《Survival of a healer》Chapter 5 Guild
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I will start a new story and put my story > into hiatus .
It is not wise to start so many storys but i will awakem them later on !
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The group walked along the streets which got more and more populated . There was even one dwarf walking along with an armored group .
The people next to kevin gazed at the dwarf as if he's an attraction . They stopped when the guild-man glared at them .
Kevin only looked once at the dwarf . The dwarf isn't special , just a little short with a beard .
Besides kevin got other problems , he is a supporter with no group . Not only that , it is even possible that the guild-man says the true and groups won't split anymore . Because of the trust-sh*t points from the system .
That is fatal for kevin , supporters are known as amazing group classes , but alone they are pretty weak and not so useful . In other words group god and solo trash .
The only advantage kevin has is amy his meat-shield . However a full party is created by 8 people , thus with only 2 people it won't be so easy .
After a while the guild-man stopped before a big house and said :
" Now get in and register yourself with your name , age and one drop of blood . The one drop of blood will be used on the status stone . It is way more advanced than your personal status .
The only problem is that the stone is too heavy or else everyone would get an advanced status by himself/herself . "
There is nothing that mark this building as the guild-house , but people go in and out .
Entering the guild kevin could see the inside . A big hall with a board filled with quests standing on one side and filled with tables and chairs on the other side .
Some groups sit there and ate while some surrounded some kind of map . Maybe preparing for one quest ? One couple stand in front of the board and another group of people waited in front of the guild counter .
The guild-man walked towards the guild counter and entered it . Before he did so he glared at us like " Don't you dare to walk away " .
It was quite fierce glare .
After a while he walked out with a little box in his arms . Suprisingly nobody looked at us .
In the box were the guild cards which are used as ID cards in this world .
Writing down name and age kevin walked to the status stone . The man showed the stone to the group after every person registered into the guild . Then he walked away and just said a ' good luck ' to everyone .
Since kevin isn't in a group he just walked to the stone other than the groups who discussed plans for the future .
Using a drop of blood a screen appeared . Nobody else could look at the screen except the owner . The legendary appraisal in the games are non-existend .
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Why did kevin know that ? Because he looked how other people used the stone . And it is not really one single stone . A word more fitting would be stone looking monument .
It is really big , about 4 meters wide and 2 meters long . Just drop your blood somewhere and the status will pop up .
Using the blood kevin prepared he saw his advanced status . It was not easy for him to get a drop of blood . He even lost one HP !
[Kevin - lv 1 (0/100) ]
[Recruit , Born to Support ]
[Pets : Bear ]
[Abilitys : Inventory ]
HP: 9/10
MP: 40/40
[STR: 1][AGI: 1][VIT: 1][INT: 14][WIS: 12]
[ P-DEF: 10 ] [ M-DEF: 0 ]
[Skills : ]
[Lowermost Heal] [ mpc 2 / 1% wis+int / 0% ]
[ Lesser Cure ] [ mpc 10 ]
[ Lowermost Buff ] [ mpc 10 / 5% str+dex+vit / 1% ]
[ Lowermost Light ] [ mpc 5-1ps / 10% x 2int x element / 3% ]
[ Element : ]
[ Water 0 ]
[ Fire 0 ]
[ Wind 0 ]
[ Earth 0 ]
[ Light 100 ]
[ Dark -100 ]
Kevin looked at the new things , his skill description got shortened , Pdef and Mdef seemed like the defences of physical and magical .
His body element seemed to be light and his weakness is dark .
Won't he be a perfect game priest/cleric ? Now he just have to search for some holy goddess he could pray for .
He soon discarded the thought , even if priest and clerics are powerful healers ingame . Doesn't that mean he would have to be a virgin forever ?
Kevin shuddered at the thought of being forever alone .
After kevin stored his now filled ID card he walked towards the guild counter and waited in line . He choosed the line with the fewest people in it .
Somehow one line is extremely big . Maybe the counter person is the best or the prettiest ?
Kevin choosed the counter with a scary looking guys , he is bald with a scar on his head . A little bit bigger than 2 meters and a body full of muscles he scares most of the guys away .
Since kevin didn't have to wait so long he could see the other guild staff and the counterperson with the longest line . Two normal looking old guys , 4 middle aged women , one handsome young man , one beautiful cat women and the scary guy .
Naturally the line in front of the handsome young man and cat women were longer , who didn't prefer beauty ? While in the line of the cat women were more man in the handsome youth line were more women .
