[F1-SP] «Earning A Living» Glitzy Beginnings

[Rawk_Hawk 0]

There was a line of absurdity that Rawk was certain he'd already peaked over back at the decade-long fight with the spider, but no, he just reached the tip. They found a third bag shortly after the second, this one labeled, "Absolute Garbage". Despite the name, the two still checked it for traps with the utmost delicacy, and for their trouble, the activated a hidden net only inches in-front of the bag. The net sprang up in the air, and certainly would've caught anyone who walked in it's grasp. "See!? What did I tell you!?!" John cheered, grabbing the bag and tossing it over Rawk, before continuing along the path. Following, Rawk opened the bag only to find just what the label said, garbage, and repulsively stinky garbage at that; yet, for some reason, when he checked the bag, the "Ding" of a level up rang in his interface, how odd. He stored the bag just in case.  
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Rawk's Hp, 
13/15+1/15
~Rawk levels up! Hp now 13/15! 

Loot So Far~
3/? Silk
1/? Bag of Feathers 
1/? Bag of Unrefined Gold? 
1/? Bag of Garbage
Wolf-hide armor (Leather) [Equiped]

 ID# 30438 results:

 Battle: 8
 Craft: 4
 Loot: 15
 MOB: 10

Edited September 5, 2015 by Rawk_Hawk

[Rawk_Hawk 0]

Not wanting to stick around the net and find out who was responsible, the two were quickly on their way, where they were soon to cross paths with a sleeping player. A girl in chain-mail lain against a tree with her weapons presumably in the digitized storage. There wasn't much to note of her, so they chugged past without much of a word. John noted that they were nearing the clearing they'd come across earlier, and that they must've went in a circle, or something of the sort. Rawk didn't mind, as the walk back seemed to be much more eventful, and profitable, than the walk to the infamous dugout. 
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Rawk's Hp, 
14/15+1/15

Loot So Far~
3/? Silk
1/? Bag of Feathers 
1/? Bag of Unrefined Gold? 
1/? Bag of Garbage
Wolf-hide armor (Leather) [Equiped]

 ID# 30440 results:

 Battle: 4
 Craft: 7
 Loot: 1
 MOB: 5

Edited September 5, 2015 by Rawk_Hawk

[Rawk_Hawk 0]

They were passing all sorts of sight, or so it would seem; one of which being a deceased ram which had been torn into by a wolf or two. Flies had just started finding their way to the corpse, so it was clear that the death must've been recent; and to those who had the ability to interact with the system, it would've been even more clear thanks to the despawn timer. Regardless, they arrived in time for Rawk to shear a unit of wool off with ye-olde knife, filling up his loot bag quite nicely. They spared a moment of silence for the ram before continuing on their way. 
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Rawk's Hp, 
15/15

Loot So Far~
3/? Silk
1/? Wool
1/? Bag of Feathers 
1/? Bag of Unrefined Gold? 
1/? Bag of Garbage
Wolf-hide armor (Leather) [Equiped]

 ID# 30441 results:

 Battle: 6
 Craft: 7
 Loot: 16
 MOB: 4

Edited September 5, 2015 by Rawk_Hawk

[Rawk_Hawk 0]

The two had struck up a small conversation about the other's observations of events as of recent in the starting city, as both were familiar with the going on's and inter-guild-politics of "Olathe". The the first silk they ever saw drew near, and with it, the clearing. Having taken the brunt of the harsh rain thanks to it's lack of cover, the clearing was considerably muddy, even with the sun shining; that, however, was not the only change to come. In the dead center of the clearing now sat a treasure chest. This chest appeared to have the very same type of label that was on the bags prior, albeit a larger version, a white tag with black ink scrawled on it. From the distance they stood, it hard to distinguish what exactly was on the tag, and it was for that reason alone that they approached the chest, merely curiosity. It was clear to Rawk this was some form of convoluted plot, a quest of sorts, something he wanted no part in; still, he wanted to see the message just as much as John did. 

Both used their respective sticks to trek over the muddy terrain, Rawk certain that, provided they didn't trigger what was obviously a trap, no enemies would attack them, thus making the earlier precaution he exhibited around the clearing pointless. Once close enough to make out what the chest "said", Rawk couldn't help but feel a tint of amusement. "Trap" was the message left behind for them, it seemed that, this time, the traps would only tempt with the potential reward, rather than definite; Rawk wasn't familiar with the mechanics behind chests, but he knew they were, generally speaking, not worth it. John had a similar reaction to Rawk's, the chest proving to be an interesting enough joke. Regardless, they had to be on their way, both already agreeing to leave the chest untouched. "Who would mess with something labeled 'Trap', seems like a recipe for disaster," John marched off towards the other side of the clearing, Rawk moving to follow; unfortunately for them, that wasn't going to happen. 

