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Author's Note: Yadda, Yadda, author's note, Yadda Yadda, map progress! It makes me happy to know that people continue to enjoy the story, even if it is an oddity with all the different characters and perspective occurring! Yes, I have a plot! Yes, I know what I'm doing. And what do you mean you want my BattleNet name?
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Life of a Dragon Sequel v2.3 releases this December 20th! Now enjoy the chapter everyone!
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Chapter 28: Road to Change
In the land of Gallia, in the fires of the village blacksmith, the dark lord Celdrahil forged- Wait, that's entirely wrong.
In the small village on the edge of becoming a town, Celdrahil, Dragon Slayer of Kayla, narrowed his expression in thought as he browsed the local blacksmith's wares. While the quality of the work and limited supply significantly decreased the decision making required, Celdrahil wasn't a player to just needlessly buy a vendor's items simply because it looked cool.
His own armor, which was an extension of his player model, clearly outclassed any leather or iron that this village blacksmith could create. While his item, Dragon Slayer Sword Level 1, was a unique weapon that only the Dragon Slayer could have.
Only three other heroes had unique items tied only to them. The Dragon Catcher, the Human Kingdom Prince, and finally the Mercenary.
Catcher's Bow, Aylmer's Sword, and Mercenary Equipment respectively.
'Wait, are they called that? Or is it Glacion's Bow and Royal Sword… Rosina's Bow and Prince Sword? Ugh, the map maker changes names unexpectedly.' He thought about it briefly. 'Whatever, not that it matters. I'm the only player here in this new world.'
He has been browsing the blacksmith's wares because he was curious to if they could be considered Items. It was a clear case that Items existed considering he had an inventory and he has the slayer sword. In line with this fact, the golems had dropped gold currency into his metaphysical resource tab that he could access on a whim.
'Find anything you're looking for?' The blacksmith spoke up, he was a young man, possibly under an apprenticeship if this world ran with similarities to Earth.
This land, Gallia, could possibly be Dark Ages, or Renaissance. It was definitely pre-industrial.
He hadn't seen anything of the likes to firearms. He knew Life of a Dragon Sequel had a few snippets of firearms, but they were rudimentary rifles.
Celdrahil turned to the young man, 'A question, do you sell firearms?'
'Firearms…?'
'Rifles… Pistols… Hm, ah, ever heard of the term, musket?'
'Oh!' The man said, 'While I do not know the former two devices, there are no muskets in town. Those are quite difficult to get outside the military or top-of-the-line weapon vendors.'
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The Dragon Slayer nodded, so they had muskets, still a far cry from Earth's technological level, but a step in that direction.
'I would purchase, unfortunately, I'm unfamiliar with the local currency. Do you take gold coinage or do I have to visit a money changer?' Celdrahil questioned.
'G-gold? Like, pure gold coin?'
He raised a brow, 'From your reaction, I'm going to assume that gold has far more value.'
If it wasn't for the fact that only Players could receive gold from the Creeps, Celdrahil would believe the economy would've gotten torn to shambles.
'Any money changers in town?' The player asked.
The young blacksmith shook his head, 'No, sir. He left a few months back when the town started to fail. Now it's more likely to remain a village before being confirmed as a town.'
Ah, yes, this was technically a village officially. It was on the edge of the township, but the local nobles refused to let it prosper.
He should have a chat about that, he's grown fond of this little place. There is no reason why a noble should refuse to send a message concerning township, wouldn't it increase the value of his land and give him more position?
At least, that's what he thought. Why is google chrome not responding.
'Thank you for your time,' Celdrahil said as he turned and left the blacksmith to his own devices. The Dragon Slayer walking outside, glancing upward at the sun that shone brightly in the horizon. He could still recall when he had looked up the night beforehand at the twin moons that orbit this new world.
'Reminds me of some space games,' He thought, referring to the night. 'Regardless, it's time for me to leave his place. I got a noble to visit, if I can get the nobility on my side as well as the common folk, then I'll have a solid backing.'
He checked his items, his unique weapon sat at level 1 and an Enchanted Shield.
The latter was actually a basic item drop from the Golems a few days prior. It increases his health by 50 and armor value by 2.
A minuscule item, but every bit counts.
'Time to make way,' With that, Celdrahil followed the paved dirt road that leads towards the noble's mansion in the region, it would take a good few hours before he reached it, however.
The bustling city of Carlisle, where freedom from the chains of royalty bring about an age where the people rule. The markets are filled with its denizens, the soldiers working hard to keep order and law in face of the dreaded, forsaken nobility. In many places, pamphlets were hung in an attempt to add more to the growing forces of the Reconquista…
An illusion of the truth.
