《Class Neutral: Stranger is Coming》Chapter 5
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Dwelling in the forest. Quest. Melee with the Bear.
I liked the cabin. I was afraid it would look like a big fox hole, but I was wrong. The room was illuminated by the dim blue light of a few mushrooms that grew in a special container on the white chalk-like stone.
There was a lamp on the round oak table, and two massive oak chairs stood nearby. There was a wardrobe with a pile of some old junk and dust.
There were two doors in the cabin: one of them was locked, and behind the second door there was a large pile of dry moss, covered with a large piece of cloth. It must be a bedroom. Well, that’s great.
If I understand correctly, I need to find some creatures, kill them, and then collect any loot. If a flock of the damned hares doesn’t chase me, everything will okay.
Oh, I was so wrong…
Power of the Forest Keeper ran out. The effect of ‘Hugging of Silvan Path’ faded away
I was stunned by the forest noise as if I was awakened by the loud sounds of hard rock at night. The silvan seemed to have created the path for me, so I could get to the cabin and wouldn’t be killed on the way.
Why didn’t I hear any sounds when I came here, but I can hear them now? I’ll figure it out later. Now, I need to hunt for some local animals.
I wandered through the forest for several hours. As I traveled, a wild apple fell on my head, and I scratched my back with wild raspberry thorns. My prey was five damned squirrels, hares, and even a lone badger. I killed them with ordinary stones, which smashed the mobs.
My loot wasn’t very impressive: a pair of squirrel tails, three hare ears, and one badger tooth in addition to my alchemical reserves. I should study alchemy and make some potions out of all the stuff I’ve collected. I wonder why I haven’t found any mushrooms or herbs, though.
It was getting dark.
It’ll take me about an hour to get back to my cabin. So, I better hurry back because I don’t know who I might meet out here at night.
I wonder why I’ve obtained only the fourth level after killing so many creatures. Why do I have so few experience points? I better figure it out quickly.
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“Stranger.” I heard a voice to my right and shuddered. “I remembered one important thing I forgot to tell you.”
You’ve got the quest ‘Training with the Silvan I’
Description: Forest Keeper lives in a dense forest, forgotten by all in the world
He takes care of his possessions and protects them
One day, he saw a Stranger who needed his help in his dream
The silvan helped you; help him now
Requirement: to obtain the fifth level, to explore the forest
Reward: +500 to the experience, + 100 to the reputation with the Forest Keeper
Penalty for non-completing the quest or failure: -100 to the reputation with the Forest Keeper
Will you accept the quest: Yes/No?
Yes, certainly. There’s no need to quarrel with the only intelligent creature here. How forgetful the silvan is! What if a small number of experience points was related to the quest? I wish I could have asked the silvan about that! Where can I find him?
I obtained the fourth level and twenty undistributed stat points. What does the quest ‘Explore the Forest’ actually mean? It seems to me that the territory of this forest would occupy half of Europe. I’ll probably walk around the cabin until it gets dark. Maybe I’ll get more experience points for hunting creatures at night.
On the way home, it dawned on me. I took a lamp with glowing mushrooms, went back to the forest, climbed a tree, and waited. After ten minutes, I dozed off.
The pale light of the moon and a grinding sound woke me. I wish I had not taken mushrooms with me; everything is perfectly visible. I climbed down carefully and went towards the sound.
I felt like I was in a horror movie as the victim went into the monster’s mouth. Anyway, I was very curious and immortal; I had seen a lot. What did I have to be scared of?
Screw it! What a kind of monster scraped rocks with five-foot-long claws! It’s hard for me to describe him. But I will try. The monster was about six and a half feet tall at the withers, and its body was made of bones that were connected to each other in a very bizarre way.
Human skulls were placed on the sides of flexible cervical vertebrae, similar to snakes. They looked around as turquoise lights smoldered in the bottomless eye sockets. Each paw consisted of a large bone with the remains of human flesh around it.
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A bear skull with solid fangs was biting and scratching the stone, and it turned abruptly and stared in my direction. I froze with horror. The sweat rolled from my temples when two eyes, glistening with emerald fire, stared back at me.
Bony Bear. Level 50
Screw it! This creature roared so loudly that a lion’s roar would have seemed a small kitten’s meowing. I rushed away, and the bear followed me. I remembered the place of our meeting because I wondered why this creature had scratched the stone.
I ran as fast as I could, dodging through trees like a hare. Finally, my tactic worked, and the bear hit a tree, which, in spite of the enormous force of the blow, still stood. A familiar tree.
The Stone Lime was much stronger than the downworlder, and it helped me again. As soon as I find any emanations, I will definitely bring them to such a useful tree. The monster’s bones cracked, which made it cry with resentment.
Critical strike! Bony Bear’s damage is 67 health points
Bony Bear’s Health is 933/1000 HP
Bony Bear is injured—‘Broken leg’
I’m afraid I’ll never beat the beast; he’s got a thousand HP! I felt exhausted, so I decided to take a break. I leaned against the nearest tree and closed my eyes.
Injury ‘Broken leg’ is healed.
Damned bear! I had to run back to my cabin spending my Stamina points. The indicator of my vitality faded, warning that I could fall from exhaustion at any moment, but I kept running.
“R-R-R-a-a!” I heard a deafening roar behind me.
“Bad day, bad day, bad da-a-y!” I yelled and ran as fast as if I had recently won a gold medal in the Olympics.
However, it was very difficult to escape from the bear, and it was useless to climb a tree. What shall I do? The bear’s jaws snapped at a distance of two inches from my foot.
My speed slowed considerably, and the monster quickly caught up with me. Screw it! In the next moment, I uttered all the curses I knew about all the American filmmakers because I stumbled over a rock in the true tradition of American horror movies. However, I didn’t fall under the monster’s feet, rather I jumped up and landed on the bear’s back. One of his sculls immediately bit into my arm and leg.
Elk -tahr deals you damage equal to 12 damage points; your health is 18/30
Elk -tahr deals out damage equal to 11 damage points; your health is 7/30
Oh, it hurts! Groaning in pain, I pulled out one of the skulls together with the spinal column and hit the other skull.
If the bear could swear, it would have cursed like a malicious gangster, but it didn’t know how to do it, so it roared so loudly that I was almost deaf, and I flew off the creature’s back.
You’ve dealt damage to the Bony Bear equal to 33 damage points, health 900/1000!
You’ve lost 5 health points, your health 2/30!
Critical State!
You seem to be dying... You need healing
What should I do now? Shall I find a bucket of holy water somewhere and splash it in the bear’s muzzle? Let it wash! How have I even managed to deprive it of a hundred health points? The bear turned and looked at me angrily.
I began to prepare for my rebirth, looking for something in my bag to distract the beast. I threw the first object at the animal. The Panther Fly Agaric flew into the Bony Bear’s open mouth, and then I heard a strong explosion.
Deep purple steam enveloped the monster’s muzzle, and the animal roared furiously. I quickly ran towards the cabin. The indicator of HP was painted scarlet, and the contours of a skull were already visible above it. I won’t die!
You’ve dealt damage to the Bony Bear equal to 1 damage point, health 899/1000!
Ah-ha-ha-ha! Why have you yelled so loudly, bastard?
I hoped that I had managed to overcome a monster of the fiftieth level, and I’d receive a lot of bonuses and loot. I seemed to be wrong!
I was about to get spanked, not the loot. I had to run thirty feet to my cabin. I ran that distance in thirteen seconds at school. I wonder how long it will take me now. The Bear roared but didn’t follow me. I must not stumble or fall, otherwise, I will die. However, nothing bad has happened yet, or I just haven’t noticed any troubles.
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