《A Savage's Journey》Chapter 18: It's an ELF!!!!
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General Information
Class: Blessed One
Species: Human
Favor: NA
Experience: 55,250 / 55,250
Level: 24
Titles: None
Stats
Fortitude:
10
100 / 100 hp
Vitality:
10
5 hp / hour
Endurance:
10
100 / 100 sp
Vigor:
40
80 sp / hour
Focus:
10
100 / 100 mp
Willpower
10
5 mp / hour
Charisma:
10
10 bf
Luck:
100
800% (1840%) | 80% (128%)
Stat Points Available: 0
Skills and Talents
Active:
Offense: None
Defense: None
Utility: None
Passive:
Offense:
T1 {Wooden Fists [X]} T2 {Stone Fists [X]} T3 {Iron Fists [X]}
Defense:
T1 {Wooden Bones [X], Wooden Muscles [X], Wooden Skin [X], Fast-Twitch Nerves [X], Primitive Runic Skin [X]} T2 {Stone Bones [X], Stone Muscles [X], Stone Skin [X], Instant-Twitch Nerves [X]} T3 {Iron Bones [X], Iron Muscles [X], Iron Skin [X], Automatic-Reflex Nerves [IX] (4010 / 29600)}
Utility:
T1 {Lodenstone of Chance [X], Well of Fortune [X], Unnatural Endurance [IX] (1026 / 7400), Unnatural Speed [IX] (812 / 7400), Unnatural Flexibility [X], Unnatural Awareness [VII] (2970 / 4400), Unnatural Leap [VI] (220 / 3200), Unnatural Grip [IV] (1210 / 1400), Eyes of Inspection [X]} T2 {Aura of Misfortune [X]} T3 {Luck of the Draw I [X]} T4 {Luck Would Have It I [I] (0 / 1600)}
Talents: Touch of a Gambler, Mark of Fortune
Skill Points Available: 0
As Jason was learning Common from Baghric he also learned the basic things. He didn’t ask them as Baghric still just assumed that he was born and grew up around Invetia, but Baghric drew them for him as reading material. He got the calendar system, the currency system, geography, and other very basic but general knowledge things. There were only ten months, but each was 35 days long. Very uniform and made a total of 350 days.
Every year apparently they did their calendars based on dungeon breaks. Every city was built near one or two dungeons because they were a precious resource, Jason did ask Baghric about this, and so the people made their calendars to really just tell when those breaks were going to happen. Usually the cities would go into vigilance mode during the last two months of the year to prepare for the break.
The seasons didn’t occur with the months. Jason figured that meant that their calendar was always actually more or less than a year because they didn’t take into account leap years or anything like that. Really shows just how important dungeons are to civilization in this world. That the calendars were made around dungeon schedule and not like crops or anything. To tell time throughout the day they had some time telling devices. Their “clocks” though were only bought by a rare few people, like Baghric. So most people just used the sun as their natural clock.
That was a really long thought tangent for me looking at my stats. I guess I’m just staring in awe at how much progress I’ve made in four or five months. Doing spartan training every day for sixteen straight hours is very good for skill and level growth. Of course the experience from just fighting Baghric every day also helped me a lot. He even occasionally let me kill wolf packs on my own. He must be a proud adoptive father. Baghric had told Jason once that he liked to think of himself as his adoptive parent. Not in a loving way, but in a “I’m going to help you get your shit together and find your place in the world” kind of way. Jason found it hard to argue with him once Baghric told him in a very Baghric-like way exactly what he meant.
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The Primitive Runic Skin was essentially the same as the Dwarf Bones except for magic defense. It gave 8% magic defense and increased that by 8% every level. Jason could’ve instead gotten the Primitive Elemental Skin or the Primitive Arcane Skin which were similar to the Wooden and Rubber Skins with one giving 10% elemental damage resistance with 5% non-elemental damage resistance and the other switching the two values.
What Jason had forgotten was that getting a skill would actually change the body slightly. The moment he had gotten that skill at level 23 his entire body had started bleeding and burning. It had felt like someone took a sharp knife and started carving into him and somehow had neglected all his defenses. After a minute or two the pain had stopped and Jason was able to really inspect himself. When he checked he saw that his body was covered with very ugly looking engravings.