Dragon Catcher Rosina felt the stale air of sickness and poverty around her, it was hard to ignore. The caravan was most likely the richest people in the city at the current moment. Well, until you count the nobility. Everything Rosina had learned in her life back on Earth practically pulled at her very being to aid the people around her.
It was wrong, all wrong, she had to help.
But she can't, it's dangerous.
She has gold from creeps, she could give those out.
Doing that will only make matters worse, to solve a problem as big as this she had to deal with the head of the snake.
The common folk begged on the streets, the stalls were crude and hardly held together, their owners trying in vain to sell whatever junk or spoiled goods they just to keep a living. There were multiple times already where children would pass by, attempting to pickpocket her and the caravan, only to be caught easily as they were novices in the art of thievery.
By knowing that, it was clear all this poverty was a recent incident.
Rosina tried to ask about it earlier to a caravan, but they wouldn't speak, only shoot glances towards the Reconquista soldiers who lavished in wealth and power.
The Chosen Dragonet behind her, Cora Rune, seemed to be in agreement with her thoughts. The second player glaring hatefully at the abuse going around.
Oh…
A man over there was getting beaten, having begged a soldier for currency to feed his family.
'Worthless peasant! I'm part of the Reconquista! Know your place!' The soldier yelled as he kicked the man who lay on the ground.
She couldn't stand it anymore.
Rosina steps up to the soldier, her grip tightening around the handle of the bow, 'Leave that man alone.'
The soldier looked to the Dragon Catcher, his eyes looking at her before grinning maliciously, it was then Rosina also took notice of the other soldiers, around four of them, and how in comparison the man in front of her wore superior gear.
A captain, most likely. Though she definitely preferred the Kayla Kingdom's unit to this asshole.
'Look here, men, we got ourselves a hero!' The abusing Captain yelled.
She narrows her eyes, 'I ask you to stop beating this man, it's unbecoming of a soldier to use the people in such a matter. It makes you look like the trash you are.'
'I'll show you! Men, Get her! I'll punish her severely!' He commanded his soldiers.
Rosina activated her auto cast of the Cold Arrows spell in her abilities, the bow swinging with her into a combat stance in an instant. 'Your funeral,' She replied with a harsh glare.
The first arrow flew, a blue glow decorated in frost accompy it, and hit the closest soldier square in the chest region. His armor, most likely made of steel, did little to protect him from the arrow's pentration and spell effects. The soldier fell backward from the kenetic force, his entire armor changing into a dark blue color as he looked like frostbite just striken him all at once.
Rosina winced, she didn't know how much her damage output scaled since the Transition. In Warcraft 3, you could check all these values… Hit points, mana, damage, armor… But now she can only get a extremely vague guess. She knew her level, that's for sure, it was there in the back of her mind, but the other numbers were non-existant.
She didn't know other people's levels, though, again, in Warcraft 3, you could just check another player's or creep's level by simply clicking on their character.
No such luck here, it was no more by presence. She could 'feel' how dangerous the enemy was in front of her, but it didn't give her an exact power scale on if she could handle it or not.
The soldiers didn't feel dangerous at all, sure, Rosina feels threatened, but her own level probably outmatched theirs.
The Dragon Catcher switched targets in less than a second, another arrow flying through the air with a trail of frost magic following behind it. Rosina fired her bow like second nature, her speed at bringing an arrow to her weapon had increased since she had first awakened in this new world. Most likely due to her higher level and the instinctual knowledge ingrained within this body by the Hero character she played as.
In any case, another soldier down for the count.
The other two were too slow to react or didn't care, to their fallen comrades. They continued to charge at the Dragon Catcher with malicious intent.
She drafted another arrow into her bowstring, aiming at the third soldier and letting it loose with another flare of her mana enchanting the now flying arrow. Rosina had to be a bit cautious at her mana consumption, the mana exhaustion she briefly experienced back when fighting the Ice Trolls with Cora had been a pain in the ass.
'One shot, one kill…' She said to herself in a prideful matter. Though she hadn't actually killed the soldiers, simply taking them out of action, it was still impressive to rid of foes so easily.
Huh, she didn't gain experience points. Probably only counts on a kill.
Once again, she let loose and arrow, it soured through the air and impacted against the fourth soldier, letting him fall to the floor in agony as his body was covered in frost magic, drastically slowing his movements.
Rosina looked towards the captain, 'I dare say, it looks like your soldiers are in need of medical attention,' She said.
'Worthless men, to let a single mage beat you in combat!' He yelled in anger at his subordinates. Then glared at Rosina, 'I should have known, Royalist scum!'
