《World of swords: a new beginning.》Stats with a rabbit
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Chapter 8
I didn't expect to kill the rabbit instantly, however, upon impact, mr.rabbit’s neck was instantly broken. My current problem now was how I was going to eat the rabbit. I didn't know how to cook, and my animalistic instincts were telling me to just eat it on the spot.
After skinning it, my urges became Unbearable. Forfeiting my sanity temporarily, I became consumed by my animal instinct. Viciously I scarfed down the rabbit. Soon though, I regained myself. Disgusted by my nature and the blood dripping down my face, I searched for a river utilizing my hearing to the max.
I ended up finding one quite a distance away. Slowly I trudged through the forest exhausted.
-on the wailing rocks-
A short scuffling of feet can be heard as 3 dwarfs move along a musty dark corridor. As the trio move, they come upon a large wooden door with iron lining the frame. Rigid symbols can be seen all along the iron. they silently pulsate mana out of each symbol. After approaching the door they waited for about 2 minutes before the door opened itself.
A bass tone rings: “Enter.”
Said a very muscular dwarf sitting on a stone throne. The trio walked through the door simultaneously and kneeled shortly after.
“Greetings your’ majesty.” they said.
“Greetings” the kingly dwarf responded.
“You may rise, what reason d’you have to come here?”
All of the dwarfs rise together. The dwarf in the middle proceeds to answer the king’s question:“The Western forges have run out of their metals, s’ have the southern forges. The west request 20 kilograms of mithril, the south request 10 kilograms.” the dwarf on the left added on to his request: “due t’ the recent rise in the requests for metal, the east and west mines request for new tools to mine with.”
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The king contemplated the requests, then he looked back towards the dwarfs.
“I shall grant these requests with pleasure, but what d’you want?” the king pointed to the dwarf on the right.
With a worried expression the dwarf tells the king, “Aye sire we have come across unusual fluctuations on magical energy all ‘round the north mines, and we would like t’ take tools t’ inspect the location to make sure tis’ safe”
“What sort of magic would cause us t’be frightened?” the king askes intrigued.
“We believe’t to be some sort of magical rift. Even our best field teams couldn’t make heads or tails of’t. Otherwise we would send our guesses and findings and not a request.” the dwarf explains.
“Aye we must be careful of new magic else we be destroyed by it.” the dwarf king mumbles as he leans back on his throne.
-around 20 minutes later somewhere in the lion kingdom-
After washing off my body and resting for a bit, i got up from my seated position, then headed the same direction i had been going. For some reason i seem to have is like an innate compass, as such, i know general directions without getting lost from my path. At minimum i don‘t go around in circles.
While I move I decided to look at the menu again. I found an unusual change that I guess helped me:
[Name: Sam Baker]-
[Race: Therianthropy (Wolf type)]-
{Racial characteristic: enhanced senses, +5 str +5 agi}
[domain: earth]-
[Aleignment: ao dag gar]-
[Level: 2M(0/4)]-
[Class:Sniper]-
{Class characteristics:+5 dex +5 agi, all precision damage is multiplied by x(1.5+(0.5*level)) current bonus = 2}
[Subclass:Hunter]
{Subclass characteristics: sniper damage doubled. cannot be marked while aiming. after training, it becomes possible to make bullets on the field.}
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[Trades: survivalism +5 wis +5 end, botany +5 wis +5 int , forward preparation +5 int +5 dex, revolutionist +5 con +5 luck.]
[Traits]
{Stat Points unallocated: 10}
{HP:110/100} {MP:0/0} {SP:110/100}
{MS:10}
{STR:15} {INT:20} {WIS:20}
{CON:15} {END:15} {AGI:20}
{DEX:20} {LUCK:15}
[equipment]
{head:nothing}
{body:torn clothing}
{legs:torn pants}
{feet:worn shoes}
{hands:nothing}
{weapon:noting}
[inventory: 1 gold, lion kingdom badge, book of herbs]
[skills: collection, steady shot, blessing:eyes, Tracking:Ears-High, Tracking:Nose-High, Tracking:Eyes-Low]
What was this [level]? Why did it go up? Hp also went up? Does that mean I am healthier? I just can't understand this conspicuous block of text. Besides that what is unallocated points?
Right on que, the answer appears:
[stat points may be acollated to any of the corresponding stats. Depending on your class, some stat points may be useless or less helpful.]
Oh! So does that mean I can improve my [stats]?
should I start with something that will immediately improve my situation? Maybe I should invest in something that improves my future.
“Hmm”
After contemplating what should be done with my stat points I look at my [class] and see the +5 to DEX and +5 to AGI.
“Ok I think that will help me the most!”
Talking to nobody in particular again, I start to allocate my points Based on the information from the block of text.
[Stat Points unallocated: 10 ~> 0]
{AGI:20 ~> 30}
If agi is the stat that represents my agility then that should mean I can move through this forest more agilely, or at minimum, a bit faster. As a bonus, it should improve my class to some degree. I have yet to see the stats in play, so I hope that it helps…
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