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[NRDL]

John the Baker tries to convince the Bridge Guardian to let them pass, citing the righteousness of the cause. Meaning, the bloody demon lord is gonna kill us all, and everyone here is trying to stop that.

[Devastator]

It's probably for the best.  If mosquitos were required monsters, I'd have to kill all of them in each dungeon to properly finish the job.  After all, a True Smitemaster gets all the monsters.

Onwards!

[King Zultan]

I have prepared for the journey, it is now time to get my drunk ass on the donkey and drunkenly stammer about my quest to it and hope it understands me so it takes me to the place to get the thing I forgot what was because I'm drunk.

[Naturegirl1999]

“I’m sorry, after the battle I can help you find century old elm. For now, can you tell me what each potion does?” If there are ice or cold related potions throw them at the orb, if not, pick any damage causing non fire potions to throw at the orb

[ziizo]

*Howl*

Start traveling towards the demon lands, the firefighters can deal with the newly reduced flaming orb.

[SuperDino85]

Unleash a dragon-like growl to show my frustration, then wander in the direction of the dark/demon/ whatever-it’s-called lands, picking up a sword and some fruit on the way

[Glass]

Proceed onwards. If on the way I locate a suitable magical focus that is either for sale or not already the possession of a person protected by law, do what I can to acquire it.

[Didn't notice the river thing.]

Teleport across the river, bypassing the bridge and its toll. Then proceed onwards and search for a magic focus I can make use of.

[CABL]

((Fuck, I've almost forgotten that I was in this game))

Throw an axe at the man with the red flag, then loot his corpse for money he collected from all the tolling he did.
Cross the bridge with my drunken sea raider companion.

[Egan_BW]

I'm Alice, a professional sword retriever! You see, the weaponsmith, she's drunk and clumsy and keeps dropping swords down the well, trying to quench them or whatever, so she pay me a few copper to climb down and get them back for her. I haven't really managed to make money any other way, so that's my profession. This makes me very qualified.

Um, first order is to use my skills to acquire a sword. By which I mean use the money I've saved to go buy one from the weaponsmith, without calling her a fat bitch this time. That would be a terribly inconvenient thing to accidentally do, haha.

[The_Two_Eternities]

Keep heading in the same direction (that is, east, also known as sunrisewards). With any luck, eventually there will be another sign that I'm getting closer to the border.

[The Canadian kitten]

Get a stick and head off for adventure!

[Yoink]

I am Pheldrick the Freelance Executioner.   
For some years now I have made a living by travelling from settlement to settlement of the civilised world (the Kingdom of Light, mostly) and hacking the heads off of its worst criminals. On request I will do most any other method of execution, too, of course - anything from a boring old hanging to the melting of the flesh by means of experimental alchemical concoctions - but a simple swing of the ol' axe remains, by far, my favourite.   

In fact, I have a whole travelling kit of axes strapped to my back, usually covered by a black cape. A variety of axes in a sharp-looking canvas case, custom made to behead or dismember villains of all shapes and sizes! That, along with my executioner's hood and leather bracers, are what I bring to the table and/or (adventuring) party.   
For, while executing executions is steady, fulfilling work, it's not exactly the way to build one's fortune. Now I've decided to turn my particular skillset to adventuring, instead. Once I've retrieved the Sacred Sword my wish will be for a small, humble holding of my own somewhere in the kingdom, setting me up with a steady source of income that I might devote my time to pursuing beheading as a hobby, not a job.   



Acquire a trusty cheap steed of some description, ensure I have sufficient sharpening gear to keep all my axes in tip-top shape, then set off for the demon lands with reasonable haste. I will gladly fall in with any other groups or individuals heading in that direction.