Narrator: A certain great warrior goofs off in Treebuko, takes on an apprentice, and casually chops up a few little monsters...
"Narrator, quit spouting nonsense!"
Violet runs a hand through her short hair and leans on her greatsword, wearing a kind smile.
Narrator: Ahem. Actually, this is a story about a warlord saving the world in Treebuko, forming a starting party, and causing trouble everywhere.
P.S. If I have time, I'll post one chapter a day. If not, I'll use up my backlog. And when that's gone... well~ (strokes chin)
