Chickenhare
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I sat at my desk within my room, mumbling words of frustration as I studied a crinkled map. A sigh left my lips when a knock on my door caused me to raise my head.
"Come in!" I called out while standing up from my chair. The door creaked open and in walked one of my personal servant, you. A smile spreads across my face.
In your hands was my freshly sewed leather jacket. I had accidentally torn a piece of the clothing during sword practice for my upcoming adventures.