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[indent][indent]There was a sense of adventure and energy bristling within Shiroe's reborn body. A powerful drive that was rarely felt in his old life. At least there was until he was told there were no actual bounties or missions to do and most of the local area had been picked clean. The lich sighed to himself as his slime familiar balanced hapazardly on his scythe. [color=0054a6]"Well, they did come here first."[/color] Shiroe justified the actions of the previous adventurers in his mind as he looked around.

He had absolutely no sense on how much staying here would actually be. While 10 Eris a night to stay in the bunkhouse didn't sound like too much, Shiroe didn't really have a measure on how easy it would be to acquire 10 Eris or if there was some denomination of currency less than an Eris. For all he knew, each monster could drop a quarter of one or something like that and all of a sudden, the 200 Eris rent for an apartment looked very, very intimidating.

But with a huff of his chest, the necromancer told himself that he would be able to get there one day. He did manage to make some pocket change from working two jobs while going to school, even if his dad beat him until Shiroe forked over some 80% or something. Of course, he had also spent many a nights sleeping on the street in the rain. Given that he no longer really felt anything, Shiroe wondered if it would be possible just to camp outside. Maybe under a tarp or something. Maybe he could summon forth a mass of bones to form a roof or something.

[color=0054a6]"Umm.... Ms... Thicc-chan... Are we allowed to stay on property but not sleep in a bunk or something?"[/color] Shiroe raised his hand and asked, Xiang's outfit clearly have an affect on his mind, "Also, is there any college that happens to specialize in the magics of Life or Death."

From what limited experience he had in this world of just how people looked at him, plus his memories of what most fantasy universes are like, necromancy is hardly a welcomed subject or art. With his luck, Shiroe would have to go hunt out some creepy wrinkly old man in a cave or graveyard. And probably get eaten by a ghoul in the process or something. Alternatively he could just pose as a medical student or study life giving magics seeing as all his spells were bastardized versions of such spells. Plus Shiroe assumed the colleges of medicine had a legal way of procuring cadavers and hopefully they wouldn't mind if one suddenly vanished.

Pulling out his adventurer card, Shiroe looked at the stats he had been given. Honestly it looked like someone tried to use his card as a number calculator, gave up half way and smashed the "random" button with a bit too much gusto. In short, his stats made no fucking sense. For some reason his highest stat was [i]strength[/i] followed by endurance with wisdom and intelligence abysmally low for a mage. The only thing that really made sense was his luck stat that was at a patronizing "-1". [color=0054a6]"Welp, at least one of these stats is accurate."[/color] Shiroe sighed as he stowed away his card, [color=0054a6]"Probably influence the other stats as well..."[/color]

On the upside, it would mean that Shiroe would have little issue doing a physically demanding job which he assumed there were a lot of. The lady in the bikini armor did say something about groups needing strong arms and laborers. The mental image of him, a scrawny mage, being able to lift comical numbers of boxes with more easy than muscle bound men made him chuckle regardless of how unrealistic it was. As did the thought of him being a club bouncer or something. Following that train of thought, Shiroe wondered if there were even clubs in this world; taverns were a natural given but he wondered if there was anything resembling a magical night club, certainly an interesting concept it nothing else. Perhaps a future business venture once he finished schooling or got money? Speaking of which, [color=0054a6]"Um... Ms Xiang, do the colleges offer a work study program? You know, they'll wave the tuition if you work as a janitor or something on their campus?"[/color]

Shire smiled as he felt the warmth of the sun on his face. It was the start of his new fantasy life after all! A wonderful world beyond his imagination full of people to meet and places to see! Sure there were issues, but hey, it was better than his old life at least if nothing else. And surely the blessings of the God of Death was worth something?[/indent][/indent]