* thoughts*
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Chapter 13: New Training Method
The Next day, Neuron was woken up by Brairan and groggily brought to the archery, well it is natural that he was sleepy, he trained throughout the night, Warnton seemed to be fine though, as he got up and followed them.
*How is that possible, we both trained till midnight was long past, but how is he like as neat as a pin, and I can`t even hold my eyes open*
But this issue was cleared, as soon as they entered the archery.
*Wow*
All targets have been removed and fixed to the wall in the back, there also seemed to be more than were in the shooting range before, because the whole wall was covered with them. While Neuron was admiring the sight Brairan came back, well Neuron didn`t even notice him gone, with many rolls of paper in his arms, unfolding them before Neuron.
“Are these….?”
“Yes they are life sized targets of many critters you`ll face out there in the world”
As soon as he heard this, Neuron browsed through them, there were many animals in there, and also human shapes, Trolls, goblins and so on. All of them had circles drawn on them, to indicate, were a hit is deadly.
“They are great, who made them?”
“Me” Brairan said while looking proud
“Really?, I believed that you can`t draw”
“There you are Mistaken Warnton”
“Hey Brairan, can I try them out?”
“Sure, do your worst”
At this Neuron bounced up, all his sleepiness gone, and fastened some of the targets on the wall, beginning to shoot at them, while extending the distance, so that he could see, even from a distance, from the shape of the creature alone, were he should hit it.
After doing it for a while, getting better and better at it, Brairan came again near him, and this time Neuron recognized the look he gave him and asked: “So what else do you have in store?”
“You noticed?” he said with a disappointed look
“No, I could just read it from your face”
“Good, good, so now turn around”
While Neuron turned around Brairan gave Warnton a wink, who was strangely on the roof of the archery.
At this Warnton tossed an arrow stop down, basically a thin woven net that can stop arrows.
“And what is this for?”
“Just wait” was the answer
“Afterwards Warnton fixed a wooden bar on the roof
“Come on tell me”
But he remained silent, while Warnton roped a target down; this target was just a circular cylinder, with yellow circles drawn on it.
“Ah, now I get it, but why do you do all of that for me?”
“To relief boredom”, was the only answer he received, “Good, and now begin”
Well the first arrow wasn`t hard, but after it, the target swung and circled around violently, and thus Neuron had to aim longer, and also to wait, till the perfect opportunity for a shot presented itself.
Hitting this particular target proved to be very difficult for Neuron, he had to stay really long in the ready position, till he finally could shoot the arrow, and even that wasn`t a guarantee for hitting, because the target swayed in an unpredictable pattern, because it was impaired from all the arrow sticking out.
* Accuracy
You can hit targets more easily
You are prohibited from distributing stat bonus points to this stat, and it rises spontaneously, depending on the avatar’s action.
During the day Neuron received a whisper from Kyle
“Hello, do you have something to do”
“Well, yes, but speak, it will be good training”
“Ok?”
*What is he up to now?*
“Anyways, I have decided to learn Blacksmithing, do you know where I could?”
“Of course, come to the archery, then I`ll introduce you”
“Thanks man, what where those strange sounds I kept hearing”
“Oh, nothing, I’m just shooting while whispering”
“Good, see you soon then.”
Soon after a panting Kyle entered the archery
“Don`t tell me you run from the training ground till here”
“Yup, so where is the Blacksmith”
“Over there” answered Neuron while pointing over to Warnton who was also enjoying himself while shooting arrows.
“Wait, him!?”
“Why, is there a problem?”
“No, no, I just saw him some time ago in the training ground, as soon as he entered master lashed out at him with his sword, he blocked it as if he was anticipating it, and then the most awesome fight I ever saw began”
“Ah yeah, Brairan did mention something like that” Replied Neuron lackadaisically while shooting another arrow.
“Hey why are you shooting, while talking with me?”
“To train” was the simple answer, “just go over to him, he won`t eat you”
At this Kyle slowly went over to Warnton.
“Hello?”
“Ah, hello, and who might you be,… oh…wait I do recognize you from somewhere, didn`t you shoot inside this archery, while I was helping out Brairan, you just shot arrows till you got the skill and then left, without ever gathering the arrows you shot!”
While speaking Warnton became angrier each moment, and Kyle was shivering at the end, but then he remembered, that Neuron had helped him gather the arrows he shot, so he can`t mean him.
