and after about a few seconds of fixing the sheets, he went down the stairs and outside. The area downstairs had a traditional stone fire oven, piles of wood gathered from those that had naturally fallen, and many stone tools and silverware. He opened the door to his back area, grabbing a towel along the way. There was a pool of water obscured by the immense amount of trees in his backyard, and he usually used it to bath as plumbing was not a deal he wanted, and no one could really see into the treeline anyways.

After bathing, he got dressed, selecting a tan vest and his usual purple pants. He went outside of his house, and after locking up he started off towards the ruined temple.

He whistled a tune as he traveled down the wooded path through Gravelshire into where the old temple complex was.

The temple looked as if it was a grandiose area of worship, with statues and other adornments all over the place. Nowadays, pillars had been toppled over, shrines desecrated, and the place looking worse for wear.

Irwin stepped over a couple of toppled pillars before noticing a glimmer from beneath a fallen log.
Looking under it, he saw an old and rusty metal vessel. He quickly put the log back over it.

" Best to leave it where it is..."

Irwin continued trekking through the abandoned area, before coming across a huge rock formation massively shrinking Irwin. Irwin slowly placed his hand onto one of the crags

" Dad used to tell me of the legend of the Wyrm of Spirits... it only died because it swallowed the blasts of an eruption making a Volcano habitable for years to come... and it's corpse was buried deep within Gravelshire's cliffs... of course that's only legend, and dad loved telling legends."

Irwin sighed.

" If only such things were true. It would be nice to see something as beautiful as a Wyrm of Spirits. "

He wandered around some more, findng mineral chunks like Amber and Ruby amongst other things.

As he carried a bag of jewels and treasures with him, he made sure to say hello to those who waved at him, and nod at those who did not.

He finally came to his little shop, and opened the wooden door.

He placed a small crystal into a stone holding area, as it lit up the room he was in.
He went to the glass in front of his shop, and flipped the sign to "Open".

He grinned.

It was to be a good day.