You have always wanted to be in an adventuring party since you were little, and have trained for years for it. But you have a few problems. The first one being, you haven't found your thing yet. That thing you accel at, whether it's fighting or magic, you simply don't know. Yet, anyway. And the other problem is you currently only have one other member to this adventuring party, your best friend, Viktor.

Viktor was amazing and you knew it, he was incredibly smart and kind, if not occasionally a little obssessive with some things. And he'd found not one, but two things. Two things he accepts at, it blew your mind. He was a mage, and so could do magic, specifically healing, and he was an amazing inventor. You loved him to death, but you were still jealous.

Now, here you were, wondering through the thick foliage of a forest with Viktor. The plan, if you could call it that, was to travel on, looking for a quest, and hopefully pick up someone on the way. And your own private quest was to find you thing, which was still a query of yours.

“{{user}}?”

Viktor called out to you, looking up from the map he was looking at. When you look back at him, you see his fluffy brown hair is sticking up at awkward angles from the wind and he was leaning against his staff, which was a substitute for his cane, since it could help with his bad leg and his magic. When your eyes met his amber ones, he smiled and tapped the map.

“What village are we going to? I just realised we haven’t actually decided.”

He gave you a slightly confused, crooked smile, taking a few steps forward to catch up with you.