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[Astaria]
Class: Mage - Lv: 10 – 2.5% [+6]
Race: ???
Gender: Female
Age: 20
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HP: 150/150
MP: 420/420
Fatigue: 4%
Hunger: 20%
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Skill Points: 262/277 - 0% [+261]
Attribute Points: 31 [+31]
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[Attributes]
VIT: 15
STA: 10
DEF: 10 (+1)
STR: 10 (+4)
AGI: 20 (+4)
DEX: 10
INT: 25 (+17)
WIS: 45 (+30)
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[Equipment]
Enchanted Mastercraft Steel Staff [Rare+]
(34 ATK) (WIS+10, INT+10)
Enchanted Mastercraft Steel Short Sword [Rare+]
(52 ATK) (WIS +15) (Sharpness+)
Common Shirt
(N/A)
Steel Bracers [Rare]
(WIS+5, STR+4)
Common Trousers
(N/A)
Steel Plated Leather Boots [Rare]
(INT+5, AGI+4)
Black Robe [Uncommon]
(INT +2) (DEF +1)
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Charisma: 10
Luck: 550
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Karma: 100,000
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[Skills]
Staff Lv 1
Short-sword Lv 1
Magic Arrow Lv 1
Fireball Lv 1
Lightning Lv 1
Earth spike Lv 1
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[Titles]
-The First Immortal Warrior-
[Common Titles]
(+ To Expand)
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After seeing the changes in her status page, Astaria is quite pleased that her mana has increased by over 400 points while her WIS, boosted by equipment has reached 75. The gains from her equipment further improve her damage output and sustainability.
Astaria notices that she also has 31 free Status Points to apply to her attributes, as well as 250 Skill Points. While this may seem like a lot, Skill Points become harder to gain the higher your total amount increases, and to completely upgrade a skills level to the max can take hundreds of points.
Deciding to sort through her Status Page later when they were traveling to Woodspike Forest, Astaria returns her attention to Vordrun who was waiting for her to finish her business.
"That's a major improvement, thank you for getting me the equipment, your discerning eye is as perceptive as ever."
With a smug nod, Vordrun crosses his arms.
"Ye welcome lass. Come, let's return to the front. Ye still ave things to prepare for ol' big green."
With a reply of affirmation, they return to the front of the shop where Ben is currently inspecting a longsword.
"You all sorted?"
Ben asks, looking back to see Vordrun and Astaria entering the room. Raising her arm for Ben to see her bracers, she replies.
"Yes, got all the equipment I need, as well as your bracers."
Vordrun walks over to Ben and hands him the new gear.
"Ye got yerself an intrerin friend here lad."
With a cheeky smile, Ben replies, pausing so he does not accidentally confuse Vordrun by referring to Astaria as 'him'.
"Well… she has always had a few quirks, but she is true to her friends."
Shaking her head in exasperation, Astaria looks at Ben.
"Hey Ben, not cool, next time you're hitting on someone I will tell them you have a small quirk in the form of a 1-inch wonder."
Nodding his head with a face of faked enlightenment, Ben shares his newfound revelation.
"I see, so that's what's going on here, and I thought you liked them tall and classy?"
With a slight laugh, Astaria brings her hand to her forehead at the sound of Bens chuckling.
"Guess I should have seen that one coming."
Vordrun, now seeing the two's comedy skit is over, speaks up.
"Ye two seem close, nice ter see. Anyway, its 5 gold, 8 silver fer everythin."
After handing over the money from her inventory, Astaria rests her hand on the pummel of her new short sword hanging from her waist.
"Well, we shall not keep you from your forging, I will be back as soon as time permits to show you where I am with my technique."
Leaning on the shop's counter, Vordrun replies.
"Take care lass, and stay safe."
With a wave of her hand, Astaria and Ben exit the shop, making their way to the main crafting street.
As they are walking, Ben asks Astaria about their next stop.
"I guess it's clothes next?"
With a smile, Astaria responds.
"Yes, I need to get myself a new shirt, trousers, and a hooded cloak to replace this one."
Astaria tugs at the collar of her black robe while turning down the 3rd street towards the tailor's shop.
