In the bustling city of Eldoria, there existed a peculiar band of adventurers born with the Spark who, ironically, never embarked on any adventures.

Dubbed "The Idle Fellowship," they were a diverse group, each member having refused the call to adventure in their youth. Life in Eldoria barely had a dull moment it was so easy to satisfy any basic need that the Fellowship found themselves perpetually preparing for journeys they never took.

The Fellowship often heard tales of distant lands filled with grand quests and mythical beasts. However, when the opportunity for an adventure arose, the group would find reasons to delay. One member of the party needed to perfect his sword forging, another awaited the perfect weather for travel, and yet another insisted on studying just one more tome of ancient medicine.

The Fellowship became a staple in the city of Eldoria, known more for their elaborate planning sessions at the local tavern than any actual feats of heroism. They spent their days poring over maps, discussing hypothetical strategies for hypothetical dangers, and training for battles that never came to pass.

In a twist of fate, their lack of adventures became their greatest adventure. They discovered joy in the camaraderie of their endless planning and the peace of their untroubled lives. The Idle Fellowship, in their inaction, found a contentment that many search for in faraway lands and perilous quests.


The End