Isran the Great

Isran woke up with no feeling in her right arm. She had no idea when Elysi had lain beside her but she wasn’t complaining. A particularly needy part of her was also not complaining.

Ignoring the tent in her curtain-skirt Isran opened up her status sheet. She had reached level five the day before and had received a notification that a new skill was available. Isran also wanted to spend her free attribute points from level four.

 

NAME: ISRAN THE GREAT                         

RACE: HUMAN                                                  

PRIMARY CLASS: WARRIOR                             

SECONDARY CLASS: KNIGHT                               

 

STRENGTH: 6         

DEXTERITY: 5          

SPEED: 5      

ENERGY: 5  

ENDURANCE: 5 

 

 

SPECIFIC CLASS (1): KNIGHT OF GREATNESS [5]

SPECIFIC CLASS (2): NONE

HEALTH:  68/100                              MANA: 0/0

 

Isran had to find a way to gain back her health points. Sleep clearly didn’t recuperate it even though she had no pain in her hands anymore. Sixty-eight was dangerously close to half and Isran really hoped they left the dungeon before she ever had to witness her health dip that low.

Isran put her attribute point into speed, bringing its total up to six.

 

 

NAME: ISRAN THE GREAT                         

RACE: HUMAN                                                  

PRIMARY CLASS: WARRIOR                             

SECONDARY CLASS: KNIGHT                               

 

STRENGTH: 6         

DEXTERITY: 5          

SPEED: 6     

ENERGY: 5  

ENDURANCE: 5 

 

 

SPECIFIC CLASS (1): KNIGHT OF GREATNESS [5]

SPECIFIC CLASS (2): NONE

HEALTH:  68/100                              MANA: 0/0

 

 

Next was her available skills for level five.

 

PUSH HARDER

5 ATTRIBUTE POINTS TO YOUR ENERGY STAT

 

 

LOYAL STEED

YOU HAVE BEEN RIDDEN BY A SOUL BLESSED BY THE PERSONIFICATION OF LOVE AND SEX. THIS SKILL INCREASES YOUR ENDURANCE STAT BY 10 POINTS.

And the skill she hadn’t picked before was still available, Isran was happy that was the case.

 

 

PROTECTOR OF THE WEAK

ANY SHIELD YOU WEILD WILL WITHSTAND MORE DAMAGE THAN ORIGINALLY INTENDED. THIS EFFECT IS INCREASED WHEN YOU ARE PROTECTING SOMEONE WEAKER THAN YOU.

 

 

Isran had a feeling the goddesses were playing a hand in the wording and abilities of the skills she was being offered. She hadn’t seen any need to boost her endurance stat yet and the other skill was much the same. A boost to a stat that she didn’t think she needed as of yet. Ten points was a big jump though. The endurance stat was probably tied to how much damage she could withstand, but if she was taking a pure stat boost to help her be a better shield the PROTECTOR OF THE WEAK skill was much better suited to assist her.

Then again the PROTECTOR OF THE WEAK skill was reliant on shields, the moment she had no use for shields her skill slot would be wasted considering she couldn’t swap out skills.

Isran glanced down at Elysi’s sleeping form, she had wrapped the tips of her ram-like horns and Isran was very grateful for that. The softened tips were poking her boob. She looked like an angel beside her.

Isran thought about the skill, it said Elysi was blessed by the personification of sex and love, no shade but that was no doubt not Vycor. Being blessed by Sephia huh... Isran wondered what Elysi’s specific class (1) was.

She decided that when they left the dungeon and she had more information on the world she would choose her second skill, it wasn’t a timed choice and Isran appreciated that a lot.

Elysi woke up maybe an hour later, Isran couldn’t be sure, they packed up quickly Isran handing Elysi the last of her water. The sheep girl couldn’t eat any of the meat she had looted from the man she found so the least she could do was give her water.

She was glad Elysi didn’t complain about the leafy aftertaste of the water, she gulped down the half bottle of water and grabbed her staff.

“How long have you been down here?”

Elysi turned to look up at Isran, she was walking a few paces ahead. “I won’t know till we get back to Thalbrin, though with how many times I’ve slept I think... five days.”

Isran frowned. “What happened to your supplies?” The woman definitely couldn’t have survived on anything for five days.

“My group got robbed. The rest of them died.”

Isran frowned in confusion. “Group?”

Elysi stopped and turned to face Isran fully, prompting the taller woman to stop as well. “I forget you have memory loss... adventurers that explore the dungeon together are called groups.”

“That’s a rather boring name.”

Elysi’s brow rose. “Right...”

They continued walking. “When did that happen?”

Elysi hummed. “A few hours before you showed up actually. Two of my group members were dragged away. Our tank was tossed in the river.”

A shiver went up Isran’s spine. “People just attack others in the dungeon?”

Elysi shrugged. “They had run out of food and we were weaker than them, there is no law in the dungeons.”

Isran didn’t like that sound of that. “They dropped you in the pit? You said it was a trap.”

Elysi mumbled a little. “So many questions... yes they dropped me in the pit.”

Isran decided to stay quiet for the rest of the journey, she had asked Elysi enough questions. A weird thought popped up for Isran. Did Elysi regurgitate stored food like most grazing animals? That was definitely a rude question to ask so she kept it to herself.

The door to leave the dungeon was a curtain of inky black wall. Encased in an archway with gargoyles on either side. Thankfully the gargoyles did not move.

Without hesitation, Elysi stepped through the black wall.

Isran turned to look at the chamber they were in, much bigger than the others and the walls lined with gargoyles. Isran wouldn’t really miss the dungeon. But exploring was fun and she would be lying if she said she wasn’t excited to tackle the place with more equipment and some training.