[chirp: “okay drawing now!”] small little bell sounds can be heard as a large box appeared before him with a single hole on top leading inside [chirp: “just shake the box then reach in and grab one card at a time! You will receive a punishment if you try to grab more than three!”]
Patch gulped then he begins picking up the box and shaking it “how many cards are in here it's heavy!” [chirp: eighty thousand and the cards are switched out every week!] Patch sets the box down then quickly prays "please let whatever cards I draw help me on my journey here HAA!” patch yells as he reaches in and pulls out three cards, as he does so chirp plays some fanfare music as the box disappears.
[chirp: system announcement you have drawn a Superheterodyne receiver(radio) quality normal, old radio broadcasting equipment quality old, radio tower quality rare. “Congrats on your first draw, you seem to have a matching set reward two hundred xp awarded, notice you have drawn a rare card one thousand xp awarded} Patch watches in shock as his xp level bar fills up with xp 4 times making him lvl five “Level five already i barely started! Chirp if this is like a video game, killing monsters and making things give me xp right?”
chirp circles around him [chirp “yes that is correct you can also gain xp based on how people feel about your performances, like music and entertainment] patch looks toward windmill hill and begins walking in that direction “hey chirp can the locals understand me?” patch looks through his skills to if there is any universal language skill.
[chirp: “affirmative you have been given a blessing by th-”] chirp stops talking and the system screen poofs and disappears] patch blinks “chirp? You their chirp?” after a few minutes of calling out loud for chirp patch sighs “maybe they were about to say something they are not allowed to s-” suddenly a nearby bush begins Rustling and shake as a woman with silver hair flowing in the air tackles him and holds a knife to his neck.
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1 hour earlier in the village of dragon fang an old woman with greenish blue scales covering her arms and parts of her face is chanting a spell. In front of her is a bluish pail crystal ball. On the other side sit a woman with silver hair and silver scales with a small hint of blue in them covering her arms all the way to her hands that end with sharp talons.
Grand elder Sorta begins speaking after finishing her chanting leaving the crystal ball glowing “Agata healing-flame… as you have asked of me I shall show you what you seek” the crystal shines and shows an image of windmill hill from the sky “the one you seek in stopping the Creve is currently seems to going to be summoned near the small hamlet of windmill hill.”
The crystal ball changes to show the woman who summoned Patch drawing runes and placing monster cores on certain runes with mana crystals. Agatha growls angrily as small puffs of smoke comes out here nose and mouth “So a true elder dragon is doing it *she angrily snorts an a gush greenish blue flames glows out her nose* I thought their time in the sun was stuffed out years ago!” a loud thumping sound can be heard as Agatha’s tail smacks the ground cracking the floor slightly “if my wings was fully regenerated I would go and finish the last of the elder dragons off!”
Sorta sighs then chants as the floor cracks begin to heal up “calm down Agatha it is true that an Elder dragon is the reason the Creve exist in our world not all of them are evil” sorta stands up stretching and her back makes a popping sound “owch! Being two thousand years old is hard on the bones, *she lightly pats her back* you should be happy if it wasn't for the elder dragons' other races wouldn't be here.”
Agatha gets up and walks over to Sorta pulling out a small bag of glowing stones “here is the payment for the scrying” [hummm i wonder if i can get to that elder dragon before she finishes the summoning] *growl* Agatha's stomach growls and she blushes “do you know who makes the best food in this village?”
Sorta laughs and takes her payment “I suggest the cat’s tail inn they make a nice fish stew!” Agatha nods “I will go to where you suggest, I hope they can fill my belly, the last few places that claim they could fail to do so!” Agatha turns and leaves her tail swaying happily at the thought of food.