"Ooh, very nice," cooed Titania, "I knew you would look good in a uniform, now stay still so I can draw you..."
Adara's eyes dimmed a little, she was maybe six outfits in and her arms were starting to get tired from the constant need to "pose,". Her regular pony tailed hair had been braided and tied to look like a noble woman, with a red merchant coat to match, she had a imperial flair as she leaned on the prop throne.
oblivious to his friends suffering, Lucas was staring at the system.
Identification: Lucas Kingsly
Race: Human (100%)
Title: Starborn
Effects: Dormant
Skills: Gamer(level 9), Basic hand to hand combat (level 7), basic star magic (level 3), basic cooking (level 2)
Skill Points: 2
System Skills: Observation (MAX)
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Quest: Well Armed
Requirements: Wield an enchanted weapon that you can call your own
Reward: 3 skill points + [Bullet Time]
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He was especially troubled by the part of the quest asking him to "call it his own" as apparently taking Adara's dagger doesn't count...
once again a wave of killing intent rushed down onto him, looks like he had been caught stealing from his friend.
"Brilliant! that's the kind of cold indifference im looking for!" boomed titania, Lucas wasn't sure if Adara heard her or even registered her until he put down the knife in her open bag and closed it.
Feeling a bit awkward he mouthed an apology and went back to taring at the system interface. Titania continued sketching, seemingly lost in her artistic process, while Adara maintained her noble pose on the prop throne.
"Hmm, okay we'll call it a break here, im sure the two of you are eager to get back on the road, we'll finish this back in Ironport at my proper studio..." muttered Titania, still sketching quietly in her journal.
Adara sighed with relief, her arm grateful for the respite. The elaborate outfits Titania had selected for her to model showcased a variety of styles, each adding its own flair to the character she was portraying. Despite the physical strain, Adara couldn't help but appreciate the artistry involved.
Lucas, still engrossed in the system interface, found himself contemplating the quest laid out before him. The requirement to wield an enchanted weapon that he could call his own lingered in his thoughts, and the system's inscrutable nature added an air of mystery to his journey.
Titania's booming voice interrupted his musings, signaling a break in the modeling session. Adara, slightly fatigued but composed, stepped down from the prop throne, grateful for the chance to stretch her limbs.
"Back on the road, then," Adara said, a sense of determination in her voice. "We've got a quest to fulfill, and I don't want to keep Lord Hypnos waiting."
Lucas, snapping out of his contemplation, nodded in agreement. As they prepared to leave the port town and resume their journey, the promise of adventure and the mysteries embedded in their quest fueled their determination. The road ahead held not only challenges but also the potential for growth and discovery.