A mentor hands a fancy sword and shield to a young man. Standing next to the mentor is a woman in a fine gown.
Mentor: Rise, new hero, I have a quest for you! You will accompany Lady Ann on a treacherous journey across the mountains to the capital.
The young hero confidently swings his sword at a tree adorned with hanging vines. Ann reaches after him, her face cringing.
Hero: Do not fear, gentle maiden, for I’ll protect you!
Ann: Wait – that’s a stinging strangleweed!
The hero struggles with vines that have wrapped around his arms, his skin turning blotchy red. The mentor addresses Ann.
Mentor: And your job is to escort him safely to the capital while he takes all the credit.
Ann: Oh goody.
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