After a good 30 minutes of observing I had managed to master the walk of the skeleton, I decided it was time for a little celebration dance. I shouldn't have done that as I tripped over a log and smashed my head on a tombstone. "-1 HP" a little notice appeared, crap I lost 1 health point because of that antic. As I was cursing myself I noticed something shiny in the mud, I grabbed it and pulled, what came out was a rather nice dagger, a bit rusty but nice nonetheless. I decided to keep it, you never know there might be suspicious people seeking to take advantage of a poor innocent skeleton like me. I quickly chased after my fellow skeleton who had created quite a gap between us, why am I following you ask? Because I have no where to go, I'm simply tagging along to see if he is going anywhere interesting or that might explain exactly where I am. We continued to walk together for a good hour, I honestly don't know how this guy manages to walk around for 1 hour without any kind of entertainment, I tried countless times to engage in some activity with him but the only thing he seemed to care about was walking.
Despite walking around for 1 hour we still remained in the graveyard, I couldn't tell whether the graveyard was simply huge or whether we had been walking around in circles, time really goes by slowly when you have nothing to do, the moon hardly moved and the weather hasn't changed either. We kept going on for 10 minutes before hearing a scream shattering the silence that had reigned for so long. My skeleton buddy seemed to know where the scream came from and broke into a semi sprint, I tried to follow as best as I could.
When we arrived to the source, the scene before me was far from pleasent. A woman wearing somekind of half torn brown medieval robe, was being pinned down by a rather disgusting looking man wearing what I could only call peasent clothes. It didn't take a genius to figure out what was going on, but before I could do anything my fellow skeleton charged at the man and sank his teeth into his neck. It gave a nasty cut to the man's neck but due to the poor condition of his teeth my friend couldnt cut deep enough. Releasing a howl of pain the man let go of the woman and diverted his attention to his assailent.
The man retaliated to the bite with an elbow to the face, knocking the skeleton to the ground. The man wasted no time and pinned the skeleton with his weight and proceeded to unleashe a flurry of punches to the skeleton's face the cracking of bones was clearly heard alongside the man's various insults aimed at his opponnent, "You fucking skeleton, you're gonna regret ever showing that face of you're in front of me. Who the hell do you think you are!" I could only watch as the skull of my friend slowly gave way as the blows continued to rain onto him, splinters were flying everywhere. I had to do something, anything, then I remembered the knife I had found. I decided to take action, I charged the man knife raised, he seemed too busy to notice me, I brought down my knife aiming for the elbow but it seems my aim wasn't particularly good. The knife found its way in the back of the neck of its target, the man fell over instantly without a sound blood dripping from his mouth. But that wasn't the worst part, it was only a second later that I noticed his eyes were still moving, he was paralyzed but not dead. I was shocked and confused, I had only wanted to stab his shoulder and scare him into submission but instead caused him to become paralyzed, I quickly turned to the woman hoping for some hint of what I was suppose to do but the only answer I earned was her terrified gaze before she broke off into a sprint and out of sight.
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My skeleton friend was unmoving, although I felt a hint of sadness I couldnt really mourn him since I didn't really know him. I turned my attention back to the man, the knife still imbedded in his neck, I couldn't anything to help him, there was no hospital around and even if there was they might not be able to fix this kind of damage. I turned my gaze to the knife in his neck "the best I can do is put him out of his misery", I slowly pulled the knife out it's fleshy prison blood began trickling out of the hole, to be honest I felt sick through the entire ordeal if I still had my organs I would have probably thrown up. I slowly raised the knife over my head, the man's terrified eyes slowly following, it was clear he was trying to move with the moans he was making. I brought down the knife with all my strength directly into the mans head.
It was done, the man's eyes ceased moving and he had fallen silent. It was then that the realization of what I had done hit me, I had taken a life, sure it was a despicable one but still. I remained there for god knows how long trying to take in this information, the silence was broken by a window popping up infront of me.
Skeleton lvl 1 has slain Human: Ivan lvl 2
XP earned 35
LEVEL UP: Skeleton is now level 2
Soul points earned: 3
Trait earned: Backstabber lvl 1: deal 5% extra damage when attacking from the back
Stats
Skeleton Lvl 2
HP: 40/40
MP: 0/0
Equipment: Short rusty dagger
Traits: Cursed skin, backstabber
Skills: Soul forge
After reading through the window I remained there for a few minutes trying to decide what I should do now. I must have remained like that for a good 5 minutes, before I decided to search the man for anything useful. The only thing I found was some animal skin hanging from the man's shoulder, picking it up I wished to myself if there was somewhere I could store it. As if to grant me my wish the skin suddenly disappeared in a blue light with a window popping shortly after.
Wolf skin x2 has been stored in the inventory.
Well thats good to know. I offered a quick prayer to my victim and my fallen friend. Now with no one to rely on I decided that staying in the graveyard wasn't going to help me. After barely 10 minutes of searching I found the gate, I am honestly starting to think my freind had been leading me around in circles, the gate was wide open with a small path leading into a forest shroudded by the night. With a final mental push I stepped out of the graveyard and into the wild.
To be continued
Ps: I am planning on making him have conversations so don't worry I will make it clear who is talking, and the point of view of the story will change to different characters from time to time.