《Esper Online: The 15 Thrones》Chapter 4: Myst and the Beginner City
Advertisement
Esper Online: Starting City.
Oct 25, 2046 03:17 AM.
The world swirled and rippled into patterns and shapes. When it stopped moving I was standing in some Hume craphole. The buildings were run down wooden affairs. The streets were clogged with people just standing around and the night air smelled of sweat and funk.
Quest Completed!
Choose Your Path!!!
Rewards:
5 Exp +1 Dexterity Class: Thief
A warm tingle started between my legs and exploded outward engulfing me in a yellow glow. I moaned in ecstasy, “Oh god! I love that feeling!”
Congratulations! You have reached level 1!
Rewards:
HP +60 Stamina +20 New Ability–Dagger New Ability–Short Blade New Ability–Mace New Ability–Crossbow New Ability –Thrown New Ability –Bows New Ability: Cloth Armor New Ability: Leather Armor New Ability: Lockpick New Ability: Thieves Tools Cp +6
Quivering on weak legs, I glanced over the message and blinked it away. Another filled my vision, “Okay this shit has to stop!”
Welcome to Beginner City!
You are new to the world of Esper and the gods have created this small hamlet for you to become used to your new surroundings. You may stay here til level 5, or until you leave through THE World Gate. While here you will not lose Exp for dying, nor will your equipment suffer durability damage. Also no Traveler on Traveler violence will be allowed. This is a peaceful realm where all may learn.
“Great, I’m in the land of pussys.” I blinked. “Another fucking message?”
New Quest
Orphans
With the opening of the gates, violence and dangers have increased causing a surge of orphans across the realms. Every major city now has thousands of unwanted children. You have rescued one orphan from a cruel death. Now it is time to give him a more permanent place in the world.
Quest Type: General
Difficulty: Very Easy
Outcome:
Take your Orphan to an orphanage.
Rewards:
Exp +50 5 Gold
Failure None
New Quest
Exit through the World Gate!!!
Find The World Gate and leave the City. Journey in to the Realms and begin your true adventure!
Quest Type: General
Difficulty: Very Easy
Outcome:
Leave Beginner City
Reward:
None
Failure: None
I blinked the quests away after accepting them both. Then looked around the square where I was standing. There was more people standing around here than I would have expected. Moving over to a black skinned drow who wasn’t even twitching a muscle I looked at him. “Are you awake? Hey Drow boy, are you there?” The tool didn’t respond so I turned as if to go. Suddenly I spun around and aimed my fist at his ugly nose in what I hoped would be an awesome roundhouse! Instead, my fist just stopped an inch before his face. The prat didn’t even flinch.
Warning: You are in Starter City and have attempted to cause harm to another Traveler. If you continue to cause trouble you will be arrested and exceled from starter city. Additionally all your possessions will be confiscated.
“Well that just won’t work for me.” I looked at the elf girl; she stared back at me with dull lifeless eyes, the normal eyes of a NPC. Turning I weaved my way out the square in search of an Orphanage. As I left I heard a guard call out, “Hey you! You there stop!” but I ignored it. The streets were packed with people of all shapes and sizes, I saw members of all the races, men and women and most of all tons of fucking people blocking my way! “What is with all these idiots standing around and not even moving?” A man who looked like a golem with bronze metallic skin said, “It’s some new log out feature. Your body doesn’t leave the game anymore.” He was looking at me rather intently; I gave him the finger and ducked around some fat ass orc. Eventually I found the orphanage. Outside stood an ugly looking grey skinned women with librarian glasses. As I moved closer, she turned to me. When I saw her milky white eyes, I realized she was one of those new Deathless. “Hello Traveler.”
Advertisement
Quest Completed!
Orphans!!!
You have brought the orphan to the local Orphanage. The life of a Traveler is one of hardship and strife; she will be better off here and away from you.
Rewards:
50 Exp 5 Gold
“Very good.” The Undead Caretaker said. “Would you care to leave the little brat here or would you rather adopt her and be responsible for him yourself?” An alert flashed with the two options.
LEAVE / ADOPT
“Oh hell no!” I refused that one on principle. As the hag handed me the gold from a small pouch at her side I smiled. Quickly looking up and down the street, I leaned toward the crone. “Hey about that girl I just brought in.” “Yes, the wild elf one. What about her?” “Well, it’s kind of something personal. You know not something to share out in public.” I looked at the people coming and going or more commonly just standing on the street. The caretaker followed my gaze, “And?” “If there was somewhere we could get off the street. I’d feel a lot better. The poor thing really doesn’t need more trouble.” I said the last looking at the door where the orphan had gone. The caretaker looked at me then back to the door. “Okay well it seems I have a moment, but it must be brief there has been a large number of orphans returned today.” I nodded,’ of course.”
New Skill: Apprentice Diplomacy 1 / 75
Being skilled at getting others to do, as you desire is a skill. Making them think it was their idea is a feat.
