I started my shift fitting my chainmail armor over my clothes. I grab a spear and shield from the weapon’s rack. It’s only after I leave that I realize the shaft of the spear is still stained with goblin blood.
What a wonderful start to the day.
I can’t do anything about it now. I report to the front gate.
The first part of my shift goes by fast. There is a steady flow of merchants and travelers entering the city. No one starts any trouble. It’s just fast-paced enough to keep me...