'Wait, what?' Rosina spoke in confusion, her real self-breaking through the noble speech pattern.
Then it came, a powerful compressed blast of wind hitting Rosina at her right side. The Hero barely had time to react, the spell came to fast and out of her line of sight.
Rosina was sent flying, nay, spiraling through the air and crashed right into a nearby cart. The market cart shattered apart into wooden splinters and rubble as the seventh player attempted to recover her bearings. After a few seconds, she stood back on her feet, clutching at her side after taking a large portion of damage.
If she hadn't the endurance of a Warcraft 3 Hero, she would've been knocked out cold or severely injured.
'Maker damns it, that's going to hurt tomorrow morning,' She swore in Kayla god's name.
'Hahahaha!' The captain practically laughed at her misfortune.
Rosina looked up, briefly glancing at the direction of her fellow Life of a Dragon player. Cora Rune looked prepared to intervene, the Chosen Dragon worried at losing a fellow player. The Dragon Catcher calmed her worries by raising a hand, motioning that she could handle this skirmish by her lonesome.
Besides, if Cora did, this battle would have been over in the first attack. These soldiers could barely handle one Hero, let alone a Chosen Dragon with that Hero.
Also the fact that Blue Dragons were really, really good against a mass of units. They were practically built to destroy armies! Well, given they reach a certain level first.
Rosina patted off her cloak, ignoring the pain on her left side.
She raised a hand at the captain, halting the brief battle between them.
'Now, according to some presumption you have whirling inside your head, I'm going to assume you believe me to be a royalist of some description?' Rosina questioned.
'Of course!'
'By what, sound logic do you have that would warrant such a claim? Do you even have solid evidence that I'm not actually part of the Reconsiquestia?'
'I. Uh…'
'Indeed, I can see what you might see me as a Royalist. I most certainly am some magic user of a certain caliber to have defeated your men so easily. In fact, the numbing fact that I survived and remain nearly uninjured by your surprise attack might pinpoint me at such a strong position in a enemy force.'
'Y-yes-'
'But then who's to say I'm not a high-ranking noble in the Reconsieqstia? I could have been sent to this location to investigate possible rumors of royalist supporters or even keep in check some unsavory individuals who are using the local populace for their own personal gain.'
The captain gulped quite audibly at that implication.
'It would be quite troublesome for a lower ranking captain to suddenly attack his superior. Such action could lead to devastating consequences on the person, putting him and his troops at risk of treason and by proxy, execution.'
'P-perhaps you can just forget this happened?'
'Of course, I might be lenient to let this pass by, but I require some form of compensation.'
'Anything, ma'am!' The captain stood up straight.
'You and your troops will provide a community service to this town. I want you to take whatever currency you have and open a soup kitchen for the town's residents. We cannot have the populace hating us after defeating the royalist, such a people will revolt against us. I do not need to tell you what the revolt will incite?'
'No, I understand, ma'am! But, we ourselves do not have much to spend.'
'Come here,' Rosina finished.
The Captain nodded and walked over, the Dragon Catcher put a pouch of solid gold coins in his hand. She looked to him, 'Take this coin, Captain. If this town becomes prosperous by your hands, you will be praised and recorded throughout history.'
His eyes widened at the prospect in his hands.
'Now, go forth, begin your quest to be written down in the books for years to come, Captain. But before you leave, please seek for your men some medical attention. The Cold Arrow's effects have waned off by now, it's only some arrow wounds now.'
With that, the Captain saluted and rushed off to his comrades.
Rosina sighed and walked over to the caravan, who all looked to her in abstract shock.
'What?' Rosina questioned.
Current Status:
Chosen Dragon Player 1: Saito Hiraga - Alive - Purple Dragonet (Agility) Level 11
Chosen Dragon Player 2: Alex Storm - Alive - Bronze Dragonet (Strength) Level 8
Chosen Dragon Player 3: Asuna Godiva - Alive - Nether Dragonet (Strength) Level 10
Chosen Dragon Player 4: Artos Archway - Alive - Green Dragonet (Agility) Level 8
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Chosen Dragon Player 5: Cora Rune - Alive - Blue Dragonet (Intelligence) Level 10
Dragon Slayer Player 6: Celdrahil - Alive - Slayer Level 8
Dragon Catcher Player 7: Rosina - Alive - Catcher Level 12
The Human Kingdom Player 8: Aylmer and Abigail - Alive - King Level 4, Princess Level [Error]
The Fel Empire Player 9: Grom - Alive - King of Fel Empire Level 8
Mercenary Player 10: Elizabeth Loyal - Alive - Sorceress Level 7
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