The old looking guys have some waiting in line and the middle aged women , after all they are doing their word pretty decent . In the scary guy line were not even 1/10 people of the beautiful/handsome line .
It is more like 1/30 of the normal line and 1/60 of the popular line .
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" What do you want ? " a deep voice sounded .
Kevin turned and looked at the bald man .
" Can you give me some information for travelers , i am new ? "
" Should i sign you and your group for the beginner-camp ? For two weeks you'll learn the dangers and necessary infos for the monsters and etc. . Can you give me the name of your seven teammates ? "
" I am alone , without any group . Since we were 9 people i had to left and the countdown was too fast . "
Kevin didn't wanted to say that he didn't partied with anybody because of self-pity .
" Oh ... " he looked at kevin and fell silent for a while .
" Then do you want to make a random group with people from this world ? They are stronger than you , but i think they won't despise you . "
Kevin agreed immediately , he has nowhere to go and nothing to do . Thus he took the chance of joining a team . Who knows when he will get the next chance ?
The man laughed , which sounded kind of creepy , probably he tried to laugh more " kind " than villain like .
He took a page and gave it to kevin .
" Here's your room number . Wait till there are 8 people in the room , that will be your random party . If you want to change your party then just come back and we will give you another room number . "
Afterwards he patted kevin on his shoulder and said : " You are not the only one whom people don't like . Remember the outside it not important , only the personality ! "
Kevin didn't spoke any further and left with the room number .
While searching for the room he sneered , everybody is taught that inside is way more important than outside , however reality has proven that look will be more important than inside . After all you judge a person by his looks and not his personality .
Leaving the guildhall and entering the room section kevin felt that the guild is way bigger than it looks outside . Since how would it be possible to have so much room when the hall is already so big ?
Walking around he could see a plan picturing the outline of the guildd hanging on the wall .
It answered kevin question , the hall is only the entrance while the bigger part is hide behind the other houses on the street .
After he confirmed where the room with the number 89 is he walked away .
Kevin stopped at one of the doors which has the number 89 painted on it and opened the door without any hesitate .
What awaited him is a room with the only window being on the ceiling . The only furniture are 8 chairs surrounding a roundtable .
In the middle of the roundtable is round shaped ball of glass . Probably light source if the sun went down .
Kevin choosed one seat while looking at the person who already sit in one chair .
While sitting down he looked at the person carefully .
" Do i have anything in my face ? "
" No , but i imagined some normal guy . " kevin answered the blunt statement .
" So i am not normal ? "
Kevin laughed inwardly , nobody would say he is not normal . But the person in front of him looked like one of those person who would be immediately surrounded by people . In other words the popular humans .
Not only that , with his dark brown hairs and emerald green eyes even kevin as a boy would find him handsome .
He isn't jealous , after all kevin is part of the true love sect ! Thus as long as he will find his true love everything is ok . Hell even more girl whom will love him are okay !
" Yeah , you are not normal . Just look at you ! Too handsome and too much charisma ! " kevin said .
The person giggled and said : " Adam , my pleasure to have such an interesting group member . "
" Kevin , nice too meet you . "
Soon they began to talk about stuff , like the perfect party .
" 3 shoud be tanks , 2 archers or rogue , 2 mages and one supporter or healer ! " ( Kevin )
" No , 5 should be tanks and the rest should be archers or mages . " ( Adam )
" Why are there so many tanks ? We need more damage and more sustain , in your group there is no one to heal . " ( Kevin )
" Are you a traveler or a pumpkin ? It may be that your party is an all round party , however in reality there are many faults . " ( Adam )
" I am a traveler , a new one . " ( kevin )
" ... So you are saying you are only lv 1 ? " ( Adam )
" Is that a problem for you ? You can leave if you want ! " kevin said slightly angry , after all he is now completely alone without any friends .
" No , but no wonder you said that we have to have 2 mages . What i wonder about is that you are completely alone . Normally travelers already have groups of 8 . " (Adam)
" Yeah yeah , i am sorry for being alone . Besides scary guy didn't send me to some learning group because i have to register as a group of 8 . " ( Kevin )
" No problem for being alone ! *smirk* You have me as a group member and i can teach you the basic information . " ( adam )
At the smile of adam kevin felt uncomfortable . However in the future he would back to it and say " This is the smirk of friendship ! "
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