Weapons... weapons... weapons...
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Thinking." Weapons...
"...About?"
"Weapons."
"Have you heard what I was saying?"
"...Nope."
"Haaah... anyway, have you decided on a weapon yet?"
"I think so, yes."
"And?"
"The crossbow, it is the only weapon that I might, perhaps, have an idea of how to use, maybe."
"Alright. You will be a ranged combatant, I assume you haven't bought it yet?"
"No."
"Then you will want to make haste, we have an scheduled summon."
"Summons can be scheduled?"
"Of course they can, now go get the crossbow. Oh and, don't forget to buy some arrows too."
"Right, they need ammunition."
ORGANIZATION#InsertNongenericName#SummoningResponseTeam#FootSoldierInProbation. SUPPLIES.
CLOTHES. EQUIPMENT. CONSUMABLES.
Equipment for the crossbow...
WOODEN CROSSBOW.
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·Strength: 1
Materialization cost: 5
NEED AMMUNITION.
Cost: 9 Dust
I really need to just stop and look what all of that means but, consumables...
IRON-TIPPED WOODEN BOLTS.
Cuantity: 5
Materialization cost: 2
AMMUNITION,REUSABLE.
Cost: 2 Dust
And there goes all my dust... let's see if it will be worth it.
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"All right soldiers! The cycle has come! Some idiot is trying to weasel their way out of a contract and we ain't about to accept that are we? So now we are gonna take that idiot and shove his head so far up his ass that his soul will be inside out by the time we are done. Now i know large scale operations are not the usual and some of you might be feeling cranky, but i also know that you all are of pride, so you will take those complaints and choke on them until we finish the operation 'cause guess who? ENVY!. That's right folks, that's how the idiot is trying to get out, and are we gonna let those fuckers have half a reason to parade like peacocks in front of us for the next batch? Hell. Fucking. NO! So man up and get going till those rats go burrowing back to the fucking hole in the ground they call home! Now refer to your superior officer for each individual mission."
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"You heard the liutenant colonel boys, now go get everything you may need and come back, we set out as soon as everyone is here."
""Yes, sir.""
"You stay, newbie."
"Sir?"
"You got the crossbow already?"
"Yessir."
"Alright. You aren't part of any squad yet so you will be allocated to the ranged company, probably the crossbow platoon, go to the shooting range and speak with the corresponding officer."
"Yessir."
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"Those with shields upfront, i want a row of pavise in an inverse semicircular formation, when we get there we will have to take high ground and start loosing, if they think some shitty village palisade will be enough to make us lose in range they have it coming."
"Sir?"
"Yeah? What?"
"I've been sent here to join the ranged company, sir."
"Oh yeah? What's your name?"
"Last, sir."
"Let's see... A newbie? And in probation? Fuck. Do you have any experience with that?"
"No, sir. But i have experience with more advanced ranged weapons."
"Oh, you do? Thank god, what would we do without you? Get in that line there and try not to get killed, maybe you'll even hit something, just try not to make that something an ally."
"Yes, sir."
"As if i was not in enough shit already they want me to take care of some newbie..."
Note to self: Not piss off ranged company's Captain.