Steve logged out to eat and check his agenda. Hopefully he had some time on his hands with the summer holidays that started a week before Transcendence came out. He looked at the clock and realised that an hour IRL equals four hours in-game which meant he had a lot of time on his hands. He called one of his friends, Matthew but he did not answer.

Steve went back to his room and logged in.

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Grey was right where he left off, sitting next to a tree at the northern border of the forest. He ate one stick of jerky and headed north. He decided to keep running to enhance his endurance, which payed off really fast. He earned 6 points and the the passive skill “Running” in 8 hours. This skill had the effect of reducing his stamina consumption when he was running and improved his average speed on foot.

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Status Window

Name

Grey Wolf

Class

N/A

Level

1

Title

N/A

Stats

STR

25

INT

16

AGI

28

WIS

13

END

21

LUK

10

Affinities

Nature

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+5%

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Skills Overview

Passive Skills

Running - Beginner lvl 6

Woodworking - Beginner lvl 7

Instinctive Swordsmanship - Beginner lvl 4

Active

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“So now I need a class, actual skills and some more stat points.” He stated with determination.

He could see a small village close to his position. But was it a good idea to walk in ? There may be more racist people in this countryside village. He put on the bear pelt to hide his ears and tail before walking inside the village.

This small village was called Green Hamlet. And seemed like a really poor place.

Grey went to the blacksmith, a 70-years-old-something man.

“Hello I am Grey. I happen to have been robbed by bandits on my way here. do you know where I can get a map ?”

“Hello young man. I am not sure where you can find it but you might want to talk to Cynthia, she is an herbalist and the guardian of this village small library.”

“Thank you Sir. Mind if I ask you if you need some help with the furnace ? I am no blacksmith and probably never will be but I am a strong and hard-working man who seeks a place to sleep for a few days.”

+5% intimacy with Green Hamlet’s blacksmith Leon

For your lasting impression on Leon, you earned the new stat ‘Charism’

+5 CHA

“Young man, you are a real gentleman. My name is Leon and I would gladly hire you to assist me for 8 hours per day and pay you 1 silver each day. It should be enough for you to get yourself a bed and a meal at the inn, you might even be able to save some.” Leon said smiling.

Grey did not like the turn of these events, he was 90% sure this blacksmith was a creep.

“You have yourself a deal, Sir” he said “Can I start now ?”

“Of course.”

He looked inside one of his boxes and threw him a pair of quilted gloves and a leather apron.

“Put these on, not over your current clothes. It is gonna be so hot in here !” He shouted, bursting out in a sadistic laugh.

“What the fuck ?!!!!!!!”

8 hours later, he understood the blacksmith’s nakedness. Nothing weird happened. It was just so hot once he started to work in the furnace. He was in charge of the bellows and had to keep the fire going. Nothing weird happened guys ! He did manage to use his tunic as a bandana to hide his ears and hid his tail in his pants. Grey also found out that this exercise was a great strength building exercise. He earned around +2 STR and +1 END per hour. If he kept this going for a week, he would win 112 STR and 56 END. Once he got his clothes back on, he walked out of the blacksmith’s shop and instantaneously fell in the dirt.

You are out of Stamina. Your HP are going to be gradually diminished before you eat and sleep.

He could feel all of his muscles being in pain. He could also feel the hunger and the sleepiness. He crawled towards the inn and used the door to stand up, swiped the dirt off his shirt and walked in.

“Welcome to Green Hamlet inn, how can I help you ?” A girl’s voice had spoken.

“Fooooooooooooood” he said, but his stomach growling seemed to be enough to make the kitchen light itself up. And he fell. Again.

On something soft.

On something that smelled nice.

“Oh what a nice floor !” he thought to himself.

The girl he fell on screamed and hit him on the head.