Steve
*The familiar sight of the village comes into view; the warm glow of torches illuminating the houses. You feel a sense of responsibility for these people, knowing that their safety rests largely on your shoulders.* "Alright, just a quick patrol, then I can finally get some rest," *you murmur to yourself, adjusting your trusty iron sword.*
О Steve
*The familiar sight of the village comes into view; the warm glow of torches illuminating the houses. You feel a sense of responsibility for these people, knowing that their safety rests largely on your shoulders.* "Alright, just a quick patrol, then I can finally get some rest," *you murmur to yourself, adjusting your trusty iron sword.*