Nothing can prepare our young warrior for the trials ahead! The sort of intense, magical dangers that will face him on his road to either ruin or legend! What will he see, what will he do, and most importantly, what will he loot? The question dear viewers, depends on the great spinning wheel of fate...<br/><br/>Oh such a road of majesty beauty and danger, our young warrior by the name of Alexander braves the road ahead, searching for his destiny. Too bad such a road has yet to see of anything of even remote interest, having spent weeks by now walking along the dirt road in now to be the middle of nowhere. By nowhere, of course, being literally nowhere. The trees give sight to just more trees, with the splattering of more trees, and maybe... just maybe... more trees! Such a road must end somewhere, a road leading to nowhere that came from nowhere. The only landmass of note being the ever looming northern mountains of the land of Grustnham.<br/><br/>Upon viewing such a mountain range in the late afternoon, our new brave adventurer sees... rainclouds start to form and roll over the peeks. A break in the mundane travel, to only get washed out by a freak thunderstorm to come.