Chapter 7 Status
“It’s dinner time, you two.” Aria complained from a table near the stairs to the second floor in the Celestial Dawn.
Isaac waved her off. “We only got back after the breakfast rush was over.” He replied and sat down at their table with Lenna. Claus gave them a nod in greeting but otherwise didn’t say anything.
“Why?” Aria questioned, suddenly worried.
“Hellfire over here’s level up almost killed her.” Isaac explained with a frown. “We spent most of the night in the temple of Halya with Lenna unconscious in a tub of holy water.”
“How did they keep the water cool?” Lenna questioned. She hadn’t thought about it until just then.
“They didn’t.” Isaac replied dryly. “Harry and I had to carry you back and forth between two tubs. Once the pyres were good on their own, one of the wizards, the one we got to do the ritual, came by and used ice magic on the water until it wasn’t steaming anymore.”
“It was steaming?” Aria interjected.
“Like a good cup of tea.” Isaac explained. “We checked her temperature and it was well over lethal, even in the holy water, so much so that her bare skin was too hot to touch.”
“And you’re alive?” Aria questioned with a look that seemed to doubt if the Lenna in front of her was real.
“And well rested.” Lenna replied. She looked at Claus and nodded at him. “You look better than you did yesterday.”
“One piece again.” Claus replied with a grin.
Isaac shook his head. “Anyway, what brings you two around here?” He asked.
“Have you seen your Status after the battle?” Aria leaned in and questioned.
Isaac shook his head. “I feel pretty much the same now as I did beforehand.” He explained. “We should look at Lenna’s though.”
Aria glanced at Lenna for confirmation and Lenna just shrugged. “Good.” Aria said. “Let’s get right to it. I have my chalk and Celeste said we could use the roof.”
“You already asked her?” Isaac asked with a chuckle.
“Obviously.” Aria retorted and moved to get up.
“Hold your horses there, living library.” Isaac replied. “We need food.”
Aria plopped back down in her seat with a huff. “Fine, but can you make it quick? We’ve been here for like two hours.”
“Why?” Isaac questioned. “You could have knocked on our door.”
Aria scowled. “Celeste wouldn’t tell me which room was yours.”
Isaac laughed and looked over his shoulder towards Celeste who was at her usual place behind the bar. She noticed him and gave him a smile. “Thank you!” Isaac called over to her with a thumbs up. Celeste just laughed and shook her head. Isaac turned back to see a very not amused look on Aria’s face. “What? We needed our beauty sleep.”
“I needed my beauty sleep, you are cheating.” Lenna cut in.
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“Are you sure we can’t do yours first?” Aria questioned.
“Yes.” Isaac replied. “Mine won’t be that different compared to last time.”
Lenna sat down in the middle of the chalked out ritual on the roof of the Celestial Dawn. The quartet talked about the battle they had taken part in the previous night while the ritual pulsed through Lenna time and time again until finally it had finished. Once it was done, all of them, save for Claus, crowded around the illusory projection.
Name: Lenna V’Nova Race: Elf (Dark) Age: 299
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Height: 5’11” Weight: 158 Eyes: Silver
Skin Tone: Grayish Dark Purple Hair: Silver Level: 16
Strength: 18 Dexterity: 13 Constitution: 18
Intelligence: 14 Wisdom: 14 Will Power: 19
Total: 60 + 36
Class: Paladin - Oathbreaker Multiclass: N/A
Skills: Stealth, Athletics, Insight, Survival, Perception, Arcana, Language: Innerworld Standard, Language: Elvish, Language: Dwarvish, Language: Gnomish, Language: Overworld Standard, Language: Orcish, All Weapon Combat, Unarmed Combat, Mounted Combat, Horsemanship, All Savings Throws.
Blessings: Lua (Small healing overtime based on the phase of the moon.)
Curses: Ancient’s Revenge (Spells known through your class are both altered and reduced in number.)
“You aren’t level seventeen?” Isaac questioned. “I thought for sure, with how bad your level up was, that you would be at least that high.”
Lenna shook her head. “I knew I wasn’t level seventeen. My mana is almost strong enough to cast a fifth level spell.” She explained.
“That new spell is fourth level then?” Isaac questioned.
Lenna nodded. “Yes, it really isn’t that strong, just a general boost to damage resistance and a slight boost to outgoing damage.” She explained.
“How does it boost outgoing damage?” Isaac questioned.
