Like a story piece from a Final Fantasy or some kind of RPG

    The town was just awaking as Ino entered, coming from a long journey.  He was hoping to seek medical aid and buy some potions from the item shop.  He wore a brown leather vest with a few pockets which contained small weapons.  He had on a black shirt and a pair of khaki shorts, and to the side of one of the hips hung a sword wrapped in a case.
    Soon after he entered the small town, all the townspeople arose and scrambled through the town to do their daily work.  These people were average folk and did not know of battle, other than the equipment shop owner who, when it came to politics and warfare, not many people in that town understood.  The people had no sense of adventure and encountered no aspects of evil.  And yet Ino was possessed with both of these qualities.
    There was one person at the item shop, a cute young pharmacy girl at the register.  Ino approached the counter.
    "Good morning," he said.
    "Huh?"  The young girl stretched and yawned, and she rubbed her face as if her whole body was not ready to be awake yet.
    "Oh, please excuse me," the girl said, embarrassed.
    "That's quite alright.  My name is Ino."
    "It's nice to meet you Ino.  I'm Lynn.  Is there anything I can do for you?"
    "Yes, I'd like to buy a few potions please."
    "Alright then."  The girl reached behind the counter, then asked him something as if she forgot.
    "What kind of potion would you like to buy?"
    "Just the standard, nothing fancy."
    She grabbed three bottles of potion and set them on the counter.
    "That'll be fourty-five gil please," she said, and she opened the register.
    "We hardly every used to get business here, but recently we've had more customers from outside of the village."
    Ino gave her the money, and said to her while looking out the doorway, "They are wise customers.  They are preparing for the battle of a lifetime, with the hope and pride to save the world."
    The traveling warrior stepped out of the shop and took a breath of fresh air, for he know it would be the last that he would enjoy for a long time.  He was planning on staying at the inn to rest and revive his health, but first he meant to visit the equipment shop, and before he could do that he had to locate it.
    "Excuse me sir," Ino tapped the shoulder of an old man walking by.  "Could you direct me to the equipment shop?"
    "I'm terribly sorry sir," the old man tipped his hat off to show his attention.  "The store closed days ago.  The man who owns the store, Mr. Katara, left on a business trip a week or two ago to make a few trades.  No one has heard from him since.  Not many people here visit the shop, so we're keeping the news to a minimal.  This way the town won't get involved in unnecessary danger."
    "Have you searched for him?"
    "Oh, yes.  Some search squads have been formed, and a few villagers rode out on chocobos just yesterday, but still no progress had been made."
    There was a long pause, and Ino's thoughts began to worry about the incident, and worry that it was not a coincidence.  The old man suddenly looked up as if he remembered something.
    "There was one thing.  A traveler came down here not to long ago.  He was carrying a sword made by Mr. Katara.  When I asked him where he got it, he said that he had returned from fighting a battle against a fleet of monsters.  He said he took it from a monster he had slain, and he noticed it wasn't a monster's sword."
    "That could only mean one thing," Ino's face jumped with discovery.  "He must be in the Mountains of Shadow Goblin, he must be there.  Have you searched anywhere there?"
    "No, we can't.  No one will even enter through the Echo Corridors, not even the chocobos."
    "Well then," Ino drew his sword out.  "I know what I must do.  I will go now to the forbidden Mountains of Shadow Goblin."