With a flash and a tingle, Dahlia didn't really feel much change. That was it? Well, no wonder nobody wrote elaborate records on it. The process was really just a formality. She reclasped the linen wrap and put on her first shirt in an attempt at modesty. She took the paper from Athena, eyeing her stats and stuff. Dahlia had read about this. Adventurers saw a letter grade for each of their stats, alongside any skill they may of had. Dahlia's stats were close to the lowest. Considering how most adventurers started at an I with only a few Hs. Considering how Level 1's I was considered to be "the ability of an average person", reading H three times made her pretty happy. Alongside that, she had a skill. Expanded Mind, it read, [i]increases the person's total amount of magic...[/i] Well, it made sense. Her brain was pretty expanded.

Athena gave a little explanation on what was next. Despite Dahlia putting on layer after layer of her cloth protections, she listened very intently. At the end of the explanation, she asked if the now-fully-dressed Dahlia had any questions. Dahlia's mouth opened.

[i]Do gods poo?[/i] She didn't say.

She had caught herself before she asked. Now wasn't the time. Her relationship with Athena didn't reach that point yet. Maybe later. The question was thrown to the back of her mind. She instantly shoved her fist over her mouth and eyed the door.

[b]"NoquestionsthankyouI'mgoingtopreparebyeitwasniceseeingyou!"[/b] She frantically spilled out as though it was spaghetti coming out of her pockets. Quickly reaching into her jacket's pockets, she pulled out a book and a grey hunk of rock wrapped in bandages. She began to write in the book, hustling her way out of the room, down the stairs, and out of the building.

Next stop: the market for last minute supply gittin'.