The world is vast and lots of mysteries. Adventurers are usually high in demands. Riches and loots are often found in great dangers. The gods give humans chances to fight through occupations and gifts. Occupations are given through birth and gifts are given when ones are old enough. Usually, the age to explore the world is 14. Young and hopeful are the characteristics to have in that age. They start to do mundane jobs then move up to more legendary. Few ever make it with glory and stories to tell.
A group of friends has been playing together since they were children. Darvic was given fighter, Tiary was given cleric, Polwil was given vanguard and Mawra was given mage. These are starting occupations and eventually promoted in the future. When they hit the age, things went south quickly. Their gift was messed up during the blessing ritual. The head of that church was punished by imprisonment and the group was compensated with some money.
"Things look kind of grim for us" - Darvic frowns
"What should we do now? The money is only as good as for us to live for a year" - Mawra fiddles her fingers
"It is not like the first time we all get into a trouble but this time, it is from someone else to blame"- Mawra flips her book
The four looks at each other thinking what the future is about to give them.
"Listen!"- Polwil stands up - "I have a plan for our starting gears and preparations for our first quest"
"Mister Wise Man, tell us about it" - Mawra closes her book
"First off, I will lead you all since I was given Intelligence. Mawra will be our protector and she must carry mana potions since she was given Defense." - He points at Mawra
"Darvic, despite having Healing but he can still fight with his basic combat skills. From what I heard about a rumor is that Healing doesn't only apply to skills but also applies to items as well. So he will carry health potions and keep them safe" - He looks at DarvicÂ
"Lastly, Tiary will be our attacker and main bruiser. She can still use cleric skills to heal herself and the others but expect not to be as effective as Darvic. My proposal is to let her use easy to wield and effective weapon like a club. But that would be too much of a work. We are going to exterminate slimes at the north of this town. From there, we might find a perfect big branch for her"
"I oppose one thing. I know that is a good plan but why a girl like me uses such a vulgar and primitive weapon?" - Tiary flusters
"You can't heal as good as I am. Not to mention that gift of yours was supposed to be mine. I am the most humiliated one here. I would be able to carry that kind of weapon if that damn bald old man had better eye sight and hearing" - Darvic grunts
"I think what Polwil proposed are the wisest out of any options. We can't join another party nor having our work separated at this point." - Mawra stares at Polwil -"Can you tell more detail about your plan?"
"I am able to wear normal vanguard armor and so is Darvic. That would cost us around 4-5 silver coins for our armors total. Then we have to buy you barrier book and wind element magic book, then that adds 10 silvers to our cost. Lastly, I would like to buy Tiary a chain mail which is the most expensive, that would cost 20 silvers. In total for this now is 35 silvers, that is a quarter of our money." - Polwil stares
"Fine, but what about the weapons?" - Darvic stands up
"Well, I haven't thought much yet. But for now, Tiary can pick up a big branch and smack the enemies. You don't have strength to carry a sword so I suggest a dagger and a small round shield. Mawra, you don't need weapon for now, you are good enough to take a hit or two. and I would just simply use a sling. All would cost nothing because often a sling can be made very quickly with scrapped leather pieces, a random tree bark can serve as a shield, a dagger can be given by blacksmith freely as often those things are made by fail products of apprentices and a big branch is pretty much everywhere in the woods"
"That is fine. We don't have any other choice for now. I cannot oppose this absurd sounding plan" - Darvic crosses his arms
"I can't think of any other plan" - Mawra closes her eyes
"I have to smack monsters... I have to smack monsters... I have to smack monsters" Tiary sits down gloomilyÂ
The next day, the plan is executed.