We stepped into the Orphanage and I shut the door behind me. Inside was a simple entryway that led to a long hallway. There were closed doors leading down the hall and at the end a stair leading up. As the Caretaker turned to face me she asked, “What did you need to…” I cut her off by slamming my knife into her throat.
Sneak Attack: Critical: You hit Orphan Caretaker for 42 damage.
‘Take that!” I shouted. The Caretakers eyes widened and her mouth opened to scream and I smiled. There was no way she was going to scream with that big of a whole in her neck! “GUARDS! GUARDS!” Pulling my knife free I stabbed her again, this time in the chest. She did not even draw in a breath to scream again. “Shit! You’re not breathing!” Pulling my knife back again, I saw her Status Bar.
Deathless Orphanage Caretaker (10)
Starter City
HP 87%
Mana 100%
Stamina 100%
I heard shouting coming from outside. Jabbing out again with my knife I felt it cut and tare.
New Skill: Apprentice Pick Pocket 1 / 75
There is more than one way to make some gold.
The Caretakers ties holding her coin purse snapped and the pouch fell into my waiting hand. “GUARDS!” She shouted again. I opened the door and glanced out. Coming from the direction of the central square, I saw a number of guards shoving through the crowded street. Thankfully, the signed out players were making a fairly useful roadblock. With a smile I asked, “Would you hold this piece of crap for me.” I buried my knife hilt deep into the Caretakers chest and spun out the door. Once on the street and in the crowd I slowed to a normal pace. When I got to the first side street, I glanced back. The Caretaker stood at the Orphanage’s front step with my knife still in her chest. Pointing my direction, she was speaking with a Guard.
Advertisement
Alert: You have been accused of Assault and Theft in Starter City by a noteworthy local. The Guards have been given your description and are looking for you. -200 Fame.
“What the hell is this?” I muttered. A Hume woman looked back over her shoulder at me. Then she did a double take. “What?” I snapped. Her round face grew hard, “Slut!” My hand went for my belt to draw my knife, but it didn’t find anything. With a horrid feeling, I realized there was nothing there at all. Slowly looking down I flinched. “Well that explains why I’m getting so many looks and why I was so easy to identify.” Stopping in the street, I pulled my clothes out of my backpack and got dressed.
New Skill: Apprentice Disguise 1 / 75
Sometimes its best not to look like you did 5 minutes ago.
I couldn’t help it, I began to laugh, getting a skill for getting dressed was weird even for me. Shrugging I turned down another street trying to put distance between the Orphanage and me. “Hey you stop there!” I almost ran into the hands of a Guard who had been standing at the street corner. “Eh, sorry. I … ah have urgent business.” Ducking another sloppy grab I pushed past two logged out players knocking them both over. I grit my teeth in frustration waiting for the system prompt to warn me about hurting Travelers again, but it never came. As I moved through another group of players this time pushing some back towards the Guard I grinned. It seems as long as I didn’t intend to hurt or effect them anyway, the players could be used as obstacles. “Stupid game!” I shouted as I passed into another street. Losing the guard in the traffic here. Up ahead I saw a large silver arch. As we drew closer, I realized that was where the flow of traffic was leading. It also happened to have 4 guards standing in front of it watching players. Bending my knees and hunching I kept a Large Hume in front of me until I was about 20ft from the arch. “Hey invite me to your party Penalopy. I want to make sure I go to the right zone.” Some Orc was talking to a Deathless chick. “Hold up, we are still waiting to here back from Lothorb on who we are following.” The orc frowned, “But I don’t’ want to waste my time here. Invite me so I can at least go kill something outside of town.” I was only 15ft away now, only the Deathless and Orc were between the arch and me. “Hey you stop there!” I jerked and rushed forward. “What the fuck! No!” I hit the orc intending on knocking him toward the guard, but the moron moved into my path. I hit him hard enough to bite my tongue and toss him into the air a few inches. He hit the ground and his head passed through the archway. By the time he vanished, my momentum had already carried me the few steps to his prone form. Off balance, I tumbled and crumpled to the ground inches from the arch. A hand grabbed my ankle. “Got you thief!” I smiled back a the sneering guard, “Why yes I am.” I reached my hand passed the threshold and the world went black.
Character Sheet for: Myst
Name: Tittia Turncoat (Myst)
Race: Wild Elf Class: Thief
Level: 1 Exp: 50 /1000
Strength (STR): 10
Muscle: 5 / Endurance: 5
Dexterity (DEX): 16
Agility: 7 / Instinct: 5
Constitution (CON): 10
Health: 5 / Resilience: 5
Intelligence (INT): 10
Logic: 5 / Mind: 5
Wisdom (WIS): 8
Perception: 5 / Conviction: 3
Charisma (CHA): 10
Appearance: 5 / Personality: 5
Luck (LUC): 0
Hit Points (HP): 140 / 140
Mana; 0 / 0
Stamina: 22.5 / 22.5
Character Points (CP): 7 / 7 Talent Points (TP): 0 / 0
Renown (REN): -250 / -1000
Fame Level: 0 Deity: None
Faith (FAI): 0 / 1000
Titles: None
Achievements: None
Deeds and Properties: None
Spellbook
Skills:
Climb (Apprentice): 1 / 75
Disguise (Apprentice): 1 / 75
Diplomacy (Apprentice): 1 / 75
Keen Ears (Apprentice) 1 / 75
Perception (Apprentice): 1 / 75
Pick Pocket (Apprentice): 1 / 75
Sneak (apprentice) 1 / 75
Abilities:
Armor: You can proficiently wear Cloth and Leather armor types.
