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Ajanis
Legacy Name: Ajanis

The Angelic Archan
Owner: Marreshaann

Age: 13 years, 6 months, 2 days

Born: October 18th, 2010

Adopted: 13 years, 6 months, 2 days ago

Adopted: October 18th, 2010

Statistics

• Level: 1
   
• Strength: 11
   
• Defense: 12
   
• Speed: 11
   
• Health: 10
   
• HP: 10/10
   
• Intelligence: 67
   
• Books Read: 67
• Food Eaten: 0
• Job: Unemployed

Taking a quick breather, Ajanis paused just inside the cave entrance for a few moments, allowing his eyes to adjust to the sudden gloom.

The young adventurer and his loyal friend, Laskie, had followed the directions outlined in an old journal and set of maps Ajanis had bought off a merchant a month ago. Most of the pages in the journal were garbage to be ignored the ramblings of its writer with doodles and sketches that had nothing to do with the rest of the content. Ajanis had to spend a couple weeks sifting through the journal just to find the relevant information.

The work, though, should be well worth it. Minion went ahead and was getting excited, which he only did when the smell of gold, silver, and other rare metals hung heavy in the air.

Now that Ajanis could make out the cave,Minion and he pushed forward. They had traveled a long way to get here. It was an unmarked location in the forests south of Veta, and the region was absolutely pristine. Traveling this far hadn't been easy for the pair, but they had't encountered any other individuals lurking about. The area simply wasn't frequently traveled through.

Whoa!Ajanis's deep voice rumbled out suddenly. The path had unexpectedly narrowed, and his paw had slipped on the edge. He managed to steady himself quickly, but frowned at the lack of echo from the pebbles that had tipped over the path. The fact that he hadn't heard a splash or other indicator of the pebbles meeting the ground meant that the cave went deeper underground than it initially had appeared to.

A frown crept across his face. The journal had described the cave in great detail, but somehow, the writer apparently forgot that half the ledge disappeared? Ajanis highly doubted that. The writing was certainly disjointed and difficult to follow, but that was to be expected when the writing outlined the location of treasure. Ajanis was sure that the journalist must have left out the information about the ledge on purpose.

Regardless, this sort of trap was rather mundane compared to previous adventures. Minion simply skipped past Ajanis and led the way. With his smaller build, he would be able to navigate the path more easily, and with his bright white coloringl, it would be easy for Ajanis to keep track of him and follow.

The going was slow and laborious. The path narrowed and widened at random intervals, and the ceiling slowly got lower and lower. Eventually, Ajanis was forced to get on all four paws and crawl, his paws skidding for traction when the path suddenly sloped steeply down. As he slid down, he realized the path was no longer made naturally of rock, as there was no way natural rock would be this slippery.

Water from the floor began soaking through his clothing, and his quick reflexes moved him to use his whip to latch around rock that protruded out from the wall. His sturdy whip stopped him suddenly and halted his decline.

Ajanis sighed and took stock of his surroundings. Below him was the floor made of shiny, black, glass tile. No wonder he had fallen down it. Down the path, he could see water lapping up at the tile, so there was a pool down there. He couldn't see far into the water, and he mentally thanked his quick reflexes for stopping him. It wouldn't have been good to plunge into water of unknown depth and unknown inhabitants. Since he still couldn't see Minion, though, Ajanis figured he must have fallen into the water.

To his left and right were walls made of the caves rock. If he let go of his whip, he could probably touch each wall at the same time. There were no other noticeable entrances or walkways.

Ajanis tugged sharply on his whip, making sure it would hold his weight. Once he felt confident that it was latched firmly to the wall and wouldn't work its way loose, he wrapped it around his left paw. Using that as leverage, he slowly pulled himself up until he was standing again, the ceiling in this area high enough to allow him to stand. He reached out with his right paw and felt along the wall, which was solid enough.

Sidling along, he worked slowly down toward the pool of water. As he prepared to readjust the rock his whip was attached to, he caught a different perspective of the rock wall to his left. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the side of the wall. It only seemed solid! If he peered closely, he could see a gap in the wall that led to, at the very least, a small ledge.

Carefully, he switched his paws around, so his whip was now firmly in his right paw instead of his left. He moved over to the other wall, and pulled himself up on ledge, loosening his whip from its secure place at the same time.

Ajanis glanced around, and noted the small damp paw prints heading down a hidden corridor to his left. He mentally hoped that they belonged to Minion, but proceeded with caution.

Without his friends bright white color to guide him, he stepped slowly and carefully, making sure that there were no hidden traps and attempting to limit the amount of noise his paw steps made. After a few minutes of trekking, he noticed a soft glimmer of light up around a corner. Ajanis tightened the whip in his hand, prepared to use it as a weapon, and crept forward step by step.

As he turned the corner, a soft gasp left his mouth and his eyes widened. Minion came bounding toward him, and Ajanis held him close to his chest as they both admired the treasure sprawling out in front of them.

In his long career of treasure hunting, this was Ajanis's ultimate find.