《He Who Slays by Stevenoth: Discontinued》Chapter 1.9 - The Fallen Revered
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As Azrael, Vera, and Percy all made their way back to Athan, Azrael took the time to learn more about Percy.
"So...Uh...Percy, I know you are weak, but you must have some skills, right?" Said Azrael.
"Oh yes mein furry. I have level three handicraft, und level three tailoring. Tailoring is essential to us Berriken for survival. It is essentially bandaging to us. I also dabble a bit in poisons...I lack combat experience und a class though. But yes, I have herb gathering, alchemy, poison mastery, tailoring, und handicraft." Stated Percy.
"Tailoring? Excellent! You must instruct me!" Shouted Azrael, as he took out his hides to let Percy show him.
"What a useful little bear." Thought Vera.
For the remainder of the trip home, Vera was sore. Azrael was only spending time with Percy learning the skill of tailoring.
"What a boring trip back..." She thought.
About thirty minutes outside of town, Azrael heard a ding.
Gained Skill: Tailoring
"Awesome!" Shouted Azrael.
Percy looked proud of himself for being useful to the master.
"Wow...You learned to sew...How riveting." Said Vera, as she rolled her eyes.
Azrael paid her no mind, as he was happy with his progress.
Upon reaching the town, a guard saw the Berriken on Azrael's shoulder.
"The heroes have failed! The Berriken approach!" Screamed the guard.
"No...You idiot, do you see an army? I tamed this one. He is loyal to me." Stated Azrael.
The guard still looked skeptical, but let them through. Azrael made his way to Erik, who was still in the same location.
"Erik, Berrefos is dead and his army is no more. Do not freak out, I have tamed this little guy, his name is Percy." Stated Azrael.
"Real...Really? Everyone, we do not have to fight! The fallen foreigners have completed their task!" Screamed Erik.
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The village was in an uproar.
"Erect a statue of the fallen!"
"Where was Freya when we needed her!"
"There is no god!"
"Slay any missionaries!"
"Oh god...This does not bode well." Said Azrael.
You have caused the spread of atheism in a small village.
+100 Infamy
Azrael and Vera sighed.
Erik then turned to the pair and said,"Thank you, the village will be erecting a statue in both your honor. I guess you can't rely on god for all things. Here, take these."
T-ting
Quest Complete: Saving Athan Village
Erik and the villagers were saved, and now know that they must grow through their own hard work, instead of praying to a fictional being.
The statue of the fallen has been erected in Athan Village, and the town will drive out any form of religion. They will welcome you anytime in the future.
Infamy rises by 30 point.
You leveled up!
You leveled up!
Your influence in Athan Village has increased.
You have received 5 gold.
You and Vera both receive an Amulet of the Fallen.
"We are going to turn into demons...Aren't we Vera." Mumbled Azrael.
She simply frowned.
"Check Item: Amulet of the fallen."
Amulet of the Fallen:
Durability: 100/100
Defense: 2
Amulets made to cater to the evil, or those whom revere no lord.
Equip:
+10% faster mana regen
+100 Infamy
+1% to all stats per 100 infamy
Limits:
Level 20
Must worship no god
"Fantastic..." Thought Azrael.
He had wanted to walk the path of good in the game, and instead him and his neighbor ended up embarking on a journey to spread atheism and become demons...
Vera was now having Percy instruct her in basic alchemy and herb-gathering, while Azrael went to go search for the local smith.
Azrael found the local smith whose name was Balkan. After talking with Balkan for some time, and because of his standing with the town, Balkan allowed him to learn the basic skills of smithing.
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Gained Skill: Blacksmithing
Azrael then purchased a portable forge and the other tools he needed at a greatly discounted price.
Likewise, Vera learned basic alchemy and herb gathering quite quickly due to her high INT and WIS.
Gained Skill: Alchemy
Gained Skill: Herb-Gathering
After she was done, and was waiting for azrael, she began to secretly imbue Percy with the berserk enchantment using fallen enchanting. She would Berserk him, and unenchant him before he could do any damage. By doing this, she had raised her fallen enchanting level two times, and learned how to use unholy energy to cause more damage on weapons. Fallen enchanting was very useful. She tried a couple things on her blade-staff, enchanting and unenchanting over and over. It turns out, fallen enchanting stacks on top of normal enchantments. Right now, she could only imbue items with one normal enchantment, and one fallen enchantment, but should she ever reach master, or even grand master level, the items would be ridiculous!
Since enchanting had leveled up, she also tried a normal enchantment on Percy. Vera enchanted Percy with a +4 DMG normal enchant, and it worked. She then imbued him with +2 Unholy DMG. She could also stack enchantments on living things, it was quite interesting. Percy looked stronger, and had a dark aura around his fists. She clapped with excitement from finally delving into the true meat of her class. Vera then unenchanted him before Azrael returned.
Azrael then promptly spent the day relaxing and working on his smithing level, which reached Beginner 3. He then called Percy over.
"Percy, since you have handicraft and gain more fist type damage than others, I have made you fist weapons known as katars. They are crumby right now due to my low level of mastery, but they are better than nothing. I also fiddled with tailoring a bit and made you a leather breastplate, greaves, boots, pauldrons, gloves, and bracers that will fit you...It actually didn't take much leather at all." Said Azrael, as he equipped Percy with all the goods.
Percy began to cry.
"W-What did I do wrong Percy?" Stated Azrael Surprised.
"When you first picked me up, I did not expect such a caring owner, mein furry. Thank you for rescuing me from my old life." Said Percy, in an adorable manner.
"It's no problem, you are with me now. I will take care of you!" Said Azrael.
Over the next couple days, Azrael taught Percy. He took him in and out of combat with wild animals on the outskirts of town. Percy gained the skills Tumble, Pugilism, ambidexterity, and Fist-Weapon Mastery.
Little did Percy know, Azrael was shaping him into the cutest little bear assassin ever.
Azrael thought because of Percy's size, he would make a great assassin. Plus, he was already versed in poisons and alchemy. Besides, a three foot teddy bear assassin sounds badass!
Percy reached level eighteen quite easily, and gained a lot of mastery training with Azrael. Azrael made Percy a cute little black hood to put over his head, also. It was even fully equipped with ear holes for the fuzzy little bear!
Vera had been training on her own while Azrael raised Percy, and manage to reach level twenty six. She wasn't too far off from Azrael.
When they all met back up they decided it was time to leave the village to explore new areas. They said their goodbyes to the villagers, and promised to return some day. (Seeing as there's no church here, so they can return safely.)
They started walking randomly down the path toward god knows what when Vera began to speak.
"I'm hungry. Jake do you want to come over and eat dinner with me?" Said Vera.
"W-WH-WHAT?" Screamed Azrael, embarrassed.
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