''I doubt it. All kings live in their capital. I could lead you there, but I think the journey won't be easy.'' Pinxviin said, walking past an orc while dropping few coins. It was rare to see any orcs around this town. He didn't want to be a known enemy to them. Probably that orc could spread the kindness, but he was not sure. Reaching the weapon shop, Pinxviin saw it closed. ''It's the undead moi friend.'' A young farmer said to Pinx, ''Peeple's kept seeing undeads so sooldiers bought wepons to defend our town.'' Pinxviin thanked the young farmer who walked away. ''Hmm, perhaps other towns got the 'rifle', and the closest one is the capital. Alright then, we'll head out tomorrow morning to the capital. And there you can speak to the king while I test my rifle.''