In order to get to the top, Alaric would have to start small and move up.

He looked in the bag and counted out the money. He really wished that his parents just gave him a check, handling this much money left room for bandits to easily steal it.

The currency of this world were small, wooden tokens. Their value was indicated by the charring on them, being charred by different kinds of fire. They all have a finish to prevent the coins from getting wet.

Inside the bag there were about one thousand Charred.

It consisted of about 100 coins worth ten Charred.

He felt them in his fingers. In order to start his fishing journey, he would need to divide his money smartly.

First of all, he set aside half of it. This half would go to standard commodities. This would include food, toiletries, clothes, standard things that everyone needed. This amount of money would last him about a month, as he would have to buy some things to start off with. After all, his parents left him with nothing except this pile of money. And if any money was left over, it would be a good failsafe.

As he previously lived a boring life, he had little to no personal possessions of great value, so he didn’t even bother with retrieving them.

Two hundred and fifty were set aside for fishing gear. Alaric would need some solid gear and supplies if he was going to go down the road of Esoteric Fishing.

At least at the start of his journey, he would be catching relatively safe and things. So the specialty gear he would need to start off with would be minimal.

The last two hundred and fifty were going to be to get a small boat. He would have to start out by himself before expanding his operation. The focus now would be to get started normally, and then move in.

Not much was known about esoteric fishermen, so he would have to do some digging. His goal would be to find a book, or a person that would have some more details regarding the whole process.

But Alaric was prepared. He felt generally attuned to the fishing world, likely a factor of the previous thing he had fished up. He was still trying to ignore it, the feeling after whatever it was entered him was hard to explain.

It wasn't like a separate being inside him, it felt more like a diffusion of whatever it was into his mind. It started his determination to pursue esoteric fishing, so it may have some kind of mind control power.

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"I'll try not to notice it, ignorance is bliss." Alaric convinced himself into believing that it wasn't important for now. His mind felt like it was in a fragile state, and if a wrong thought was produced in his mind, his brain would collapse into a meaningless sludge leaving him as a husk.

Ignoring that fragile mental state, Alaric decided to dial in on fishing.

He would need to plan out his purchasing.

He would head into the city on the coast in the coming day. There he would be able to buy a boat and fishing supplies, as well as the standard commodities.

As for gaining information surrounding Esoteric Fishing in the city, that would be the more difficult endeavor. Esoteric Fishing was often a matter of trial and error. They had to real options, going out by themselves and testing random things, or learning some basic principles from another.

Unfortunately, Esoteric Fishermen were few and far between, and ones that were mentally sane were even fewer and further between.

Ultimately, Alaric had nothing other to do than just go to the city and find things out.

Taking action would be the only way progression could be made, and progression had to be made.

Alaric ultimately wanted to act on his ambition. Ambition to not be mediocre. Ambition to dominate.

The city was a half days carriage ride away. It was only morning, all in all, Alaric made up his resolve for the close future rather quickly after he had woken up.

So he would have time today. Going into the town of the village, it was just a matter of finding a carriage that would take him. That would be easy. This town was very boring and mundane, and the only place that people really would want to go would be the nearby city.

He could probably hire a crappy carriage, and carriage-pool with some other person heading into the city to cut down the cost. This would cost about twenty charred out of pocket by him.

This plain was in a flat plains area, and was primarily an agricultural settlement with a population of about a thousand spread out over its width.

Compared to this, the city was way denser, and was primarily a trade city. Not many goods were produced in the city, but it served as an international trade center. Other cities would dock their boats, unload their goods, and trade. Goods were constantly going in and out of the city.

Unfortunately, the seafood industry wasn't very large in the city. The costal villages in the surroundings were delegated more to the duty of fishing for food.

The city was also home to a major adventuring guild of the surrounding area. Named after their specialty in slaying, the guild was called "Wolf Slayer Guild". The guild was famous for their stamina, going on long trips to slay primarily wolves and wolfmen.

They were no matter for now.

The city would just be a good place to purchase gear, and obtain information. Because of the ever-cycling population of traders entering and exiting the city, it would be the perfect place to find information regarding Esoteric Fishermen.

Alaric walked out of the forest, heading back out to a common road. The road was a simple dirt road, and due to the flat environment the town center was pretty much always in sight.

Alaric walked to his future, the light of the sun reflecting off of his fish pupils.