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Chapter 2 - An unknown variable

Einslie leaves the auction house and start walking towards the smithy

Before Einslie could even think of entering thoriks smithy he noticed the line of people standing before it

Einslie stood before the door of the smithy, as he tried to open it somenody from the row yelled at him

Player:Oy buddy back into the line

Einslie noticed the armor that the player was wearing

"Hmm....breastplate,chainmail coif, and gauntlets,"

Einslie: I umm.... work here

Player: I don't think so, back in the line

Einslie: Ugh, fine

Einslie walked to the back of the line

After 10 minutes Einslie was finally able to enter the smithy

As he entered his jaw dropped

The entirety of the inside change

There wasn't even a lick of dust inside, 5 armor stands 3 of which where empty while the other 2 fit fully with armor, 10 glass weapon cases and of course thorik sitting proudly on a chair behind a counter

Thorik: My protege welcome back,

A wide smile appeared on his face

Thorik: Since you came back business has been booming , we might need more iron actually

He laughed a little

Einslie: What happened i wasn't even gone for 15 minutes

Thorik: Oh young one we dwarfs are a hard working kind

"Oh so it's scripted i leave and all of this spawns in, pretty neat"

Thorik: Well anyways we have more important things to discuss, go to the back while i put on a notice at the front that says we are closed

Thorik: Do you remember the baroness that i talked to you about? When you first came here?

Einslie: Oh the one that married the late baron?

Thorik:Yes she came here with her Nero company, they have been sucking the beauty and gold out of this city

He paused a for a secon

Thorik: I just want you to be careful around people that aren't adventurers alright?

Thorik: Especially the city guard, i have a feeling they might be payed off by her

Einlie: Don't worry i am going to be alright

Thorik: We should get back to working, we still need to make 2 iron longswords and a few pieces of armor, i'll make the armor you heat the furnace and start making the longswords

Before Einslie could even put a piece of coal into the furnace the smithy door swung open

Thorik: Can't you see? we are closed

Eisnlie came from the back to the front of the smithy where he stood frozen

A tall but slender figure stood before him, maybe 4 heads taller than Einslie

Blood red armor, that's what Einslie saw, he felt this feeling before at the auction house

"Another high level player" he though to himself

The figure moved it's right hand behind its back and moved it back forwards with a peace of paper

The hand extended forwards with the paper in hand

Einslie took a step forwards, sweat dripping from his forehead

He took the paper and looked at it

A long sword

rarity rare or higher

1 day

Einslie gazed at the paper and back at the helmet of the figure

Before he could even comprehend what was happening he felt the cold steel of the figures gauntlet connect with his nose

He fell back on his back, his health window popped up

10% or less hp remaning!

It read out

He squirmed as he clutched his nose

Status effect gained:Bleed

His hot blood pouring out of the wound

Einslie managed to look back up with the figure on one knee in front of him

The left hand of it grabbed Einslies hands and took it off the bleeding wound

Einslie noticed the vial in its right hand that hovered under his nose, picking up quite a bit of the blood

The figure stood up, closed the vial with a cork and left

Einslie was stunned by the events that unfolded

Thorik yelped out

Thorik: Wait don't move i have a linnen bandage in the back

he quickly scurried to the back, his dwarvish legs moving as fast as they could

after a few seconds he appeared back with a bandage in his hand and he started applying it on Einslies wound

Thorik:What was that?

Einslie:I don't know

Einslie yelped out

Einslie:But we better make this sword...i don't want to know what they are going to do next

Thorik started putting coal into the blast furnace as Einslie started preparing the iron and his hammer

"Please god i cannot die yet, i haven't even reached level 10"

Pwuah

Einslie breathed out as the heat from the melting iron hit his face

Thorik: Alright the iron is ready

Einslie started hammering the iron

Dink

Dink

20 minutes later it appeared before him

An epic rated sword

Gleam

Rating: Epic

Durability:135/135

Slash damage: 45-70

Piercing damage: 38-60

Blunt damage: 5-10

Chance of critical hit: 10%

Increases magic damage by 4% while equipped

Increased damage by 4% while equipped in darkness

Requirements: Level 7 or above, 12 Strenght or above, 8 Agility or above, 15 Intellect

Einslie:Woah

"It looks good"

Thorik: Now that is a masterpiece my apperentice

Einslie:Oh god i'm beat, i'm gonna go

Thorik:After creating something like this?

