《The Wanderer》Chapter 4: Death Always Wins
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Pov Sylvia,
It's been several days since I arrived in this place I had managed to kill a few Oraics and good stuff from them and got the [Scavging] skill I got two types of items from the Oraics.
[Oraic Bone]
This is a very tough material stronger than most uncommon metals.
[Oraic Meat]
This meat is a juicy 'healthy' meal. It is probably ideal to cook the meat before consumption.
I have a good amount of meat and bone stocked up in the spot I've been staying at. It's a run down house made of metal I don't know what it is made out of but it left me with a place to stay.
"This place is unsettling." so much so I'm talking to myself. "Next I need to practice making a weapon... perhaps a bone sword would be good." I take 5 of the bones and put them in a stone bowl of sorts. I had learned by experimenting that the bone melts at extreme heat and that the container I am using requires even higher. Melting the into ingots took hours to accomplish due to how many I made the ratio was 4:1 meaning four bones, one ingot. I ended up with 38 ingots meaning I melted 152 bones. The ingots had come out grayish and smooth
As I heated 6 of the ingots I started a making leather strip out of leather I found. After making the strip and ignoring a notification I head to my makeshift forge and anvil and take out 4 of the ingots from the forge start hammering them making a short sword blade. after doing that I grab the remaining ingots and make a hilt for the blade creating a casual sword I then use the leather to wrap the handle to improve my grip.
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After my crafting, I look at the messages I received and inspect the sword while I am at it.
Skill Gained [Blacksmithing] Lvl 4
You have gained a proficiency with smithing and can now create basic items
Skill Gained [Tailoring] Lvl 4
Tailoring includes everything from leatherworking to creating armor. You can create basic items now.
[Oraiciliam Sword] Rank: D
This sword was made by an amateur blacksmith with skill its blade is sharp, the blade durable it's a decent sword.
Durability: 2000/2000
"YES!!!" I ended up shouting out loud after all this info I feel so overjoyed. I think I am going to go hunt now.
I found it an Oraic higher level than me by nearly 40 levels. I slowly sneak towards It brandishing my blade going behind it. The Oraic was feasting upon some carcass giving me the perfect chance to deal some damage. I crept up behind it and slashed with my sword cutting off two of the eight tentacles. This caused it to be enraged so it spat out some form of acid at my face dodging to the left with a little bit getting on my sword and most on the ground I still got some on me.
'good thing most of that hit the ground, judging by how the ground is dissolving...' I think this is going to be harder than I anticipated. I charge towards the Oraic as it lunges its remaining six tentacles at me. I swerve in between them and slice at its neck, successfully cutting its throat. As it bleeds out it seems to go berserk and tries to launch acid at me but only burns it self as it leaks out of its wound.
It was at this point in the battle that it started pulling its chest open, what ensued was horrifying all the acid in its body launched towards me leaving me with little space to dodge. So I used what little magic knowledge I had and made an earthen wall to give me more of a chance to dodge. After I roll out of the way if the acid I grip my sword in anticipation but nothing happens. It turns out that attack was a last ditch effort to kill me.
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"Well, that went well..." I say to no one. I head up to the new corpse and collect my reward of meat and bones.
3rd person pov
In the same land that Sylvia is in a person watches whilst creating a rift back to where she came. This person and Sylvia don't know each other but will soon enough.
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