“It causes heat imparted by my attacks to linger longer, along with the pain of receiving the attack.” She explained. “It is quite sinister.”
“And the damage resistance is just because there is another layer between you and the attack.” Isaac surmised to which Lenna nodded. “Also, you lost weight.” He pointed out.
“I did not.” Lenna replied. “And even if I did, most women would appreciate losing a pound or two.”
Isaac’s eyes narrowed on her. “Make sure you are eating enough. We just finished dinner, you should be a pound heavier not lighter.”
Lenna rolled her eyes dramatically. “It’s one pound Isaac.”
“See!” Isaac explained. “You did notice that you were down a pound from last time.”
“Lenna’s status is packed beyond all reason.” Aria cut in with a hint of awe in her voice. “All weapons? Six languages? What kind of paladin has Stealth on their listed skills?”
“One with too much time on her hands.” Lenna explained and all but pushed Isaac into the middle of the ritual.
“Wait!” Aria stopped them. “I have to reinforce the lines.” She hurriedly got up and started tracing over her old ritual with fresh chalk. A short while later Isaac was the one sitting in the middle of the ritual and another ten minutes later it was finally done.
Name: Isaac Wexler Race: Human Age: 20
Height: 5’10” Weight: 158 Eyes: Silver
Skin Tone: Pale Hair: Black Level: 11
Strength: 16 Dexterity: 16 Constitution: 16
Intelligence: 19 Wisdom: 19 Will Power: 16
Total: 60 + 42 Polarity: Dark
Class: Mage - Dark Multiclass: Impossible
Talents: Dark Mana Manipulation, Deflection
Skills: Stealth, Deception, Persuasion, Intimidation, Insight, Performance, Unarmed Combat, One-handed Sword Combat, Polarity Sense.
Blessings: Zei (Eternal Youth: You will still die when your natural time comes, however you will always look as you do now.)
Curses: N/A
“That’s new.” Lenna commented as she looked over Isaac’s stats. He scrambled around to see what she was referencing.
“Oh.” He said upon noticing what she had. “Wait, I could have multiclassed before?!”
“I guess so.” Aria replied with a frown. “I’ve never seen someone with ‘Impossible’ listed in their multiclass section.”
“You’ve gotten stronger.” Lenna commented with a knowing smirk.
“And gained weight accordingly.” Isaac’s brows furrowed again. “How are you stronger than me but we weigh the same?”
Lenna smirked. “V’Nova family secrets.” She replied.
Isaac rolled his eyes. “Oh? And what might those be?” He asked.
“My muscle fibers are genetically stronger per density compared to yours.” She said simply. “That and my class helps.”
“And you say I’m cheating.” Isaac grumbled under his breath. “What did they feed you as a child? Steak and iron shavings?”
Aria snorted a laugh and Claus’s roaring laughter echoed off the stone roof. Lenna tried to scowl at Isaac but Claus’s laugh was contagious and she couldn’t help herself from chuckling along with him. Once the laughter had died down Lenna made another observation: “You gained Insight as a skill. I guess you hadn’t proved it sufficiently before.”
Isaac nodded. “Yeah, I knew that one was only a matter of time.” He replied. “Do you think Jallen’s poison resistance would have shown up on here?”
Aria shook her head. “No.” She said before anyone could make any postulations. “There is a ritual that is that in depth but this one is not.”
“Probably the ones Alexander and Jala use.” Isaac commented.
Aria nodded. “From what you have told me about the crazy aunt, and with what I know about court mages, that is most likely accurate.” She replied. She then looked at Isaac’s shadow. “What about the little one?” She asked.
Isaac frowned and gestured away from them, but still on the roof. A moment later a pile of bones loosely resembling a dragon were pushed out of the void that had opened up. Kahtesh’s extra-lifeless body was sprawled out. Aria stared wide eyed at the dragon with her hand over her mouth. “Those specters really did a number on him.” Isaac said and walked over to rest his hand on the top of the dragon’s skull. He closed his eyes and started dumping death flames, shadows, and pure dark mana alike into the dragon. Shadows reached out from the skull and clung to the first vertebrae of the neck and then worked their way down through the dragon’s entire body until he was a dragon missing only a wing and shadow of a soul. Soon the missing wing was back and then finally a pair of orbs formed made entirely of death flames in the dragon’s eye sockets. Kahtesh was back.