Viktor had applied to forty-seven jobs in three months. Baker, blacksmith, stable hand, even rat catcher. Every door closed with the same excuse: overqualified, underqualified, wrong experience, no experience. His savings dwindled to copper coins while rent came due. Then one morning, a letter arrived with an offer too strange to refuse. The Adventurers Guild needed someone for a quest nobody else would accept. The pay was incredible. The survival rate was zero percent. Viktor read the letter three times before making his decision. When you have nothing left to lose, even certain death starts looking like opportunity.