Tools You can use Lock Picks, and Thieves Tools.
Weapons: You can proficiently use Dagger, Short Blade, Mace, Thrown, Crossbow, and Bow weapon types.
Social
Friends: None.
Enemies: None.
Family: None.
Clan: None.
Guilds: None.
Nation: None.
Advertisement
- In Serial73 Chapters
Tree of Magic
With nothing but the voices in his head to guide him, twelve-year-old Cameron has wandered the streets for more than two years, never staying in one place for more than a few months at most. Thirteen-year-old Greyson spends his weeks patching up a werewolf who fights in an underground mage arena to make money. Living alone, fifteen-year-old Eden has no friends and challenges himself and his limits by fighting in an underground mage arena. When the three of them meet, tensions are rising in Tejina, a city with many mages and supernatural beings. Wars are brewing there, and these three youth find themselves at the center of all of them. Mages, supernatural creatures, gods, and angels are about to clash, and these three youth will find their magic - and their minds - put to the test. Book 1 is completed as of 6/28/19, Book 2 is complete as of 9/20/19. Book 3 will begin posting on date unknown. Release Schedule: Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays by 11:59 PM CST +/- 1 day
8 95 - In Serial17 Chapters
Necromancer's Resolve
Foster Locke's life wasn't the harshest it could have been. But it wasn't the easiest either. Despite losing the last of his family and having immense debt thrown on him, getting the chance to keep practicing Martial Arts pulled away, and having a completely messed up sleep-schedule, he usually tried his best to stay positive to the outside world. Of course, that wasn't always possible, especially not when he was staring into the glowing eyes of a man-eating creature he had never heard of before. The glowing message-box that accompanied it wasn't much better either. Not to mention the fact that he was suddenly in a dark forest instead of the train station. This isn't a story of great anguish, inescapable peril, or heroic world-saving. Rather, it's one of a young man trying to get by in a world that seems to try his best to kill him. I hope you enjoy the read. --- Cover Image temporary [participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge]
8 155 - In Serial19 Chapters
The Corradi Effect
While on patrol near the Coalition's border, the crea of the starship Galaxie receive a transmission from deep space. Ordered to investigate the source and intent of the signal, the crew stumbles upon an even greater mystery, concerning the planet of origin and their welcoming committee...
8 198 - In Serial16 Chapters
The Weaver's Burden (HIATUS)
Weavers... this lot has been synonymous with freaks at best, and devil worshipers at worst, since they were first found. Thankfully, they make up a negligible number of people, but they can still be incredibly dangerous. Oftentimes, they wind up killing themselves or others when their ability to perform magic begins to manifest, acting as a sort of natural culling process for weavers. However, this was well before the Republic of Sidia realized that the ability to manipulate reality can be reigned in, controlled. So if you had the chance to turn something dangerous into a weapon, why wouldn't you? This is what fate awaits a young man named Emmet. After his weaving manifests and blood is on his hands, he is given a choice: the gallows, or the Esphell Monastery. What awaits Emmet at the monastery? What is this magic, and how can he control it? What happens to weaver's once they are properly trained? And most importantly, will he survive long enough to have these questions answered?
8 123 - In Serial13 Chapters
✓ (LOVELY)─ HUAZE LEI
she came back from paris and reunites with her childhood brothers.© cheoluvs, 2020
8 153 - In Serial42 Chapters
The Girl Down Dandelion Lane
My past still trickles through my life, but those trickles are now gentle and flow ever so quietly.I have lived my past.Endured it.Survived it.For many years, I ran from it.For many more years, I hid from it.Until there came the time, when I was done with all of the running and the hiding.It was then, that I knew I had to face it.Endure it.Survive it.Every past has its own beginning.....now is the time to share mine.THE GIRL DOWN DANDELION LANEPublished by K B MallionCopyright © 2019 K B MallionAll rights reservedThis book is for your personal enjoyment only. This book may not be copied or given away to other people. If you are reading a copy that you know has been copied from this author, then please notify Wattpad and the author directly. Thank you for respecting and supporting the hard work of this author.This book is based on true events. Names have been changed to protect the identities of those included in this book.If you would like to use excerpts from this book. You can only do so with the consent of the author. Please feel free to DM.
8 338

