The next day I went to my favorite food stand, lo and behold the most beutiful thing I could ask for with my class, a Karen. She was yelling at the stand's owner when I arrived. That lasted all of two words from me. We where arrested for distubing the peace, but it was worth it.
Andre Lizt Asshole Level 7 (94%)
Health 30/30 (+.1/min.) Mana 8/8 (+.08/min.) Stamina 15/15 (+.1/min.) Hate 7/7 Strength 10 Agility 9 Dexterity 9 Vitality 12 Intelligence 17 Wisdom 17 Charisma 36
Skills Discription Power Born of Hate level 1 (16%) Hatred fuels you. For every level of this skill you may add one unit of hate per unfriendly non-hostile per day. Max hatred is your primary level times the level of this skill. For every unit of hate add 1% of your current standard stats to your standard stats, rounded down. Every 10 boosts are compouded. Blind Rage level 1 (0%) Use one hate to blind one foe for (skill level *10) seconds, checks based off vitality (foe) and charisma (self) for sucess. Hatred is expended before check.
I gained four levels in about an hour, if I could have found a few more level 15 would be easy. But I wasn't that lucky, and I had to work at my gains. Beginning my third day with a class I was told to be ready for meeting Uncle Issac because the school portion requires an interview, and he was in town already doing them.
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"Sup, Sparky. Long time no see, how's Amanda doing?" My dad said as he entered the interview room imidiately before me.
"In just one day I had to go three cities away from home because your son got a class and she found out, my schedule got changed with no warning. Fuck you for that." Uncle Issac said, rage building on his face.
"Carefull buddy, she alredy knew when I called her. She answered with congradulations, assuring that you would be here today."
"Damn, I wish seers weren't so dificult to hide things from. I dislike when I have my recommendation dictated to me." Issac said with rage turning to defeat. He wrote something on a form. "I hope you reach level 15 quickly, because the test for non-mages is in a little over two weeks and my recomendation only gets you there."
We were then given a piece of paper with a date, time, and adress on it. I would need to be more grating to get those levels ASAP. Just a few days later I hit an experience jackpot, the Karen from earlier in the week.
"I want to speak to-"
"Your Manager." I cut her off. She stoped her abuse of a poor stocker in the grocier we where at and glowers at me. Then I say the two words that got me three levels at once again, "Hell Shrew."
She stood there shocked that I said that to her, anger building as the words sink into her overly thick skull.
You have reached Asshole level 13
Int +4 Wis +4 Cha +12
She snaped a second later, while we where getting arrested she was shrieking the whole time.