[F1-SP] Whispers of the Wild: A Forager's Journey <<Earning a Living: Foraging>>

[Oats 0]

Oats lay on a large pile of hay next to a path leading to the entrance of a village. She had been napping for a while, confident in her safety within the zone. The blend of a gentle breeze and the sun's warmth was delightful. She opened one eye to gauge the sun's position; she had arrived around 9:30 am, and it seemed to be about 11 o'clock now. The sky was a bright blue with a few birds in flight. The weather on the first floor was always perfect, akin to unchanging data. Players would wake up expecting the same conditions every day, a pleasant contrast to the unpredictable weather of the real world where one might choose the wrong attire for later weather changes, without a change of clothes on hand. In Aincrad, one could carry an inventory full of various outfits to suit different weathers or occasions, within the limits of encumbrance, of course.

She gazed at the semi-busy street beyond the entrance. The road was a dirt path winding through the small village of Horunka, with buildings topped by hay roofs—simple yet cozy. She sighed, stretching her arms wide before clasping her hands behind her back and lying back on the hay.

On her way to Horunka, located northwest of the Town of Beginnings, she had sent a message to Kali: "Yo! This is Oats. Remember the pain of gathering at our last meet-up? I'm looking for ways to improve our chances. Heard about a quest for the foraging profession. If you're in, hit me back, and I'll wait for you in Horunka."

Kali had replied within minutes: "Yeah! I'm coming."

But it had been over an hour. He should have arrived half an hour ago. Was he alright? She pondered. She yawned and resumed the napping.

Spoiler

STATS:

Level 2 | HP: 40 | EN: 22/22 | MIT: 7 | DMG: 2

SP: 11 | EXP: 815

BATTLE STATS:

EVA: II | ACC IIII | LD: III

 

BATTLE READY:

The Oculus | 1H Longsword| Enhancements: DMG I | ACC I

Ink-Stained Battleskirt | ID: 236322 | T1 Perfect Cloth Armor | Enhancements: EVA II | MIT I

Brass omamori | [#236737] | TIER 1 TRINKET | LD III

Artemis | [#224267] | TIER 1 JEWELRY | ACC III

 

SKILLS:

Curved Swords- Rank 1

SWORD ARTS:

[x4] ST-I (4 EN) | A single-target sword art.

[x3] AOE-I (1 + [2 * targets] EN) | AOE | A sword art that strikes multiple targets at once.

[x4] TECH-A (5 EN) | STUN | A single-target sword art that stuns an enemy.

 

INVENTORY:

1,900 col

15 mats

Consumables:
-Starter Healing Potions (Restores 50HP) x3

 

 

 

 

 

Edited 14 hours ago by Oats

[Oats 0]

With her eyes closed, she remained aware of her surroundings: the chirping of birds, the song of crickets, the shuffle of feet, and the sound of footsteps running closer. She wagered it belonged to Kali. As expected, panting followed. She cracked open her right eye to see a man with chestnut-colored, unkempt hair pausing from his run, hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath next to the hay, seemingly oblivious to her presence. "Hey."

"Oh, there you are! Sorry to keep you waiting." He straightened up. "Got a bit lost, haha! Took a wrong turn south from the Town of Beginnings." He sheepishly rubbed the back of his head. "Seems like you didn't mind waiting." "Not at all," Oats replied, sitting up to stretch again, yawning before standing and brushing the hay from her clothes. "Glad you didn't fall apart on your own, or a monster got you." Oats claimed. "Oh? You were saying you were worried about me?" Kali tried to reel Oats in. She didn't bite. "Come on. I'll fill you in as we walk." And with that, they set off side by side, embarking on their adventure once again.

Edited 9 hours ago by Oats