《The Ritual of the Summoned Ones》Back to the Dungeon
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'Ding' 'CLASS SKILL UNLOCKED'
'INNATE SWORD KNOWLEDGE – LEVEL 1
'INNATE SWORD KNOWLEDGE = GIVES SUMMONED ONE INNATE KNOWLEDGE OF ANY SWORD IN RANGE'
"Cool".
Hadrian was in a daze, it would seem like everything was finally starting to go his way now. His status, skills and blessing's all have activated and he had been given a decent understanding of them, it was like a weight had been lifted off him and everything was finally going to be alright.
"Okay you can do this, you're not going to die. Everything is going to be okay, you’ll be okay".
"For now though I’m going to make a list of everything I've got to do now. First I'm going to go back to the blacksmiths and try to secure it as best I can, hopefully turning it into a small safe house I can use in emergencies. Next I'm going to have to search for some food anything will do, I’ve been to distracted to notice before now but I haven't eaten in nearly two days and if I wait any longer I’m going to be completely screwed”
Having settled on a small list of things to do, Hadrian started to focus up on the things he can do before he leaves for the Dungeon again. "First things first, I’m going to check out my new swords"
Walking over to his new swords laying on the ground, Hadrian picked them both up.
'Ding' 'STANDARD LONG SWORD'
'CONDITION = PERFECT'
'RANK = COMMON'
'STANDARD LONG SWORD FAVOURED BY BEGINNING ADVENTURES AND SOLDIERS'
'STANDARD SHORT SWORD'
'CONDITION = PERFECT'
'RANK = COMMON'
'STANDARD SHORT SWORD FAVOURED BY BEGINNING ADVENTURES AND GUARDSMAN'
"Okay I’ve got two decent weapons to start with, but I’ve got to remember to check out those other swords I saw at the blacksmiths"
Hadrian kneels on the floor, spreading out the armor he received from his class box. Having no skill to identify it, he decides any armor is better than no armor and starts to try to equip it. "Well better see how I put on this bloody thing then"
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He starts trying to put his new armor on, eventually getting the hang of it one piece at a time. Starting with his new boots and finishing with the gauntlet's, “Well it that skeleton’s arm was ripped off for no reason in the end, .....sucks to be it”
Getting up off the floor he starts to walk over to the fountain, Hadrian looks over at water to get a better look at himself in its reflection.
A tall male is seen in the reflection, his shaggy brown hair barely reaching his amber eyes lays flat against his head. Clad in dark armor with one sword across his back and another on his hip, he struck a fearsome image.
"Damn, I look good"
Hadrian was admiring his new look, his body had gone through a metamorphosis when he gained the class known as Swordsman and gained the stats that came with it. Refining and rebuilding it to be perfect for wielding the sword.
"Seriously I look gooood"
"Wait, I'm forgetting something, something important. Something real important, what the hell was it?"
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"MANA!!"
"HEY WHERE THE HELL IS MY MAGIC, DIDN'T I GET A AFFINITY FOR DEATH MAGIC OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT?"
'Ding' ' MANA LOCKED'
'AFFINITY LOCKED'
'MANA CORE UNAWAKENED'
"....okay, how the hell do I awaken my MANA core?"
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....
"Awwwww"
"Well better head back to the Dungeon, which means going through the nightmare gate ... that doesn't terrify me at all. 100% don't think I'm going to be trapped in there forever, in the darkness, lost in the endless void of nothing"
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...
...
“Well off I go then!”
"Adventure Time!"
"I have got no, fucking friends"
“I jump right through, darkness gates”
"With stabby the swords and me the human"
"The nightmares will never end, it’s adventure time"
Hadrian singing his jolly tune, sprints full speed and jumps straight into the Gate
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BLACK, DARK, NOTHING, VOID, ENDLESS
"HAHAHAHAHAHA THAT WASN'T TERRIFYING AT ALL, I'M SUPER FINE AND EVERYTHING!!"
Hadrian runs straight out of the Gate, never stopping until he reaches the edge the town. He continues forward straight, passing all the buildings and arriving at the blacksmiths.
"Hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, well that was a thing, at least I got here fast"
Looking over at the blacksmiths, Hadrian makes sure to check to make sure the front door was still closed.
"Well looks like everything is still intact, better safe the sorry thought"
Walking into the blacksmiths he looks through the door to make sure the first floor is clear, after that he heads upstairs to re-secure the bedrooms he already checked.
"Everything is still the same here then, I'm going to check the last two rooms and then start to secure this place. With all the equipment and supplies here it should be quite easy.
'BANG' He kicks open the third door in the hallway, it reveals a medieval washroom. A large metal bathtub surrounded by various laundry and bathing type items.
"One down, one to go"
'BANG' Down goes the other door, it was a storeroom.
"Hahahahahaha, my luck stat is actually working", inside the room was plenty of wooden planks, metal nails, various weapon fittings and some canned food.
"Pretty much everything I need to secure this place and make a half decent base"
Hadrian unsheathed his short sword and stabs a can of food and cut’s it open.
It was a can of soup, Hadrian downed the whole thing.
"Ohhhhhhh, thank god for that, better make sure to ration this stuff before I find any more food"
Hadrian grabs some wooden planks and a box of nails and starts making his way downstairs, placing them on the counter and then heads back to get more supplies.
Getting everything he needed, started securing the front door.
"Sorry skele-bro but you got to go"
Hadrian grabs the skeletal remains and drags them outside, throwing them out into the street.
"Well that's done, better get this entrance secure"
Walking back into the store he grabs the wooden planks, making sure that the front door is fully secured. He starts nailing planks over the front entrances, taking his time to make sure everything is properly done.
"Job done, going to go secure the back gate then I'm going to check out those swords"
In the little garden plot outside the blacksmiths, Hadrian is hammer planks onto the gates locking it place. Finished with that he grabs the leftover planks and nails to make himself a small ladder.
"This is going to be my only way to get out and in, better make sure it's strong"
He reinforces the ladder even more, making sure it's strong enough to support his weight and he places it against the fence.
Walking back into the store Hadrian, starts searching for all swords he can find.
"Seven swords, not bad, not bad at all. Well let's see what we got"
'FORGED BASTARD SWORD'
'CONDITION = GOOD'
'RANK = UNRANKED'
'A SWORD FORGED BY AN AVERAGE BLACKSMITH'
'FORGED SHORT SWORD'
'CONDITION = BAD'
'RANK = UNRANKED'
'POORLY FORGED SWORD BY A NOVICE BLACKSMITH'
'FORGED GREAT SWORD'
'CONDITION = GREAT'
'RANK = COMMON'
'FORGED BY A EXPERIENCED BLACKSMITH'
'FORGED RAPIER'
'RANK = UNRANKED'
'CONDITION = BROKEN'
'FORGED POORLY THIS BLADE IS DAMAGED IN THE FORGING PROCESS'
'SKELETON SWORD'
'RANK = UNCOMMON'
'CONDITION = BAD'
'SWORD BELONGING TO SKELETON BORN FROM A DUNGEON'
'BIG DAGGER'
'RANK = UNCOMMON'
'CONDITION = GRAND'
'DAGGER FORGED FOR A RACE LARGER THAN HUMANS'
'[Grace] NAMED LONG SWORD'
'RANK = RARE'
'CONDITION = EXQUISITE'
'FORGED LOVINGLY BY MASTER BLACKSMITH, INFUSING IT WITH THERE ESSENCE'.
"Holy crap that's a big dagger"
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