《Pasted Gunner》#3- First side-quest, first skill
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Side Quest #1 "The Great Forest Owl"
Options:
1) Kill the owl
Reward: random skill, mysterious box
2) Flee
Reward: 50 xp
[Flee? Never, this bastard will die tonight.]
"I'll kill you! Fucking owl!"
I made upper slash, but the owl stepped back and dodged. Next strike was a thrust, hit, then a blow by second end.
We both gained some distance and were watching each other. I used this time and put the branch into the fire.
The owl tried to take off, so I just hit it again. Even though I was hitting it by a hardwood, it didn't seem like its doing some damage. These feathers are really something.
The owl charged and tried to strike me down, which caused nothing else than next blow to it's head. Next attempt, next deflection. However, it's feathers are fireproof.
The fight carried on when that cunning bastard waved its wings and blew out my pretty torch. Then it caught my branch into it's bill, teared it out of my hands and threw it out.
I immediately equipped one of my spears and threw it.
But I could have used a toothpick as well.
Bastard slashed at me it's talon, which I dodged by an inch. I pulled out the club and punched its head, again and again.
It charged and pecked the club. I let it be and switched to my knife and stabbed that fucking creature.
"Ahhh"
Sharp pain was going through my leg as it's talons were slowly scratching my leg.
I don't know how much time passed like this, I just remember its talons in my leg and my knife in its neck. A then it collapsed.
"You killed Great Forest Owl 300xp. Mission completed. Level up (x2)."
"Getting a random skill....Shapeshifting
Shapeshifting:
Allows you to surge your mana into object and generate the force by the mana to move with its mass and change shape. Cannot change chemical composition.
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Rarity: Epic
Type: Crafting"
"Wow" [This skill is useful as fuck. I'll be able to create everything.]
When the adrenaline left my body, I realized how exhausted I really am. I just cleaned the wound and patched it.
I barely managed to enter the sleeping bag.
Next morning.
After quick breakfast was I reading something about, AR in the help.
I thank [Status]
Name: John Novak
Race: Human (otherworldly)
Level: 4
Hp:140/120 Mp:0/0 Sta:140/140 Qi:0/0
Str:15 Int:45 Dex:15 Agi:20 Will:30
Per:20 End:15 Luk: 21
Skills:
Shapeshifting(1)
Abilities:
Gunnery(2)
Chemistry(3)
Survival(1)
Arithmetic(4)
Camouflage(2)
Perks:
Universal language
Toughness (2)
OK, that's me. Now to the Mystery box.
I pulled it out, it was made of some grey metal. I opened it and inside was ....dramatic moment.... a bayonet for my rifle and F1 grenade.
[This could be handy]
"Object was moved to the inventory because of size."
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