1 Awakening
In a room several stories below ground a girl lay, sprawled out on a cold dark floor of a cell beneath the cellar of a well known pub. This was a cell used by illegal slave traders to hide their goods from the law.
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Several hours earlier:
It is currently around 3 o'clock of the 7 day in the 3 month, year 875 of the Ingretaria calendar. Today something odd happened, a strange man who looked somewhat wealthy walked up to me and put five silver into my cup. For a couple of seconds I sat there dumbfounded before bowing and thanking him over and over again. In the human empire 100 copper coins was equal to 1 silver coin and 100 silver coins equaled 1 gold coin. To put it in perspective 3 silver coins alone could pay for a family of threes living expenses for at least two weeks.
After begging for another hour I decided to head back "home". In reality I sleep in an abandoned shack in a back ally a short walk away from the town square.
Suddenly I felt and arm around my chest and a cloth over my mouth. I struggled as best I could, kicking and punching in every direction as hard as I could. Slowly but surely I felt my consciousness slip away. What felt like several hours later I woke up laying on a hard rock floor that smelled of human faeces and death. In what seemed like endless darkness an overused candle dimly lit the room clearly outlining the bars caging me from the outside world.
In a corner of the cell hushed whimpers could be herd from the barely visible silhouettes of children. When I concentrated enough I could clearly make out the figures of multiple people that looked like dogs that had been beaten half to death.
Off to my right the sound of a small bell could be heard. When I looked up I saw a glowing translucent window. For a while I sat there confused. I slowly raised my hand to touch the window but my hand went right through it, only causing it to distort before returning back to its natural state.
I turned my head towards the mound of people to see if they saw what I was seeing. When I looked at their barley visible faces they looked at me with great interest and confusion.
"DING" again it made the sound, this time someone spoke. "To see 'status' think of the word status." When I heard this I looked around to find who said that but to no avail. I thought to myself "what's there to lose" before doing as I was told.
Following the instructions of the the voice another "DING" noise could be heard. When I looked up I saw another screen that read,
Name: shessefe
Tiles: thief
Race: human
Level: 0/10
(Exp: 0/20)
Age: 13
Status: tired, confused
Hp: 18/20
Mp: 10/10
Stamina: 90/100
Strength: 3
Agility: 4
Perception: 5
Vitality: 10
Intelligence: 5
Wisdom: 2
Endurance: 6
[SKILLS]
1: gift of tongues
(Can instantly speak, read and write in any language.)
2: minor sneak
(Can go unnoticed by anyone below your level for a short amount of time.)
3: minor night vision
(When in a dark place user can slightly better than the average person.)
Status points: 0
"DING" before I had any time to take in what was going on I heard the noise again. The message read "First trial: escape the slave traders.
Reward: 25 exp, dagger!!"
As the message ended the opening of a door and footsteps could be heard up the barely visible stairwell. I started to panic trying to come up with a plan but it was to late. Two very intimidating men had appeared at the bottom of the stairs.
The bigger one of the two told the other to open the door. As he fumbled with the keys I noticed a shabby looking dagger hanging from his waist. Knowing this I lept into action. Before he could even react I had gotten ahold of the dagger and plunged it deep into his chest. He screamed in agony "AAAAAAAAaaaaaaahhhhhh" the whole room went silent as he took his last breath, everyone watched as I continually plunged the dagger into his chest. Suddenly another yell could be heard from the other man. Enraged by the death of his partner he ran at me and kicked me so hard it sent me flying into the back wall of the cell.
"DING"
"You have learned the skill minor stab!"
"DING"
"Minor stab has evolved into violent stab!"
"DING"
"You have are less than half hp!"
"DING"
" +73 exp You have leveled up all ailment will now be removed and hp will automatically be regenerated!"
Suddenly I felt a warmth envelope my entire body. Before I realized, the second man was already upon me ready to kick again. I quickly dodged out of the way and rushed to the dagger that had landed several feet away. When I reached the dagger again I felt something slam into me. The man had once again kicked me. I felt my ribs crack and I was once again flung across the room. At that point my adrenaline kicked in and I was back on my feet.
Once again the man came at me, this time with his short sword drawn. He immediately slashed straight down. In reaction I used the dagger to parry the blade.
"DING"
"You have learned the skill minor parry!"
Again he came at me with his sword this time coming at me with a horizontal slash. We continued this game of slash and parry for a good minute or so before I saw an opening in his defense. I immediately took this chance and slashed downwards into his left thigh.
"DING"
"You have learned the skill slash!"
The man yelped in pain as blood furiously poured out of the wound on his leg. I seized this opportunity to stab him in his right side. He yelled even louder and fell to the ground. Panic and fear were written all over his face, as he began begging four his life, "PLEASE, please don't kill me. Spare me I-I can help you!"
"How?" I asked
"I-I can get you out of here!" he stuttered
"No thank you." I said
His eyes lit up in realization as the blade was quickly swiped through the front of his neck. He desperately held onto his neck but the blood wouldn't stop flowing. After a couple of minutes he succumbed to his wound and died.
"DING"
" +128 exp You have leveled up twice!"
I once again thought of the word status and the strange window popped up.