The transparent blue barrier of an area suddenly became visible around the circumference of the clearing,  the chest shaking with a frightening vigor before sinking below the ground. Startled, Rawk stumbled back, John muttering a few dark words as an enemy bear seemingly teleported in where the chest once stood. The quest, "Trigger Word" popped up on Rawk's interface as he rose from the ground. Whatever thoughts he would've had were promptly interrupted by the bear, who, like the spider, wasted no time whatsoever. Charging Rawk with a coarse growl, it was all Rawk could do but side step. Fortunately, the slipperiness of the mud prevented the bear from rebounding as quickly as it hoped, the thing sliding down the mud when it tried to skid to a stop. Clearly, this quest hadn't taken into account rain, but Rawk wasn't one to fight honorably when it came to monsters, taking advantage of the thing's ill luck to stab it in the thigh with his spear.
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(I tempt fate once again)

Field Condition, Muddy as hell 
-1 BD 

Rawk's Hp, 
15/15 
~Crit's 

Bear's HP
8/8 - 2/8
~Misses due to Muddy terrain 

Loot So Far~
3/? Silk
1/? Wool
1/? Bag of Feathers 
1/? Bag of Unrefined Gold? 
1/? Bag of Garbage
Wolf-hide armor (Leather) [Equiped]

 ID# 30442 results:

 Battle: 9
 Craft: 6
 Loot: 7
 MOB: 7

[Rawk_Hawk 0]

Rawk pressed on the assault, the bear's failure proving to be Rawk's momentum. While it stumbled to get up,  Rawk aimed another thrust towards it's inured leg, nicking it on the lower leg. The bear stumbled at this, shaking in hopes of getting the spear out of it. That did it no favors, and Rawk readied another thrust, the bear barely limping away from the attack. Rawk didn't relent, following the bear in slow and tedious steps, spear point pointed towards it; no reason to rush and trip up if he didn't need to. John didn't do much of anything, walking off towards the barrier wall closest to where he was already headed, and leaning against it. 
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Field Condition, Muddy as hell 
-1 BD 

Rawk's Hp, 
15/15 

Bear's HP
6/8 - 1/8

Loot So Far~
3/? Silk
1/? Wool
1/? Bag of Feathers 
1/? Bag of Unrefined Gold? 
1/? Bag of Garbage
Wolf-hide armor (Leather) [Equiped]

 ID# 30497 results:

 Battle: 8
 Craft: 10
 Loot: 20
 MOB: 2

[Rawk_Hawk 0]

Due to it's "jogging" away being faster than the stroll at which Rawk followed, the Bear finally managed to recover from it's first engage. Curving it's path, so that it redirected towards Rawk, the bear snarled to show it was in no way intimidated; Rawk couldn't say the same, but he wasn't going to lose to a bear. Activating a "Sword" art, his spear glowed blue as the system took partial control. Once the bear was considerably close, the art triggered, Rawk leaping further than he should've been capable of to his right, the bear skidding where he once stood. The second part of the art went through as leaped backwards into the air, only to be carried by some invisible force towards the bear. Spear pointed out, and with the speed of before, Rawk stabbed into the bear's side. The final part of the art activated, aiding Rawk in pulling out the spear, it's blue glow fading away as the bear tumbled to the ground. 
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Field Condition, Muddy as hell 
-1 BD 

Rawk's Hp, 
15/15 

Bear's HP
5/8 - 1/8
~Misses due to Muddy terrain

Loot So Far~
3/? Silk
1/? Wool
1/? Bag of Feathers 
1/? Bag of Unrefined Gold? 
1/? Bag of Garbage
Wolf-hide armor (Leather) [Equiped]

 ID# 30498 results:

 Battle: 8
 Craft: 12
 Loot: 3
 MOB: 7

[Rawk_Hawk 0]