Truthfully I’m not looking forward to getting the better versions of the skill, but let’s be honest if I want to simply survive long enough so that the enemies' bad luck kills them then I need some magic resistance. I also won’t have enough skill points after getting the luck skills to get all the other magic defenses so I have to pick and choose now.
Jason looked over his skills and narrowed down what he could actually improve on. Unnatural Endurance, Unnatural Speed, Unnatural Leap, Unnatural Grip, or Automatic-Reflex Nerves. Unnatural Endurance and Speed leveled with running. Unnatural Grip leveled with stamina used to climb and hang there. Unnatural Leap leveled with… well… leaping. Automatic-Reflex Nerves levels with anything having to do with fast and rapid movements.
I don’t know where anything is and I don’t trust myself to get back to the guild, what’s the name anyway Baghric still hasn’t told me. So I guess I’m just going to go outside to the sparring grounds and then I don’t know… climb and jump from tree to tree. Beyond the clearing for sparring there was indeed a small grove of trees then immediately after that the walls of the city. I bet that small clearing is only there to help practice the Plant Manipulation and Tree Manipulation skills in the Control pathway.
Even after Jason had gotten to level 24 and maxed out his experience he noticed that his skills were still earning him experience. He just didn’t get any towards his level because he was maxed out. Wanting to not waste his experience he had decided to spend as much unlocking tiers as he could without dropping out of level 24. He ended up being able to buy all the active and passive tier 1, tier 2, and tier 3 of Offense (ranged and melee) and of the Magical subtree in Defense.
There were twenty skilltrees in Offense. Ten in melee and ten in ranged with both of those splitting further into active and passive. So really there were forty skilltrees if the splitting of active and passive counted. There were eight skilltrees in Defense. Four in magic defense and four in physical defense, both separated further into active and passive. Utility was a bit weirder.
It had two skilltrees that it immediately split into, Luck and Persuasion. Then it had two that split into six sub-skilltrees, Movement and Perception. Then it had two that split into three skilltrees, Control and Buffs & Debuffs. Making it so that altogether it had sixteen skilltrees that all separated into active and passive routes. Yet Luck only had active tiers up to tier 3.
Jason got up from the bed and then started to walk down into the boisterous tavern. There were people everywhere. Humans and dwarves were the only ones that Jason saw right now, but Baghric had shown him the words for elves, drows, therianthropes (beastmen as most people called them), and halflings. So he assumed that they also existed somewhere out there. Although maybe some of the people in this room are halflings… hmm… maybe. While pondering this immensely important question Jason went to his right and went down the hallway that he hadn’t yet gone down.
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Keeping his eyes trained on the back wall where the door outside would probably be Jason just kept walking. Eventually Jason found that door. It looked like any other door in the guildhall except that right above it were the words Sparring Grounds written in Common. Jason pushed open the door and was hit with the violent sounds of steel clashing and arrows whirling through the air. There was a lot of panting and grunting going on as different people and parties attacked and fought each other. All the while the clerics and other more mundane healers were on the side in case of emergency.
There were quite a lot of people with instruments and stage performance clothes signing random little hymns here and there which created no visible effects, but if Jason was going to guess he’d say that they were probably bards of some sort. There were people flinging spells incessantly or having blasting aura effects constantly. Some people were letting themselves get hit repeatedly without moving, but their wounds were closing up as fast as they were being created. One guy had a good chunk of his arm sliced off and he just stood there watching as the muscle bulged and regenerated back to full in three or four seconds.
Really from the window this place looked a lot more peaceful and orderly. Absolute nutjobs. The lot of ya. I mean what if someone gets hit by those spells, someone has definitely been hit by those auras before. As for you, you’re one crazy bastard. I mean I don’t really react to pain because of some metamorphosis I’m going through, but you… you’re just fucking insane.
Jason walked through the absolute chaos dodging magic and arrows, suffering through auras, and being blessed by song. Why the hell are there arrows? There's a goddamn range right over there you assholes. Although it was only a minute of walking to get to the other side of the chaos Jason felt that it was at least an hour. Once he reached the other side he saw that there were even people in the forest doing just as he suspected, manipulating the plant life.
