After several days passed, the weekend finally arrived.
For most scholars, it was simply a break from classes and study. For Ruvian, however, this morning marked the day of his first dungeon expedition.
Standing beside his bed, Ruvian adjusted the straps of his equipment while wearing the academy's training outfit.
The dark fabric clung closely to his body, around his waist were several belts fastened together, each carrying small adventuring gear such as pouches, and a simple utility knife.
Over the outfit, he had secured a light breastplate across his chest and a few small armor plates protected his knees and shoulders.
Ruvian moved his arms slightly, testing the fit. The armor shifted a little but remained comfortable. Satisfied, he reached for his wand and slid it into the loop on his belt.
"Alright. All prepared."