The bear, who acclimated to the mud quickly, pushed itself back off the ground, running off just in time to dodge the spear point which thrusted at it's hind. Rebounding once again the bear decided to mix things up, taking up a defensive position, and forcing Rawk to come to it. Rawk did just that, keeping his spear leveled with the bear's face. Giving it a few weaker thrusts to his opponent, as to avoid over-committing, he watched as  the bear swatted away every attack, waiting for an opening; the bear kept the same mentality. 
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Field Condition, Muddy as hell 
-1 BD 

Rawk's Hp, 
15/15 

Bear's HP
4/8 

Loot So Far~
3/? Silk
1/? Wool
1/? Bag of Feathers 
1/? Bag of Unrefined Gold? 
1/? Bag of Garbage
Wolf-hide armor (Leather) [Equiped]

 ID# 30499 results:

 Battle: 4
 Craft: 10
 Loot: 9
 MOB: 3

[Rawk_Hawk 0]

This pattern continued on for a tad, each waiting for the other to leave itself open, biding their time with small frivolous attacks which were easily avoided. The fight moved closer to John as Rawk pressed the advance, forcing the bear to back up. John had busied himself with a snack, munching away on an apple he'd brought with him. The bear was practically covered in mud, slowing it's movements by a tad. Regardless, the bear managed to pick up the pace, and had effectively balanced the scale of momentum.
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Field Condition, Muddy as hell 
-1 BD 

Rawk's Hp, 
15/15 

Bear's HP
4/8 

Loot So Far~
3/? Silk
1/? Wool
1/? Bag of Feathers 
1/? Bag of Unrefined Gold? 
1/? Bag of Garbage
Wolf-hide armor (Leather) [Equiped]

 ID# 30500 results:

 Battle: 3
 Craft: 9
 Loot: 3
 MOB: 5

[Rawk_Hawk 0]

Rawk thrust a tad too hard towards the bear's left cheek, allowing it to to grab at Rawk spear, it's injured "Quadrant 3" leg back to around it's former strength. Yanking back hard, it flung Rawk into the mud, his spear going with him as he rolled about in a dense patch of it. The bear, who was slow to leap on the opportunity, missed it's chance to attack Rawk, who sprung up from the ground by the time it was close, spear already forcing it to dodge.  
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Field Condition, Muddy as hell 
-1 BD 

Rawk's Hp, 
15/15 

Bear's HP
4/8 

Loot So Far~
3/? Silk
1/? Wool
1/? Bag of Feathers 
1/? Bag of Unrefined Gold? 
1/? Bag of Garbage
Wolf-hide armor (Leather) [Equiped]

  ID# 30501 results:

 Battle: 1
 Craft: 10
 Loot: 7
 MOB: 6

[Rawk_Hawk 0]

Rawk wasn't entirely comfortable with his mud covered spear, but had to make do, the fight hadn't reached it's end yet. His newfound armor did a considerably good job at keeping the mud from sticking, surprisingly, but even that couldn't save his spear, which was already sticky thanks to the nonsense in the dugout. Fortunately for Rawk, he got an opportunity to wipe off his spear when the bear slipped up on the mud, the hawk prioritizing wieldiness over damage, scraping off the mud where it mattered whilst the bear recovered from its fall. 
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Field Condition, Muddy as hell 
-1 BD 

Rawk's Hp, 
15/15 

Bear's HP
4/8 

Loot So Far~
3/? Silk
1/? Wool
1/? Bag of Feathers 
1/? Bag of Unrefined Gold? 
1/? Bag of Garbage
Wolf-hide armor (Leather) [Equiped]

 ID# 30502 results:

 Battle: 6
 Craft: 2
 Loot: 16
 MOB: 1

[Rawk_Hawk 0]

With the cooldown of his sword art coming off, a plan formulated, and a smile to Rawk's face. Returning to the pattern of exchanges, Rawk baited the bear with a faked misstep, and waited for the bear to take advantage of it. The bear couldn't miss the opportunity of a free hit, and thus, it fell for the bait, lunging with both paws raised in the air, soon to slam back down on their target. Rawk activated his sword art, the tip of his spear glowing crimson as he trusted into the exposed gut of the bear. While normally, Rawk would've been crushed when the bear fell on him, the strength of the sword art allowed him to hoist the bear up into the air, spear sinking into it's flesh. Not wasting any time, nor the resistance the bear's body offered, he swung down horizontally towards the wall, flinging the bear off his spear as the energies within it receded. The bear smacked up against the barrier, going limp as it hit the ground, not dead, but clearly phased. 
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Field Condition, Muddy as hell 
-1 BD 

