Narrator Pov

Dungeons in the world of Eden are places where powerful monsters make there dens they gain the ability to create a miasma that produces lesser strength monsters of the same spices and drag other creatures inside.

The dark energy warps the home to make the dens bigger and more dangerous than the outside view tends to imply.

The monsters that become a dungeon boss normally are never kind to there intruders. The more they kill the more souls can be used to strengthen them or there dungeon.

scarcrow pov

The first thing the scarecrow saw was a hallway full of gothic stone statues of a monsters fetherd creture that stood taller than a man with massive black wings for hands a spear like beak and 3 large talons on the end of its large bird like feet the cold stone eyes stared out in silent hate.

This horrific image had very little affect on the scarecrows thoughts the wooden legs were just about to start moving when a screach came from above.

A red eyed crow with dark black wings came screaming down from the darkness as the birds wings were in range of the scarecrows spear the crows eyes glowed red with a unnatural demonic light.

The red light caused the scarecrow to pause as a message popped up

[ red eye of Paralysing ]

The crow flew twords the stick neck of the scarecrow it’s plan to snap the head from his shoulder that was its plan up until it was stabbed through by the wooden spear.

As the spear was pulled out as a wooden hand came down on the neck of the bird and between the stone floor and wooden hand the monsters neck snapped with a sharp dry crack.

Tho along with the bird one of the scarcrows fingers cracked hanging from only a small thread of wood.

- 1 Hp

[paralysing has no effect on those of the living scarecrow race]

As the glow of the eyes faded the scarecrow looted the body.

[ + 30 exp ]

[ you have reached leval 3 ]

[ gained title monster hunter]

[ gained tiny monsters core x1]

[ small leather bag x1 ]

[ do you wish to equip small leather bag yes/no ]

The scarcrow salected yes the bag went over his shoulder and sat comfortably on its wooden shoulder.

The bag was in stark contrast to the brown cloth cloths it had the look of being made from a black scaled lizard a stick of what looked like string was keeping the bag in tact.

[Status screen opened as you are out of combat]

name n/a

titles monsters hunter

spices [ living scarecrow]

level 3 [22/60]

Hp /20

mp 20/20

stam 20/20

strength 2

vitality 2

agility 5

inteligance 2

wisdom 2 + 1

[stat point] 1

[skills]

[Spear mastery level 3] % 75

[hatred of crows] leval n/a

[Hand to hand combat] leval 2 32%

[charge stab] leval 1 15%

[blessings]

Gift of life [ plus 2 to all stats] [ plus one skill points per leval]

The scarecrow put another point into agility bringing the total up to 6 then as he kept walking there was an increase in the movement speed and smoothness of movement.