El wakes up early, rolling out of bed, and getting ready for the day. What happened yesterday probably wasn't a dream. Seemed pretty real. El hopes. The teen heads out to the fields and tends to his cattle. There are two calves among the herd today, must have been born in the night, it's a good thing they are up and moving.

El brings one mother into the barn and helps to relieve her pain with a few herbs. She is obviously in labor and has been for some time. If the problem persists through the day then the boy would have to cut the calf out.

Earn Capital

Result = Silver Earned

20% chance random event

Profession: Farming

5(D20)+9(Skill)=14

62%= No event

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Bandlor finds him out in the fields and once again takes him out to go hunting. This time he talks to him about proper techniques and controlling his breathing. El recognizes that what he did yesterday, to score the killing blow, was in fact controlling his breathing.

"So what do you mean by breathing?" El looks to Ban.

"Like, breathe from your balls, kid." Bandlor puts his hands low, takes in a deep breath as he raises his hands, and holds it.

"My balls?"

"Yeah. You'll get it one day."

The two head out tracking another wolf. Bandlor this time goes slow showing El how to find the trail. When they catch up to the beast El takes the killing shot.

Bandlor carries the wolf killed by El back to town, though the God informs El that the natural order should be preserved. They should move on from hunting wolves so as to not disturb the balance of the ecosystem.

Gained EXP

400 EXP

2400/3000 EXP

Bandlor and El make plans to make a few training dummies and practice a few of the fundamentals instead. The War God retires to the tavern and El heads back to the barn.

Long Rest

Heal 1 x Level

7/7 Health