Rawk's Hp, 
15/15 
~ Crit's 
Bear's HP
4/8-2/8

Loot So Far~
3/? Silk
1/? Wool
1/? Bag of Feathers 
1/? Bag of Unrefined Gold? 
1/? Bag of Garbage
Wolf-hide armor (Leather) [Equiped]

 ID# 30504 results:

 Battle: 9
 Craft: 9
 Loot: 18
 MOB: 4

[Rawk_Hawk 0]

Rawk charged the bear and thrust into it before it could awaken, spear stabbing into it one last time before the bear shattered into pixels, leaving an item behind in it's wake. "Bravo, you're getting better at this," John clapped slowly, his own spot against the wall not too far away from that of the bear, an apple core sinking into the mud not too far away from his left boot. "Yeah, I guess so," Rawk sheathed his spear, bending a knee to loot the spark. The "Bear-Hide cloak", another piece of the makeshift collection, it would seem. "Why do you think the wall is still up? I thought by killing the bear, you should've gotten rid of it," John pointed back to the barrier, which was still up. The quest "Trigger word" was still labeled as "Incomplete" for Rawk, so he could only assume he'd have to try and find the chest if he wanted to shoo away the barrier. "We probably have to try the chest.....or something, not sure how to get it out of the ground,"  Rawk shrugged, rising from his crouch and turning back to the spot where the chest once lay. The dirt didn't even look disturbed, and if he hadn't seen it sink into the ground himself, he probably would've doubted it was ever there. "Well, you can get rid of it, adventurers always can," John pushed against the wall, strolling off to the center of the clearing, Rawk following.  
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Field Condition, Muddy as hell 
-1 BD 

Rawk's Hp, 
15/15 
~ Crit's 
Bear's HP
2/8-2/8-DEAD 

Loot So Far~
3/? Silk
1/? Wool
1/? Bag of Feathers 
1/? Bag of Unrefined Gold? 
1/? Bag of Garbage
Wolf-hide armor (Leather) [Equiped]
Bear-Hide cloak (Leather) 

 ID# 30504 results:

 Battle: 9
 Craft: 9
 Loot: 18
 MOB: 4

[Rawk_Hawk 0]

The patch of grass, quite literally, was just that, a patch of muddy grass. The two of them tried to dig into it, but to no avail, meeting a layer of bedrock not too far away from the surface. It became very clear that the way out was behind a puzzle. Sadly, the search for it's pieces unsuccessful, the warcry of a woman, presumably that of the chain mailed one from before, being the only noticeable event during their short search, that is, asides from the puzzle being solved. Accepting the fact that digging was, in every sense, not going to get them anywhere, Rawk began to think back to details of the quest itself. Once he remembered just when the quest popped up, and took into account the meaning behind "Trigger word", Rawk felt like an idiot for having even tried to dig. Positioning himself next to where the chest once stood, Rawk shouted, "Trap!" John flinched, thinking it was a warning directed towards him, his confusion only increasing when the barrier suddenly vanished. 

That, however, wasn't the only "barrier" which vanished; where there was once a patch, a deep hole could be found. With walls of dirt, a shanty looking ladder of rope and wood, and a shroud of darkness at the bottom; Rawk wasn't at all tempted to go down. The words inquiry, "Accept Quest" popped up in the center of Rawk's vision as soon as "Trigger Word" vanished, and he was quick to deny it. John had made it to the center a few seconds before the pit closed, and quickly inferred what had happened. "Trap?" He muttered, and on key, the pit opened once again. Rawk, intrigued at John's capability to trigger the quest, but too drained to care, told him to say "Deny"; the boy followed orders, and the pit was sealed once again. 

Ignoring the fact that NPC's shouldn't be able to trigger quests, Rawk added "checking the hole" to his bucket-list, for he was far too tired and surely underleveled to even think about entering it. All Rawk wanted now was to finish the quest and be done with it, and possibly get a nice drink when all was said and done. "Hope whoever made that died," John spat at the patch, before heading back off towards their "path", Rawk followed wordlessly, inwardly agreeing with John.  
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Rawk's Hp, 
15/15 

Loot So Far~
3/? Silk
1/? Wool
1/? Bag of Feathers 
1/? Bag of Unrefined Gold? 
1/? Bag of Garbage
Wolf-hide armor (Leather) [Equiped]
Bear-Hide cloak (Leather) 

 ID# 30655 results:

 Battle: 1
 Craft: 8
 Loot: 5
 MOB: 10