A lone creeper approached the village wall. Hunter drew back her bow and prepared to start and end the battle with a well placed arrow. Suddenly, a voice within the village shouted, “NO! WAIT!” and a young NPC ran out in front of the creeper and talked to it. Everyone,, including Gameknight, was astounded. The NPC returned with the Creeper, and before he could say anything, Gameknight asked, “Ok, who are you?” The NPC looked at him, and he noticed his smock was constantly fading, changing from one color to the next. He said, “I have no title. I was always an outcast. Because I UNDERSTOOD the mobs. I am the One who Passes Between.” “How did you make your smock like that?” Gameknight asked. He replied, “I found some name tags in a dungeon and convinced the Zombies there to give me them. Then I Got a couple of Jeb sheep and sheared them, using their wool to make my smock.”
To be continued…

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