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“W..w..well, y…y..ou mm…igh…t mmmean mmy brother” he stuttered”
“Hah!, so it is your duty to educate him!”
“Hey Warnton, don`t tease him, he is a friend of mine.”
“Oh, sorry, I went too far, but this bothered me for a while, so I decided to give that boy a lecture, and seeing he is his brother, o well” He said, while looking at Kyle who went as pale as a sheet of paper. “So what can I do for you”
After Kyle regained his composure: “I`d really like to become a Blacksmith, so that I’ll be able to forge and repair my gear by myself.”
“Good to hear that, now follow me, Hey neuron, do you want to come too?”
“When I become a Blacksmith, can I then make my own Bows?”
“……”
“What?”
“No, and yes” was the cryptic reply Warnton gave
“Now come on, say it already!” now Neuron was finally pissed
*If it’s a bad news spit it out already!*
“Good, but don´t get angry”
“I promise”
“Remember that!”
“…..”
“Good, so where to start….” Warnton began, but Kyle interrupted him saying
“It seems, that it is only possible for a Blacksmith to make Bows, when you get to the intermediate stage in Blacksmithing, and even then, you have to find out for yourself, how to do it, because the system won`t give you any advice on how to do it”
After saying this the shooting range was evacuated, now only Neuron stood there breathing fire and brimstone.
At a safe distance Kyle was saying: “It seems you know him pretty well”
“Yeah, we had some shortcomings in the past, but look how he trashes around, isn’t it like a little kid who didn`t get the toy he wanted” said Brairan looking like he enjoyed watching the show
“Yeah, but this will get him in trouble someday, not to mention the people he`ll travel with” like this Warnton added his worry
“Tell me about it” was the sad reply Kyle gave.
Both “I pity you”
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Now after having calmed down, Neuron was browsing through all the weapons Warnton had for displace while Kyle was being instructed on how to make swords and armors. While doing that, he noticed, that all Weapons where for High level Players, the lowest weapon he found still had a requirement for Level 50.
“Warnton!”
“What is it?”
“You should make some lower weapons too”
“Why”
“Soon many People like me will come to this town, and they all will need gear”
“That’s great, isn`t it” Asked Warnton seeing the look on Neurons face
Now Kyle began to explain: “Well yeah, but not all freedmen…
“Freedman?” Interrupted him Neuron
At this Kyle replied him with a whisper: “That’s how the NPC`S in this game call players”
“Ok, from the beginning” while saying that he shot a sharp look towards Neuron who only shrugged it off:” Sooner or later many Freedman will come to this town, but they will be rather inexperienced and weak, so they will need lower weapons to fight with too.”
“Ah I see, thanks for mentioning it” he replied towards Neuron
“Hey I explained it”
“Are we going to squabble about who did what?”
“I give” ~sigh~ and with that Kyle moved his focus to the sword he was forging, noticing that it cooled off, and putting it back into the fire.
Neuron headed out, because he had nothing to do in here anymore when
“Hey wait; I might have something for you!”
Turning around, he saw Warnton hurrying towards him with a book in his arms
“What is it”
“I may have information for you on how you can make bows even more powerful than master Blacksmiths can create”
“I`m all ears”
“Good; years back, when Brairan came to this village and opened the archery beside my shop, I was intrigued by Bows and Bow shooting, this soon became a hobby for me, with which I can relax. Good, so back to the point” He said, after noticing the annoyed look on Neurons face “So because of that I got interested in Bows, and how to make them, so I tried but failed miserably. Because of that I decided to pay the library a visit, there I found a book that told about a hero of the past time who had incredibly strong bows, if you can belief in the one who has written the story that is. So I read through it, but it didn`t reveal anything.”
“And? Come on, so what did you do”
“Nothing, after that I was banned from the library, because one of the books I borrowed somehow ended in the forge…”
With a grin neuron assumed “I bet you tossed it in, because it didn`t reveal anything”
…..
…..
“Really!?”
…..
“Hrrrm anyways, this is a book I borrowed from there before and I never returned it, I believe if you give it back, they will look for what you request more willingly” With that he gave Neuron the book he carried “beware, librarians are a strange bunch, always preferring books and dust”
“Thanks I’ll keep that in mind” While exiting he looked at the book Warnton gave him, it had a strange title:
* Weapons and their part in History
A philosophical work from Kinendas
End Chapter 13