[Varg Patriarch: Lvl 10] [Asai: Lvl 9]
Looks like this is it, this is how I overcome my plateau! The dastardly varg rumbles a low growl. I furiously rack my brains for ideas. Kick-boxing? A round house kick? A Karate chop? The fuck should I- The beast spurred into action by anger and annoyance from the previous sleeping bag assault pounced before I was ready. Scared out of my socks I threw myself to the side. As if the heavens favoured me, the varg dived headfirst into a tree. Heck, I didn't even know I was standing in front of it.
[Varg Patriarch: Lvl 10 (stunned: temporary)]
Sweet baby! I immediately spurred into action, ignoring the searing pain crackling through my shoulder. I dived onto the varg, one arm hooked around it's neck whilst the other repeatedly stabbed my dagger into its torso. The stunned state ended and with me on top of it, it roared and began to run, dash and jump around. In its attempts to fling me off, I wrapped my legs around its underbelly and continued to stab. Fucking bushes, tree branches and shit kept slapping me in the face so I was forced to keep my head down and pray.
Stab and pray that is.
After around half a minute passed, which felt like 10. It finally stopped. Collapsing to the ground, I rolled off the varg's back. If every battle is this tiring, fuck, I might just consider staying within Einhoren's walls and never leaving town.
[Asai: Lvl 10]
[Skill unlocked:]
I blinked a few times, struggling to accept the information in front of me. I finally gained a skill. Holy sweet mother of Loha. What's the requirement? lvl 10? then 15? or 20? Damnit, I still need more information.
Unsure of how to activate the skill, "Hide, start." "Hide, activate." How do I know if it's working? Hearing the bushes rustle I quickly glanced up to find Mel traversing through the trees. She stopped upon finding the dead varg. I pushed myself off the ground to reveal more of myself. Since the varge was pretty damn big.
"HUH!?" suddenly she gasped and noticed me. Blinking a few times she looked me up and down. "Thank Loha you're alright. The other kids said you defended them from a stray varg. Quite the brave one aren't ya?" Before giving me a chance to reply considering my brain was still trying to sort out the new information. She pulled me up and... Princess carried me back to the group. Whilst she carried me, I continued to rack my brains.
"Great, I have a new skill but I don't know how to use it..." I thought to myself. On a second thought, she's pressing me against her buxom and it would be a shame to not enjoy this sensation. "Lady Mel, what level is considered strong in the kingdom?" I examine her closer. Her hazy brown swaying along the wind. The scent of oranges, abundant. Her tight leather outfit, snugly fitted to her curves. Those tight shorts, her long white smooth legs, Ooof.
Mel glanced down, into my eyes with a dumbstruck expression. "Levels? What are you on about kiddo?" Before I could reply, I noticed her gaze going elsewhere. Which was definitely not the pathway. Following her line of sight, my eyes land on the tent my little brother has decided to raise without my permission. "Hahah, I guess you're full of hormones aren't cha?" she giggles. Fuck, why must you do this to me junior. Wait, what are those? Someone please tell me why they're hearts in her eyes. That's imaginary right? I'm seeing things right?
"Lady Mel, where are you taking me?" I questioned her as I noticed she delved off path. She held eye contact with me for a moment before licking her lips...
Holy Loha, she's a vixen!
[Varg Patriarch: Lvl 10] [Asai: Lvl 9]
Looks like this is it, this is how I overcome my plateau! The dastardly varg rumbles a low growl. I furiously rack my brains for ideas. Kick-boxing? A round house kick? A Karate chop? The fuck should I- The beast spurred into action by anger and annoyance from the previous sleeping bag assault pounced before I was ready. Scared out of my socks I threw myself to the side. As if the heavens favoured me, the varg dived headfirst into a tree. Heck, I didn't even know I was standing in front of it.
[Varg Patriarch: Lvl 10 (stunned: temporary)]
Sweet baby! I immediately spurred into action, ignoring the searing pain crackling through my shoulder. I dived onto the varg, one arm hooked around it's neck whilst the other repeatedly stabbed my dagger into its torso. The stunned state ended and with me on top of it, it roared and began to run, dash and jump around. In its attempts to fling me off, I wrapped my legs around its underbelly and continued to stab. Fucking bushes, tree branches and shit kept slapping me in the face so I was forced to keep my head down and pray.
Stab and pray that is.
After around half a minute passed, which felt like 10. It finally stopped. Collapsing to the ground, I rolled off the varg's back. If every battle is this tiring, fuck, I might just consider staying within Einhoren's walls and never leaving town.
[Asai: Lvl 10]
[Skill unlocked:]
I blinked a few times, struggling to accept the information in front of me. I finally gained a skill. Holy sweet mother of Loha. What's the requirement? lvl 10? then 15? or 20? Damnit, I still need more information.
Unsure of how to activate the skill, "Hide, start." "Hide, activate." How do I know if it's working? Hearing the bushes rustle I quickly glanced up to find Mel traversing through the trees. She stopped upon finding the dead varg. I pushed myself off the ground to reveal more of myself. Since the varge was pretty damn big.
"HUH!?" suddenly she gasped and noticed me. Blinking a few times she looked me up and down. "Thank Loha you're alright. The other kids said you defended them from a stray varg. Quite the brave one aren't ya?" Before giving me a chance to reply considering my brain was still trying to sort out the new information. She pulled me up and... Princess carried me back to the group. Whilst she carried me, I continued to rack my brains.
"Great, I have a new skill but I don't know how to use it..." I thought to myself. On a second thought, she's pressing me against her buxom and it would be a shame to not enjoy this sensation. "Lady Mel, what level is considered strong in the kingdom?" I examine her closer. Her hazy brown swaying along the wind. The scent of oranges, abundant. Her tight leather outfit, snugly fitted to her curves. Those tight shorts, her long white smooth legs, Ooof.
Mel glanced down, into my eyes with a dumbstruck expression. "Levels? What are you on about kiddo?" Before I could reply, I noticed her gaze going elsewhere. Which was definitely not the pathway. Following her line of sight, my eyes land on the tent my little brother has decided to raise without my permission. "Hahah, I guess you're full of hormones aren't cha?" she giggles. Fuck, why must you do this to me junior. Wait, what are those? Someone please tell me why they're hearts in her eyes. That's imaginary right? I'm seeing things right?
"Lady Mel, where are you taking me?" I questioned her as I noticed she delved off path. She held eye contact with me for a moment before licking her lips...
Holy Loha, she's a vixen!