Most of them were just sitting on the ground or on logs wearing normal clothes. As always with the guild insignia sewed on. Jason saw one of them was wearing an entire outfit that looked to be made of bark of leaves with the insignia formed from twisted branches.. It was a woman. She had white hair that fell straight down and ended a bit below her shoulders. She seemed thin but from the few muscles that the bark armour revealed she was absolutely ripped. So probably just really really toned I guess. Like a panther. Her eyes were closed and she was sitting in a classic meditative pose in the woods.
Her spot was right in front of the largest tree in the grove which Jason knew was right in the middle of the grove because of his window view. Jason couldn’t really tell what she was doing as no plants or really anything was actively moving in her surroundings. Well she seems like the big boss in the grove so I might as well go ask her if it’s fine to use these trees as jumping and grip training. Jason walked up to the woman and sat down a few meters in front of her.
“Excuse me… can I use the trees to train my grip and my leap.” Common still wasn’t completely natural to Jason so he ended up hesitating here and there with his pronunciation being one of a definite foreigner. The woman opened her eyes and they were golden. Not a soft gold these were a bright fiery golden. She tilted her head, making her hair fall with gravity and reveal one pointed ear. Jason nearly squealed with delight. AN ELF! His inner nerd was coming out with each continual second.
The woman seemed to tell that something was going on with Jason because she looked him up and down and gave a knowing smile. She probably thinks I want her or something. Oh how wrong yet right she is. Not in the way she thinks, but god damn it’s an elf a real elf. It’s like when I met Baghric for the first time… until I learned he was insufferable. Jason sighed in his mind. Hopefully she doesn’t turn out the same way.
“Go ahead. We see that you’re not a member of our guild yet. What is your name?” The elf spoke in a very eloquent manner. Common typically didn’t sound good to Jason’s ears as it was full of harsh consonants making it seem more like a barbaric German than English. Yet this elf seemed to somehow make it sound beautiful to Jason’s ears. Jason smiled and got up while starting to stretch.
“Name’s Jason. Thank you for letting me use the trees.” The woman just nodded and went back to her… training. Jason started his own training shortly. With his now powerful body and new jump skill he was able to jump five meters straight up from a standstill. This allowed him to reach the very tops of the trees at the height of his jump. So for a few hours Jason simply swung from branch to branch training his grip skill and sometimes doing flips midair to land on his feet on a branch. From there he would jump from tree to tree.
“You are similar to a monkey you know. We do not mean that as an insult as most of our kind do, but We simply mean that you are very acrobatic in the trees.” The elvish woman had stopped her training and had been watching Jason for an unknown amount of time. “When is your entrance exam for the guild?”
“Tomorrow ma’am… lady?” She laughed at his hesitation.
“Ma’am is fine for now.” She leaned forward and rested her head on one of her hands. “How about you fight us and we will give you pointers?” Jason was going to refuse, but something in her eyes told him that if he refused she would just attack him anyway.
“Alright ma’am let me ju--” Before Jason could even finish one of the trees near him suddenly grew another branch that speared towards Jason’s head. Using instincts Jason didn’t know he possessed he managed to jump up and grab a branch with his right hand causing the attacking branch to completely miss. Nevermind I guess I’m not allowed to regenerate stamina. Ok fair enough then. As Jason was thinking this he felt more than saw another branch shooting towards his back. He flipped himself onto the branch he was holding onto and then sent a punch towards another branch as it attacked his head. The branch splintered under the force of his hardened muscles, skin, and bone.
Well I guess this is what I’m doing now. Jason wasn’t upset. Nor was he mad. The months of warlike training he had gone through had changed him. This was now just like any other day for him now.
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New Skills
Defense
Magical
Skin
Passive
Tier 1
Primitive Runic Skin [Rank I] (0 / 200) Increases skin's magic dmg resistance by 8% Increase magic dmg resistance by 8% per rank
Utility
Movement
Jumping
Passives
Tier 1
Unnatural Leap [Rank I] (0 / 200) Increases vertical by 20% Increases vertical by additional 20% per rank
Utility
Movement
Climbing
Passives
Tier 1
Unnatural Grip [Rank I] (0 / 200) Decreases stamina usage for clinging or climbing by 5% Increases stamina usage reduction by 5% per rank
Utility
Perception
Eyesight
Passives
Tier 1
Eyes of Insight [Rank I] (0 / 200) Can see the General Information of any creature or plant 10 or more levels below you Reduces level requirement by one per rank
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