Einslie: Yes

"Log out"

Andrew blinked a few times and adjusted to the light of his bedroom

He stood up and walked to his bedroom door

The door creaked open as he poked his head out and yelled

"Anything for lunch?"

"Yes spaghetti and meatballs!" his mom yelled back

He rushed down for the delicious food

He took the plate and bolted back up to his room

"Thanks" he said as the door closed behind him

"Aaaah my favorite meal with my favorite book Nightwalkers"

10 minutes later an empty plate on the desk and the book on the ground

"God that's so boring, the romance doesn't develop at all and i'm 78 pages in"

He laid on the bed

"I should feel bad because i never had a girlfriend but somehow i just don't feel like it"

He sighed

"Enough feeling weird time to play some TOC"

He sat in front of his screen

"Should i look at the game wiki, i mean i barely know anything about the actual game" He thought to himself

A flurry of keyboard taps could be heard as Andrew found the wiki

"Here we go lore!"

He scrolled down

Currency

Adventurer ranks

Kingdoms

"Wait there's more than one currency? That's gonna be grind"

He clicked on the article

This article is not fully done!

"Like i care"

He scrolled down

There are currently only 3 known currencies as the other kingdoms have yet to be explored

Crowns: The most commonly used currency by almost every other player. Given as quest rewards in the starting kingdom of Redaria

Florints: Second most commonly used currency by the playerbase. Given as quest rewards in the second ever kingdom explored by players Temedria. And as such mostly used in the kingdom

Tallers: The least used currency out of the known ones. Comes from the kingdom of Kenaed

"Aaaaaaah, this is gonna be so much grind!"

"Well it's not like i have anything else to do"

Andrew clicked at the adventurer ranks article

There are currently 7 adventurer ranks that go

copper>iron>silver>gold>platinum>orichalkum>adamantite

With copper being the lowest and adamantite the highest

These ranks are given out in the guild hall

Andrew sighed

"I'm done"

He closed the wiki and put his headset on

He appeared back in Thoriks smithy

Einslie: So Thorik what did i miss?

Thorik: We have a lot of orders for iron items, so you will have to go back to that mine

Einslie:I should be able to handle that

Thorik: But before you go i have something for you

Thorik scurried back into the back room

Thorik: I have this!

He held a bag? in his arms

Einslie: Umm....thanks?

Einslie took the bag out of Thoriks small hands

You gained: Mining bag

Mining bag

Rating: Rare

Description: Can hold up to 28 pieces of minerals

"Oh damn that's gonna be quite useful" Einslie thought to himself

Einslie: Well i should get going, can't let the iron wait

He turned around on his heels facing towards the exit door

He couldn't have taken even one step towards the door as it swished open

A royal looking figure walked in, slim only a little bit taller than Einslie, a dress green as jade, a necklace around it's slim throat

The Baroness: Guards

Guard: Oh yeah

A city guard walked in

City Guard: Her lady Ruveria the Baroness of Tarc

Thorik: Barely a lady not a baroness he spat on the ground

City Guard: Shut it dwarf, the lady wishes to speak

Ruveria: Aaah you dwarves always defiant to the end, i cannot wait until your race dies out. You thought you could get away from me? Mining in a hidden mine, getting a apprentice? You should know by now nothing goes unnoticed by me in my city.

Einslie: Are we not gonna talk about her casual racism?

Ruveria: Oh and you

She fixed her gaze at Einslie

Ruveria: I'm sorry but you just ended up at a wrong place at a wrong time...take him away

2 more guards marched in and took Einslie by his arms, and dragged him away

Einslie: So uncool

Ruveria: Look at your last bit of hope being taken away from you....you didn't want to sell me your smithy when you could, so now you can spend the rest of your miserable life here all alone!