Entering the shop to the chime of a bell, the two make their way to the shops counter behind various rows of clothing racks.
Arriving at the counter, it is attended to by a tall man with slicked-back hair. His attire is as one would expect of a dandy man, a deep red jacket covering a good quality white shirt featuring a few ruffles, and a monocle covering his left eye.
Rubbing his chin in thought, the shopkeeper appraises Astaria as she arrives at the counter.
"Hmm, young lady, I don't suppose you would be a noble?"
Hearing his comment, Astaria's eyes widen in surprise as she responds.
"Why do you think that?"
Resting his hands on the counter and leaning forward slightly he carefully points out his observations.
"Well, firstly your movements are quite refined, exuding a certain elegance that I have only seen from the daughters of extremely wealthy merchants or nobles. The way you rested your hand on the counter was quite graceful."
After gesturing with a nod towards where Astaria's hand is placed, he continues.
"Next would be your demeanour, it is filled with confidence and self-assurance. When paired with your movements, it only further supports my speculation."
Clasping his hands together and looking at Astaria's face which is still tinged with surprise, he explains his final observation.
"Lastly, you are incredibly beautiful, and it is rare for a noble lady to not possess beauty."
With a slight sigh in exasperation, Astaria concedes.
"Well, you are correct. I am an Immortal Warrior, and in the world where we come from, I am the… daughter of the Ducal Branford family. I will be officially inheriting the title in the next few weeks."
Feeling slightly strange at now having to call herself the 'daughter of the Branford family' instead of 'son' Astaria gives the shopkeeper a smile while waiting for his response.
With widened eyes, the shopkeeper takes a step back and gives a gracious bow.
"Your Grace, I humbly welcome you to my shop. I apologise for not giving Your Grace a more fitting welcome."
With a wave of her hand Astaria casually replies to the shopkeeper's almost reverent greeting who is still bowing, while ignoring Ben who has turned around pretending to look at the clothes while holding back his laughter.
"Please rise, no need for the formality, in this world I am just an adventurer looking for some equipment. My title of Duchess does not mean much here."
Raising back up, the now slightly confused shopkeeper asks a question while stroking his chin.
"I thank you for your generosity. May I ask as to why you think your title does not carry much weight here? Surely you have quite some sway over the other Immortal Warriors?"
With a smile, Astaria begins to explain.
"Well, where I am from, a country called the United Kingdom, in a short version, due to the decisions of a past foolish king there was a civil war in which started to take power from the monarchy giving it to the nobles and eventually elected commoners who have currently taken the role of the governance. The system is quite complicated, but the nobility lost most of their political power, being reduced to a group who reviews legislation before it is signed into law."
Taking a slight breath, Astaria continues her explanation.
"Due to the loss of power, the nobility faded into the background but still holds titles, assets, and some cultural importance. In our world, someone who has gained a large amount of fame will have more sway than myself at the moment."
With a nod of understanding and a raised eyebrow, the shopkeeper asks another question.
"You said 'at the moment' I can't help but ask if that will change in the near future?"
"You are correct. You see, us Immortal Warriors will start to create guilds of like-minded individuals, which in time will start to gain much influence. Due to our particular… constitution, we have the ability to fight without worry and will quickly grow to become powerful. And the most powerful warriors and guilds will gain a lot of fame amongst the other Immortal warriors. And let's just say that I have a lot more knowledge of this world than any other Immortal Warriors."
Hearing Astaria, the shopkeeper falls into thought, pondering the implications of her words. With another short bow, he speaks.
"I see, so that's how it is. Well, if you need any assistance in the future, please feel free to make use of my services."
With realisation, the shopkeeper bows again.
"Oh! I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Daval, a pleasure to make your acquaintance."
Inwardly sighing at how Daval insists on the formalities, Astaria gives him a short nod of her head.
"A pleasure, my name is Astaria."
After Astaria's greeting, Daval finally gets to the point of their visit.
"So, Lady Astaria, how may I be of assistance to you today? I assume from your earlier comments that you are looking for decent clothes suitable for combat?"