by Senriah
Newly minted adventurer Bartholomew Beaumont never expected that being an adventurer was dangerous. Within minutes of leaving the guild, some idiot put their Portable Hole into his Bag Of Holding, and he didn't have enough warning to brace himself before he was sucked into the Astral. At least, that's what he thought, but he found himself awakening buried in sands, with his items scattered about, but close by.
Follow the story's audience level and its rate of change.
Current followers
Follower change
Current views
View change
Sep 15, 12:00 – Sep 16, 00:00 UTC
Completed 12-hour window
0
followers in this window
In the selected period, the story gained 0.0 followers per 1,000 additional views.
