[PP-F1]The Quest for Pajama Pants <<Earning a Living>> (Mack)

[Damien 0]

+4 Materials, +3270 Col To be updated at end of RP

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Listening to Mack's brilliant advice, Damien  eventually got to see him land a pretty amazing hit on the boars. Finishing them off, Damien watched as the loot menu popped up. Wow... That is a lot of col... And exp. He held a surprised look on his face as he looked up at Mack. At his level, the amount of col was probably nothing. The bear, still on top of Damien's shoulders, had strangely not done much in comparison to it's crazy self previously asking Damien for food. "Hey, Mack... Thanks for the tips. I feel like those were some of the things I just really needed to hear, so I could actually hit in battle." And Damien would go on to use patience and calmness, as well as concentration, to his advantage in the future with monster battles. Damien looked at his sword, feeling like a small portion of his energy had been used in the fight. @Mack

[Mack 0]

OOC: @Damien, if we're done with this let me know and I'll roll your mod roll for Mats. You just need to craft your item.

ID: 78369
LD: 6 (Zippo)

+1 EN, out of Combat (47/106)

The hulking axe man waved away the thanks that Damien offered for the battle tips. The Vice Commander would have offered the tips to anyone that asked and, in truth, the words were no more than the simple and honest truth. When people rushed or got in a hurry they were considerably more likely to make mistakes. Mistakes led to missed and failed attacks, at least within the framework of the world of Aincrad and Sword Art Online. "It's just common sense," the towering soldier rumbled, rubbing his chin for a moment with his free hand as he held the giant two handed axe over his shoulder with the other. "You should have received some crafting materials from those boars. If I remember this quest correctly, that should be enough to get you through to the end of it," the Blacksmith rumbled, gesturing expansively with one huge hand back in the direction of town as the grizzly cub continued to gambol about the area, abruptly chomping his jaws closed on a butterfly which shattered into a shower of blue pixels.