《Arkhay (Writers block on this story..Sorry guys. might never add more)》Skills ? What Skills? (Chap 4 Part 3)
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Chap 4 part 3
Liking what I was seeing but a bit confused about why none of the skills or jobs listed as 'unlocked' showed up on my list. I decided to ask Martha about it I dressed and headed out. Finding Martha in her neat little kitchen cooking what appeared to be cookies..With my mouth starting to water at the 'maybe' cookies. I asked “Martha I was looking over my skills and stuff but some of them are missing. They say unlocked but they are not showing up on my list” Martha “Oh that is because you only have them unlocked, or in other words you now have the ability to learn them. The entire skills,mods,passives and jobs section can be quite confusing if you have never had any experience with them before.”
Thanking her for that explanation she noticed me staring at what she was baking. Laughing at me she shooed me out of the house with the words “Come back in a few hours after you have had a chance to meet people and look around. I will have a few cookies ready by then. If you could ask Bill the blacksmith if he is done fixing my kettle while your out I would be grateful. “
Ding
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New quest
While exploring Washburn Village
Find Bill the blacksmith And
Ask him about Martha's Kettle.
Reward: + 25 Familiarity with Martha
Martha's Famous COOKIES!!!
Failure: No Cookies for You
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Telling Martha that I would definitely stop by the blacksmith's, I was about to leave when a arctic blast of air seemed to screech its way up my spine. In a panic I rushed back to the room I had woken up in and searched around frantically. Not finding what I was looking for I ran back into the kitchen and in a scared panicky voice said “Martha!! do you know where my weapons are ? They are no drop and I shouldn't have been able to loose them!!!”
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Shaking her head at me she said “Silly if they are no-drop then your weapons will be in your inventory” Quickly saying “Open inventory” it opens up and I see my M14 and 1911 along with my magazines. What I also see surprised me. There was more stuff inside my inventory then there should be. Martha seeing my confused expression said “Ha found out about the auto loot system I see. Hope your luck is better then most. Drops from monsters are pretty rare around here.” Nodding to her I started looking at the “Loot” that was in my inventory.
What I saw was
32 Medium Quality Were-Wabbit pelt
5 High Quality Were-Wabbit Pelt
2 Were-Wabbit feet
1 Golden Wabbit Foot of Luck
1 Dog Collar
And a partridge.... in a ...pear.... tree.......Cough...Err...Sigh..Sorry..
Examining the Golden Wabbit Foot of Luck first
“Golden Wabbit foot of luck”
100 Luck Class: SSS+
Soul bound No Drop
My eyes tried their best at that point to pop out. Quickly coming to the decision to never tell anyone about this item I sent lady luck a heartfelt prayer of thanks. Looking at the dog collar next.
“Old Yella's Collar”
Bring this to Tommy Washburn
Quest Item
Looking at the descriptions to the Wabbit pelts and feet I see they are crafting materials used by a seamstress or Tailor. Remembering vaguely that there was a sign with a needle and thread I figured that was probably the best place to bring them to. Telling Martha “Thank you again I will be back in a bit” I headed out the door.
Walking out the door to Martha's house I see the village once again. The people were going about their daily activities. They looked surprisingly happy considering how low tech the lifestyle here was. Well in retrospect I am sure I would be happy in such a environment also if I had never known anything different. A old saying came to mind while I observed the people. “While in Rome.. do as the Romans do” With that in mind i headed on my way.
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Seeing the Blacksmith shop I headed towards it to take care of the new quest I just got. I had almost reached the door to the shop when one of the 'foxcat?' woman stopped me with a greeting. “Well met stranger, How are you this fine day?” Smiling at her I replied “Well met yourself, I am doing quite fine today. My name is Richard what might yours be?” Giggling a little bit she says “My My you are a forward one. My name is Beth Tailor. I own the Tailor shop just over there.” She pointed. Nodding my head and trying to figure out what she meant by 'Forward' I said “Pardon me if I seemed rude, I am not from the area and do not know your local costumes.” Interrupting me with another one of her giggles she says “Oh that's ok Handsome”
A bit disconcerted at this apparent flirting I stumbled through my next question. “Uhh... Yes.. I recently fought some...uh.. Were-Wabbits and have a few pelts and stuff... Uh.. yes I was wondering if..maybe you would take a look at them? Maybe you could tell me if they are worth anything.” Giving me a Wink she said “Sure let me see what you have.”
Pulling out the Pelts and wabbit Feet I passed them over to her. She expertly looked through the different pelts and stated. “These are really good quality! Your luck must be amazing! The medium quality pelts are worth one copper each and the high quality ones are ten copper each. The Wabbit feet though aren't worth anything to me. You should bring them to Frank the Enchanter. He can turn them into good luck charms for a price.”
Noticing how cold it was starting to get I had a sudden thought and decided to ask Beth another question. “Beth can you make a coat out of these pelts?” Nodding her head she said “Yes I can, I could make you a really nice fur coat out three pelts. I would suggest that if you don't have gloves to have a pair made also. That would only take one pelt for a pair of gloves. Normally it would cost one silver to make them but seeing that your new here and a handsome hunk I will give you a discount...Herm lets see..Hows a straight up trade sound to you? I take the pelts you have and in return make you a coat and a pair of gloves?”
Not knowing if this was a good deal or not I hesitated for a moment. After thinking it through I came to the conclusion that regardless if it was a good deal or not, I needed something to keep me warm. Smiling I agreed to the deal and after giving her the pelts and thanking her I tried to make my escape from the shameless flirt. Catching me by the arm she stepped closer to me and whispered to me in a sultry voice “Come to my shop tomorrow big boy and I will have your coat and gloves ready for you.” Giggling to herself she turned around and walked off towards her shop.
Looking up at the sky I said “This is your idea of a joke isn't it?” not getting any response I shrugged to myself mumbling “Woman...Are nuts..No matter what race they are..” Glancing back up at the sky expecting a bolt of lightning I sighed with relief when nothing happened.
Ding!
You have Amused the Goddess Fortuna
-10 to all stats Duration: 1 hour
59 Minutes left
Looking back up into the sky I said “REALLY???”
Ding!
Yes REALLY...
Thinking that I should probably watch what I said more carefully in the future I once again got back to the business at hand. Talk to the blacksmith, ask about the kettle then track down Tommy Woodburn and finish the Old Yella quest.
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End Chap 4 part 3
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