Fire Blast: Mana cost: 30. Duration: Instant. Lob a blast of fire at your target. Fire Blast does 20 fire damage if it strikes the target. To use Fire Blast act as if compacting a snowball while chanting the spell name for two seconds, then throw the ball of fire at your target. (You may change this spell requirement due to your ability.)
Alburet touched the parenthesis portion of the spell. A pop-up asked him to touch it before making the motions and adding the words to change the spell. Smiling, he touched the pop up, changing the hand motions to a single hand clenching before opening back up while saying the phrase “Die in a fire.” Another pop-up asked him if he accepted the changes and he agreed, then looked at the spell again.
Fire Blast: Mana cost: 30. Duration: Instant. Lob a blast of fire at your target. Fire Blast does 20 fire damage if it strikes the target. To use Fire Blast clench and open one fist slowly while saying “Die in a fire,” then throw the ball of fire at your target. (You have changed the requirements of this spell with an ability.)
Nodding, he looked at the other spell he had gotten and frowned when he saw it was just Demon Skin rank 2. At rank two it gave him 20 armor and cost 75 mana, but that was the only difference. He sighed at the lack of new spell but knew it was probably the easy way for them to give out spells every level minus those with abilities.
He did jump over to Summon Least Imp and change the words on that spell to, 'I summon Bob the Mighty.' Chuckling at his own joke of the two foot imp being mighty, he closed down the screen and started walking to the weapon shop.
Alburet reached Grimgar’s Weaponry just as the sun started to sink behind the mountains. Walking into the shop a small bell jingled, he paused taking in the displays all along the walls. Closing the door behind him, Alburet walked over to the nearest display case which held crossbows. As he was looking them over a cough sounded behind him, “Can I help ye?”
Alburet turned to find the owner of the deep gravelly voice and saw a Dwarf standing there. “Ah greetings, I do hope so. I’m in need of a better weapon so I can go off to fight the goblins to the east.”
The bald dwarf swept his blue eyes over Alburet as he stroked his beard. “A caster I would guess, since ye don’t even have leather armor on. Where did you hear about my shop?”
“From my trainer, Stewart, at the Dead Man’s Inn,” Alburet replied.
Grimgar laughed, “Stew sent you to me? Hmm, interesting. That would make ye a Summoner like him. Unlike armor, weapons are available to everyone if ye have the strength to use them. For most weapons a simple ten strength will allow ye to use them. For the two handed variety, it takes a minimum of twenty. For the simplest of weapons it only takes five though, for instance a wooden club, quarterstaff or dagger. Once ye start getting into quality metals the strength requirement goes up, high steel weapons add another minimum twenty to the base requirement. At the top end is star metal, which takes at least a hundred strength for a one handed weapon made of that metal.”
Alburet coughed, shaking his head “Looks like I might need to see about upping my strength at some point then. For now, I can only use the most basic of weapons, it appears. I have a few silver to my name, is there any way for me to get a decent weapon for that? Also, do you know why the limitation on armor?”
Grimgar chuckled, “The Creator said so? No seriously, that is the only answer we have. An Elementalist is rumored to have increased his strength to the point of being able to use a two handed star metal sword, but he still can’t put on even hardened leather.”
Chalking it up to game balance, Alburet shrugged, “Far be it from me to question the Creator. So what can we do about getting me a decent weapon?”
Grimgar stroked his black beard for a moment before replying, “I will do ye a favor. I will take that battered staff off ye hands along with two silver. In return I will provide ye a staff capable of lasting you long enough to leave the goblins behind. Well unless ye die a lot, if ye do it be not me fault when the weapon breaks earlier than it should.”
“Can I see the staff first?”
Grimgar ducked into the back, coming back a moment later with a polished dark wood staff. “Here we are, one of me standard weapons suitable for slaying goblins,” Grimgar said, setting it on the counter.
Alburet focused on the staff to get the stats on it.
Quarterstaff
35 Damage
150/150 Durability
Nodding, Alburet set his old staff on the counter and dug two silver out of his money pouch, placing them next to the old staff. “We have a deal it seems,” Alburet said as he picked up the new staff with a grin. “Pleasure doing business with you, Grimgar.”
“Aye, just take ye time out there. Too many press too fast at the goblin fort then end up dead. I wish ye the best of luck on ye trip and make sure to pick up any quests the garrison might have.” Grimgar said as he pocketed the silver and slid the old staff under the counter.
Alburet said his goodbyes and walked out the door into the night. Stopping just outside the shop, he glanced up at the star lit sky then over as a large gold moon rose over the tops of the houses nearby. Studying the crater scarred surface of the moon, Alburet let out a whistle of admiration before he yawned. He rubbed his face for a moment then started walking back towards the Dead Man Inn. He wondered what a room would cost for the night and was going to find out as he finally felt tired.
When he finally got back he blinked. What he thought was busy earlier had clearly been wrong. The inn was packed now, all spots at the bar taken and all the tables were filled. A few more people leaned against the walls talking with others. Making his way over to the bar he waited until the bartender got down to him. “How much for a room for the night?”
“Three silver paid in advance,” the bartender replied in a half shout to be heard over the crowd.
Rolling his eyes Alburet dropped his last silvers onto the counter, “I’ll take it.”
The bartender motioned him off to the side before he let out a peculiar whistle through the doorway that was behind the bar. A moment later a white haired old woman came out and around to Alburet before leading him up the back stairs. She led him to a room and showed him the bed along with the basin and pitcher of water for washing before leaving him. Alburet secured the chain on the inside of the door once she left.
Walking over to the bed, he stripped off his boots followed by his clothes before he pulled the blanket down and climbed into the bed. Once he pulled the blanket over himself he closed his eyes and lay back waiting for sleep to come.
Alburet
Human Summoner
Level 6
Strength: 5
Agility: 11
Constitution: 20
Intelligence: 20
Wisdom: 26
Charisma: 20
Health: 500
Mana: 560
Spells:
Demon Skin-Rank 2
Demonic Retribution
Summon Least Imp
Fire Blast
Abilities:
Personal Spells
Goblins
Alburet woke feeling refreshed and ready for the day as he stretched while opening his eyes. He was momentarily surprised to see a wooden ceiling above him. As he lay there as memory came rushing back, causing him to smile as he sat up. Getting out of bed he quickly pulled his clothes on, noting that they showed no stains or sign of wear from his having worn them. His stomach growled and he glanced at his buff bar to find the Thirsty and Hungry debuffs. He also found a new buff that declared him Well Rested, giving him a 10% bonus to experience for the next six hours. He washed his face before picking up his bag and heading downstairs. The taproom was mostly deserted with just a barmaid behind the bar.