Darius looks around his little camp, noting his lean-to, and the small barricades. “Right, defences are as best as I’ll get, I have a weapon, a shitty one, but I have a weapon. I don’t know how much time I have, so I’ll try to level up at least once. Status”

Status

Name: Darius Martin

Race: Human

Level: 0(34%)

Class: None

Strength: 12

Constitution: 14

Endurance: 13

Dexterity: 12

Intelligence: 10

Wisdom: 12

Luck: 5

Health: 60/60 HP Regen: 30/hr

Stamina: 65/65 Sp Regen: 14/min

Mana: 50/50 MP Regen:26/hr

Skills: [First Aid lvl 1] [Basic Survival lvl 2] [Basic Stealth lvl 1] [Basic Weapon Crafting lvl 1]

Blessings: Blessing of The Three

“Wait, 34 percent? How?” He says as he looks over his Status. “The only thing I can think of is that leveling up skills grants experience?” He shakes his head “Nope, can’t think about it right now, going hunting.”

Darius then leaves his camp, heading out into the forest, being as observant as he can be, trying to find any Hares. It takes him a while, but he finds a couple together, which he uses his makeshift spear to kill.

Skill Gained: [Basic Spear Use lvl 1]

Spears deal 2% more damage.

Knowledge of Spear use increased

It takes Darius another hour, but he manages to kill 4 more hares, which allows him to Level up both his level and his [Basic Spear Usage]

Level up

Gained 10 HP, SP, and MP

Gained 5 Unassigned Ability Points

Gained 4 HP, SP, and MP regen.

Skill Level up [Basic Spear Use lvl 2]

Spears deal 4% more damage.

Knowledge of Spear use increased

Darius sighs in relief when he sees the screens, he reads the contents “Huh, well that’s useful. now I just need to think about what to use my points on, but first I should get back.” He says dismissing the screens before he picks up the two dead hares he had just fought and jogs back to his camp.

He looks around when he arrives, sighing in relief as he sees that no one is there yet. He takes some time to start another fire, keeping it small. He cleans the cooking rocks, before he prepares the hares. He sets the meat on the rocks to cook while he cleans the skins, stretching them out with rocks, before he takes the offal away from camp to bury it.

As the meat is cooking Darius hears a sound out in the forest, he stops what he is doing to look out towards the sound. He slowly reaches down to grab his spear and then he heads towards his barricade “H-hello?” he calls out, looking around in the direction the sound came from.

After about half a minute a figure moves through the trees, causing Darius to hold up his spear towards them, “Stop right there.” He shouts. The figure thankfully stops in response. Darius nods “Alright, good, come closer, slowly.” The figure looks back towards where it came from, before it slowly approaches Darius.

Darius warily watches the figure, soon able to make out what they look like. The figure turns out to be an elven woman, wearing a set of colourful leather armor, without any weapons. She looks over Darius, seeming to size him up. “That’s far enough. Who are you? What do you want?” He says as he sizes her up as well, looking above her head which has {???, lvl 20}

“My name is Ashera, we are scouting the forest for any sign of The Enemy, who are you?.” As she says her name her identifier changes to {Ashera, lvl 20}.

“My name is Darius. Who are the enemy? I met a dying man who warned me about them.” Darius asks.

“The Enemy are The Enemy, it’s that simple” Ashera says before she spits on the ground.

“That doesn’t make sense, nothing is that simple.” Darius says as he raises an eyebrow, looking at her. “Though I’m not exactly from around here, maybe it is that simple here.” He mutters to himself.

“Wait, are you saying you are one of the Chosen?” Her eyes widen in surprise as she looks him over again.

“Uh, if by chosen you mean someone who was randomly teleported here, then yeah?”

“That’s strange, the Chosen are supposed to appear in the cities, not out in the middle of nowhere.” She frowns as she seems to think. “Would it be okay if I go talk to my group about this, you clearly aren’t one of The Enemy.”

“I suppose that would be fine, but uh, could you ask if any of your group have any spare wineskins or something? I have some hare skins I can trade.” Darius says with a nod, looking back out at the forest.

“That I can do. Do you have any problems with my group coming here after we talk?”

“As long as they keep their weapons away, no, there are no problems there.” Darius says as he shakes his head slightly.”

“Then I will most likely be back, it’s been nice to meet you Darius.” Ashera says before she walks back into the forest.