so that I could guide the arrow to its
target. However, that proved to be more than I could hope for, and I
lost the connection to the mana almost instantly. Almost, meaning
that I was able to hold onto it for a few feet after it left my
control. Sadly, since the spell failed, it wasn’t enough to
trigger the system granting me a new spell. But I wasn’t too
discouraged, and knew that this spell should eventually be possible,
since it wasn’t a matter of lacking the mana, but lacking the
control that stopped it from working.
A
noise distracted me from my thoughts, and I noticed that my stomach
appeared to be demanding attention, since I had yet to eat since I
arrived in the game. Looking at my inventory, I was thankful to see
that I had a few pieces of bread that would ease my hunger. Though
strangely, I only had four slots for my inventory right now. Likely,
either getting bags or leveling up would increase the size of the
inventory.
After
eating the rather bland bread, I decided that I would next head to
the alchemy instructor, before finally going out to hunt. The sooner
I get out there, the sooner I can level up and get the loot I’ve
been waiting for. Though, I couldn’t help but let out a groan
when I looked at my contact list, and saw that both my dad and Jacobs
had already leveled up at least once each. I’m not
procrastinating… I’m just making sure I’m ready…
Chapter 5: Rascally
Rabbits
Once
again making my way through the town, I eventually stopped to ask for
directions to someone able to teach me alchemy. The answer I got
nearly made me fall flat on my face from embarrassment, since
apparently the alchemy shop was right next door(tree? Next tree? No,
I’ll go with door) to the giant tower of magic.
Calm
down Falenel… It’s not your fault.. it’s a genetic
trait of men to be unable to ask for directions… I tried to
make excuses for myself while saying and making my way back. At least
this way, I was gaining a bit more time to wait for my magic to
recover. Need to add a technique to recover faster, or learning how
recovery works to my to-do list…
Once
I reached the fabled alchemy station, I was rather surprised to find
that no other players were lining up to learn the trade. I mean, who
doesn’t want to be able to concoct their own healing potions,
if there isn’t a limit to the amount of trade skills you can
learn?
My
question was further relevant when I got inside and noticed the
busty, silver eyed elf manning the counter. Or, was she a half-elf?
Her ears didn’t seem quite as pointed as the other elves, and
her chest was a bit larger than normal for the race. As she saw me
come in, she directed a kind smile at me. “Welcome, how may I
help you?”
Her
voice caused me to snap out of my mild delusions and get back to what
I wanted to do. “Right, sorry. Yes, I’m interested in
learning about alchemy. Would that be alright?”
She
thought about it for a few moments, and then nodded her head. “Yes,
that would be fine. But I need to ask a payment, first. The basic
alchemy set costs 70 copper, and I’ll need you to either
provide the herbs you use to practice, or pay for their cost.”
I
likewise nodded, seeing that this was entirely reasonable. However, I
decided to ask something else that had been on my mind. “What
all does alchemy cover? Just curious.”
She
smiled a bit more at my question. It seemed not many actually cared
to ask for the details. “Well, as I’m sure you know, the
basic levels of alchemy involve mixing together different types of
potions. However, as you become more skilled, you also are able to do
more. For instance, a master alchemist could make a potion, but they
could also develop ways for more permanent effects. They could also
make poisons, bombs, or even play with a creature’s genetic
make-up.”
I
blinked, a bit surprised hearing that. Obviously, I figured they
could do poisons, and maybe even bombs, but this sounded like the
answer to one of