《I am Urist》Day 11 - Part 6 - Learning about Magic Items
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Hot and Baikm came over shortly after Unicy left grinning silly at Urist who was resting. The two talked to him about how they were currently forging up spears, arrowheads, and knives. Each dwarf was given a spear and a backup knife to use. As for the arrowheads they were being saved up for later use in the pit traps near the base and traps for hunting.
They would’ve been used for bows only they didn’t have enough sinew to make any. They could buy the bows on the market, but Urist wanted to save on points in case they had emergencies. For now, archery would be on hold with the exception for Unicy and Urist to use. Speaking of Unicy, Urist was still thinking over what she told him before leaving him to rest.
After mulling over her memories for a bit she remembered a bit of her past. She was a general of a dwarven kingdom once and served under a tyrant king that treated their people harshly and robbed its allies.
She had worked her way up from common blood soldier to the rank of general. Despite the fact that the common people serving in the army were made to be expendable pawns in constant warfare. She had fought through many of these hellish wars and always came out alive until that fateful battle at the capital.
She took to battle with her retinue of Horse Archers to face the invading enemy with hit and run tactics. Thanks to her and her army they claimed thousands of lives of the invading elves before they reached the capital.
The only thing that was her downfall was that as the enemy closed in her army wasn’t allowed back inside thanks to the gate tightly shut. She yelled at them to open the gates as they had enough time before the enemy closed in. Only for the cowardly king to standing on the wall to give her the order to fight outside the walls saying that it was too late to open the walls.
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They shouted back and forth as she told him they were low on arrows and were already surrounded. If they weren’t let in they would be slaughtered. Her words landed on deaf ears as the king coldly looked at her.
In this time the elves had surrounded the capital leaving no way to escape for Unicy and her army. In a fit of rage, she turned her bow on the king and pierced his brows. In a roar, she leads her band of brothers and sisters forth to defend the capital.
She fought to her dying breath killing all she could to protect her race. She fell finally after killing one hundred elves thanks to a thrown spear that impaled her skull.
After finishing her tale she told him as long as he didn’t betray his people; she would be his general that would reap the lives of his foes. That was what she meant when she told him she would give him everything.
His heart started beating wildly over her announcement as he wasn’t ready for until she explained it to him with a blushing face. Although she was a famous Horse Anchor General she could show such emotion meant she was quite relaxed.
Finished talking with the two Uria brought over Urists meal then left. Now all alone in the cave, Urist lay down bored, not able to do anything so he decided to check over the forums and chats he was on.
By now there were tens of thousands of forum posts going around talking now about food, survival, and information on strange creatures. Over to the chats, trade was going pretty high with semi-useful objects being put up for sale. He was put off by someone asking to buy corpses of strong creatures for a nice price.
It made him wonder if this person was the one who bought the tiger corpse for a stupid amount of points. If so how could they have so many points when he noticed that the generation was around 1.5k. That was thanks to the new base being added with point gain being increased every day ever so slightly.
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Thinking about points now Urist decided to check the market to see if anything could be sold to increase them. Doing a few searches he found a section about magic items that had the effect to increase points generation by equipping them and doing tasks.
I wonder how much it costs?
Having curiosity taking hold, he looked over the items price and wanted to curse. For a tier-one stone pendant that could increase points by 1% it cost a ludicrous 1500 points.
He wished he could throw the screen in anger at how much of a rip off that was. But calmed down, as he thought about the magic items, meaning they should be craftable. On that line of reasoning, he decided to check a tech on how to craft Tier 1 magic items and found a book costing 500 points.
Which was much more manageable for someone at his poor lifestyle. He brought the book without a second thought and began to read the book in earnest. He was excited at first, then frowned, and then once again cursed at the requirements.
To create a magic item wasn’t easy, you needed to be a runesmith, a regular smith, and a blood mage. You also needed the main material of the item, blood from a large powerful creature or many small creatures.
And he barely knew anything about smithing except mixing metals and creating a furnace. To make a magic item he didn’t have a clue as to where to begin and how to work the material.
Since he had such useless hands, he decided to never try learning how to do things, instead, he learned how to do the process was done. Those might seem like the same thing, but reading how to drive a car and driving a car are two different things.
Besides that, this book only described the method in detail of how magic items were created. It didn’t have any advanced recipes to go on searching it up each one cost around 100-1000 points for a tier-one recipe making him sigh. He checked for the point increase one and saw the price at 500 points.
Checking out the books of how to learn blood magic and rune smithing each book cost around 400 points almost made him faint with anger. At that point, he might as well summon the two himself and take the two hundred point loss. He had enough to summon them, but he figured he would think about it more. He didn’t want to face a scenario where they needed those points in case they were in danger.
He could only sigh and make a note to get or raise two dwarfs whenever he had the chance to. Swallowing that bitter pill Urist made a vow to check the forums next time before making such a hasty buy ever again. With nothing else to do, he decided to spend the rest of his time surfing the forums before heading to sleep.
Bamboo Seeding timer activated 2 Days 14 Hours 15 Mins
Rat Tide timer activated 9 Days 14 Hours 15 Mins
Beast Swarm timer activated 17 Days 14 Hours 15 Mins
Point Amount: 2993
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