Ezreal sat by a tree, contemplating on where to add his skill points, the battle although enjoyable had drained him quite a bit, and although he had been restored to full health by levelling up the mental fatigue was still there. Seems the game cant replenish that, Ezreal thought.
He stood up dusting himelf of. He walked over to where the dagger he had thrown had landed. He knelt picking up checking on its stat. It was badly damaged with a large crack along its edge. Ezreal sighed, he hadn't even reached the village and he already needed a better weapon.
He threw dagger away keeping the better one. Maybe the village might have some better weapons he thought. He opened the map, checking how far the village was. He smiled seeing he wasn't that far of. If he kept pace he should be there in around 2 hours he thought.
With that in mind he had finally decided where to assign his stat points.
"System," He said.
The blue interface materialzed again infront of him.
Name: Rhaast.
Race:Human
Health Points:200/200
Mana: 100/100
Level:2
EXP: 120/1000
Strength:5
Intelligence:5
Stamina:7
Speed:8
Durability:5
Wisdom:5
Stat points:10
Skills:N/A
Skill points:6
Quests:(1)
Inventory: (1)
He added another three skill points into speed, three into stamina and put the rest of the four into strength. He smiled seeing his new Stats.
Name: Rhaast.
Race:Human
Health Points:200/200
Mana: 100/100
Level:2
EXP: 120/1000
Strength:9
Intelligence:5
Stamina:10
Speed11
Durability:5
Wisdom:5
Stat points:0
Skills:N/A
Skill points:N/A
Quests:(1)
Inventory: (1)
He had no use for mana currently so he saw no points in wasting any into intelligence, and what was the point of durability if he wasn't planning on getting hit at all. It seems im going to be an assasin type character, he thought. He then began running towards the begginer village, marvelling at his current speed.
Eventually he found a path, which he assumed would lead him to the village, with hurried steps he rushed foward. In the distance he could see it. A large wooden gate, on the side tall wooden spikes that acted as walls, tied together by ropes. He approached closer. Seeing two guards on the side guarding the entrance. They wore pristine silver armour with golden outlines, each with a pointy spear and a sword strapped to their bag.
Ezreal walked towards them as a healthbar appeared on their forehead. But their levels as well as their identities were covered blocked only being displayed as question marks. Ethan stood infront of them but right as he was about to pass through the gates, they crosed their spears barring entry.
"State your identity." They shouted in unison.
Ezreal raised a brow in confusion, this was unlike other games where they would usually let players through with no questions asked, it appears this game is quite advanced compared to the others he thought.
"My name is Rhaast, i am a lost adventuter seeking refuge." He said to the guards.
The guards nodded towards each other before nodding and removing their spears. The large wooden gates then slowly opened up. They turned to face Ezreal.
"Welcome adventurer to Mayfare village, forgive us for out caution but you see our village has been plagued by shapefarers, they mimick humans and attempt to enter. Our sensers detected nothing coming from you so we judged you to be human. Sorry for you misfortune as well adventurer, better visit the adventurers outpost in the village to gain your identity again." the two guards said.
Ethan raised a brow in confusion, it seems, he hadn't felt any sensation of him being scanned but he attributed it to magic. With a nod he walked into the gate. The scene inside was straight from medieval time.
Cottages littered the place, with dirt paths everywhere, kids running aroun chasing each other, horses pulling carragies which held foostuffs. Vendots set up by the roadise selling all types of wares. Suddenly the system interface popped up.
Ezreal stared at the string of notifications, his attention grabbed by the class change token. He clicked on it in his inventoy its description appearing.
This the first power spike Ezreal thought. His eyes lingered on the assasin class, he already knew that would be his path of choice, he felt that that would be the best class for somone on like him but he couldn't make a decision yet maybe there would be something else that suited him. But he couldn't use the token just yet. He needed to be minumum level 5, although he was close, he wasn't quite there.
He sighed before making his way to the adventurer outpost.