Rose was a very strict teacher but a good one too. After my [perseverance] reached 5 from the next few days of training, she shifted more to combat. Or at least a semblance of combat, more like she was tossing me around like a ragdoll.

"Remember, use what you can and try what you can't!" She repeated once again.

The water sphere I was controlling did not have much pow for its punch. I could not add much force behind it and once it hits a stationary object, it falls apart. I can at most splash her with water like a water balloon fight. As she charged towards me, her feet crashed upon the ground with each step, one foot into one of the many puddles on strown across the training ground.

Wait, use what I can, splash her with water, it does not need to be just water!

I swiped my hand up making muddy water from the puddle to her left to be thrown straight into her face stopping her in her tracks.

"You f*cking bastard," She says bringing her hands up to her face wiping away the muck, "You got that sh*t in my eyes."

While she continue spouting explanatories, I realized that I had a great opportunity on my hands so I wrapped the water I had currently around her feet and ankles. With a chilling breath, I brought my hands forwards while clutching the air to symbolize the water freezing to a stand still at the molecular level and it did. The water turned to ice binding her in place.

"What the?" She exclaimed. After a minute or so of wiping her face with her sleaves she was able to get enough off to see again. Looking down she says, "Clever" Then she took a step forward not impeded by the ice at all, "But not enough"

*Gulp* Uh oh

"Hah, no need to worry, you proved yourself enough. Training is over."

"Really?"

"Well no, you need to constantly train to maintain your combat skills but also to increase them as well. What I'm saying is your ready to join the [adventurers'] guild. Now you're barely succeed in fighting a squirrel to the death so I say that is enough."

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"Gee, thanks."

"Anyways, clean yourself up you're filthy and when done, meet me in the tavern, I have something for you."

I look down at myself and I was covered in mud and sweat. "Ok you're right."

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Once wiping myself down with a rag and some waterbending in my room and change into a new pair of clothes, I came down the stairs and saw [Madam] Rose next to a crate filled with miscellaneous stuff.

"What is all of this stuff?"

"Some belongings some patrons left behind and have not claimed for a while."

"So a lost and found?"

"Nice name for it, I usually wait a while before someone comes back and try to reclaim it but if no one does I sell the stuff for a quick buck."

"So why do you have this out?"

"I have it out because you're not the first kid around here that needed some help, sometimes some secondhand gear can change someone's life for the better so look through this junk and take what you need."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah, you can't go adventuring if you don't have the equipment to do so."

"I don't know what to say, thank you."

"Don't make a big deal about it, just put all of this in the back when you done." And she went up the stairs without saying anything more.

Going through the items, most of it was useless stuff like rags like somehow pants and puke stained shirt but there was some variable stuff like gauntlets and a wand.

That begs the question, what is useful and what can I used?

{Your [class] does not require any weapon to use its [skills] while for armor restrictions, it would be any small to medium armor that does not restrict movement.}

Oh Alexa, I it was a while since the last time we talked so how would I know which ones to pick?

{Traditionally, your instincts would tell you once you put it on but you don't need to waste your time with that. I can tell you which ones work or not. I can also note which ones fit too}

After some time going through the pile, I was able get some interesting stuff. Bringing them up to my room and place them on, I look myself over at my new appearance.

I wore a short, dull reddish brown gambeson with a worn chainmail overtop all bound together with a belt. Attached to the belt on my left side was a new, well relatively new to me, dagger below where my waterskin is in place. From looking at a distance, the dagger would be hidden. It is there for easy access for it incase of danger while my satchel would be slung on the other side. With what I assume both from some [rogue] was some fingerless leather gloves and the first special equipment I saw. It was a very old and torn down mantle that was died a very dark color with what I believe stained with some blood. It was quite gross but took it immediately when I learnt it has a minor buff on all movement type [stats] which I have a couple.

The last item was a necklace made of bones and fangs. I thought it was weird but it was obviously belonged to a [shaman] or [necromancer] of some kind since it slightly increases your favorability with spirits. It may be useful sooner or later so that is why I took it.

In the end, despite a unusual color scheme, I finally look like a proper [adventurer] and now to begin the actual adventure.