She laughed and closed the door behind her

Tarc Castle jail

Einslie was pacing inside of it

"So uncool" he kept pacing until a window popped up

Gained status effect: bleed

"Huh"

He looked at his right foot

"Ew...why are there shards of glass on the ground"

He started taking the shards out of his foot

-5hp

-5hp

-2hp

"I hate it here"

He kept taking the shards out

"Great i only have 20 hp left"

10 minutes later

Einslie was laying on the straw bed that was in the cell

"I think i'm gonna go insane"

A loud bang could be heard

The wall in front of his laying body crumbled

"Kyaaaa"

A kinda girlish scream escaped from his mouth

His eyes shut from fear

he didn't even reach level 5 and he's gonna already die

Einslie:Plese don't i haven't even reached level 5....you have to know how embarrassing that would be right?

30 seconds of silence passed

He gained enough courage to open his eyes and look

The wall that used to stand there was completely gone

But instead of it there was the red figure from before, from the smithy

"Oh..h..hey" Einslie stuttered his words

It was standing in the middle of the air with it's right hand stretching towards him in an inviting manner

He thought about what just happened

Einslie:I either go with it or i'll have to disconnect and remake my character

He slowly walked towards it

Now just a breath away from it's breastplate

It's right hand moved and grabbed his waist

Einslie:Oh.... shouldn't dinner come before?

He didn't even know what he uttered before he appeared to be flying mid air

And after a few seconds he appeared back in front of Thoriks smithy

Einslie:I ummm.....hmm...i don't have my stuff it was taken by the guars"

And the figure dissapeared again

10 seconds later a chest smashed into the ground behind him

Einslie:Oh wow my gear....what the hell even are you

Einslie gazed at the figures helmet

Einslie:Argh nevermind

He opened the door behind him

Thoriks eyes started to glow

Thorik:How...how are you back

Einslie: Well i did get some help from a certain someone

He pointed back at the red figure standing behind him

Thorik: Oh...did they come for it already

Einslie shruged his shoulder

Einslie: But since we made it why not just give it to them right now

Thorik scurried to the back on his little legs to get the sword

An akward silence fell onto the room

Einslie:So umm...how did you even find me and why did you rescue me?

No answer was given

Einslie:Not the talkative type huh

"Well this is gonna be akward for a while"

After a few minutes Thorik came back with the sword in his hands

Einslie:Well there you go, the sword i bled for

"Literally and figuratively" he thought

The figure took the sword at looked it over

"Phew these shenanigans might be over"

Einslie:Well, me and Thorik have some orders to make soooo....yeah

Einslie and Thorik turned around walking towards the back

If one payed attention one he could hear the sound of a helmet coming of

Figure: Because your blood tasted nice

A shiver went down Einslies back

He prepared himself to see a monster

He turned his head around slowly

Figure: I smelled your blood in the cell

A beauty stood there in front of him

Long eyelashes, skin white as christmas snow, red eyes like cherries, white hair and a warm smile

That is what Einslie focused on, the beauty is in the eye of the beholder and his eyes have found one

Gained status effect: Bleed

His nose started to bleed

Einslie: Oh come on why do i alway get that status effect

Figure: Let me lick it for you

Einslie got lost in its eyes

As it got closer Einslie came back from his love stupor

Einslie: Ah wait boundaries

Einslie took a step back

Einslie: We don't even know your name

Figure: Reyna

Einslie: Alright Reyna we have to set up a few boundaries

Reyna took a step forward

While Einslie would like to step back but his back hit a wooden counter

Einslie looked at Thorik

Einslie: I'm not getting out of this am i?

Thorik: I don't think so

Einslie froze up

She got close enough that Einslie could feel her breath

She bent down a little

*Lick

Her tongue slid under his nose

Einslies mind raced

"Weird,good,weird, good,weird"

He started breathing more heavily

Reyna backed up once more

Reyna: So tasty

Her face blushed

Einslie: I...i...

He stuttered

Log out

Andrew took his headset off

Andrew: Can't