[center][h2]Rentarou "Ren" Kusabe[/h2][/center] Some women among the new crowd muttered under their breaths and made a couple of complex gestures at the mention of the deity. It seems like the goddess is revered highly in this world and not just an occult figure. Ren decided to make a mental note to find more information about the goddess if they get through this mess alive. The first girl seems to exude herself with great confidence. Ren felt relieved that at least someone from their group can handle the situation. If it were him, they would probably end up in a dark dungeon somewhere. "[i]But if they really mean harm, they could have rounded us up right off the bat. We're all just kids after all.[/i]" Ren thought weighing their chances, "[i]If only there's a way to convince them that we're not here to cause any trouble.[/i]" "Be that as it may," The armoured man started to say, "we cannot allow you to walk around without proper clearance. I'm afraid we have to ask you to come with us for further questioning." Whatever sense of relief Ren felt earlier has vanished just as quickly. His extensive gaming knowledge tells him that multiple things that can go wrong with this recent development. Besides, they don't know exactly if these people can be trusted, they might be dressed like regal knights now, but, they could very well be bandits wanting to take advantage of kids like them, or worst, they could be slave traders looking for new slaves to sell. "[i]I have to calm down! I have to think of something, and fast![/i]" And then suddenly, there was a huge blast coming from the farthest flank of the newcomers. Soon enough everything is in chaos — people shouting directions, some screams of pain, more explosions, and what sounded like wolves howling. "Just what the hell is happening!?" Shouted the armoured man. "Sir! A pack of Kobolds has appeared! It's an ambush!" A young man came up to his commander, panting, and panic-stricken. The huge man turned to us, his face enraged, "You!? Do you have anything to do with this!?" And then, Ren saw them. Their head looks very wolf-like — long snouts with menacing set of sharp teeth. From neck down, they very much resemble that of a human body, except they are covered in fur, and in exchange of hands and feet are paws with sharp claws. They also have furry tails, but some had theirs cut down in half. Some Kobolds wear beaten down armour made of wood, but most of them are in their bare fur. "[i]Oyy this is worst than slave traders!?[/i]" Ren thought ridiculously. [quote]"[i]Appraisal Level 1 acquired! Would you like to use Appraisal skill now?[/i]"[/quote] Ren almost jumped off from where he's currently standing, surprised at the sudden interruption of his thoughts. "[i]Man, is this going to be a frequent thing?[/i]" Ren thought towards the voice inside his head, annoyed. "[i]It mentioned some Appraisal Skill. Wait, you don't mean...[/i]" [quote]"[i]Appraisal skill activated![/i]"[/quote] Suddenly an almost translucent panel appear beside one of the monsters. It reads: [hider=Lesser Kobold Underling][center][u]Lesser Kobold Underling[/u] [b]Level[/b]: 5 [b]Health Points[/b]: 300 [b]Mana[/b]: 12 [b]General Stats[/b]: • Strength - 46 • Endurance - 30 • Intellegence - 24 • Agility - 44 • Dexterity - 22 • Luck - 8 [b]Skills[/b] • Intimidate Lvl 3 • Claw Strike Lvl 4 [b]Description[/b] • Usually moves in packs and overwhelms their prey by outnumbering them. A pack is lead by a Kobold Leader.[/center][/hider] "[i]Of course, they have stats!?[/i]" Ren thought in disbelief. Considering these numbers, these monsters are pretty low levelled. But still, what would a shut-in nerd like him know about fighting? The only physical work he knew is walking to and from the convenient store or doing household chores. [quote]"[i]Would you like to use Appraisal Skill to your self?[/i]" [/quote] "[i]Well, this is interesting.[/i]" Ren thought mockingly. "[i]But I doubt my stats are any good though. Whatever, sure use it, whoever you talking inside my head.[/i]" [quote]"[i]Appraisal skill activated![/i]"[/quote] [hider=Rentarou Kusabe][center][b]Level[/b]: 1 [b]Health Points[/b]: 3000 [b]Mana[/b]: 280 [b]General Stats[/b]: • [b]Strength[/b] - 340 • [b]Endurance[/b] - 300 • [b]Intellegence[/b] - 560 • [b]Agility[/b] - 900 • [b]Dexterity[/b] - 700 • [b]Luck[/b] - 2200 [u]Acquired Skills[/u]: • [b]Translator Level 1[/b] - translate foreign language to user's mother tongue, and vice versa. • • [b]Appraisal Level 1 [/b]- grants user access to view a specific target's stats. Further levelling this skill will reveal other details on any desired target. • [b]Bow Mastery Level 1[/b] - enable user to use bow weapon. Further levelling up this skill will improve accuracy and target locking. [b]Extra[/b] • [b]Kaireth's Blessing: Online Shop[/b] - grants user access to online shopping. User can order anything from the original world through this skill by using Kairelith's currency. Any machine (ex. anything ran by electricity) bought from Online Shop will automatically be converted to a magical tool, thus, instead of electricity, the item will be operated entirely by the user's mana. Some items will have additional effect once used in Kairelith, say, food purchased from Online Shop would add extra stats to whoever eats it for a specific span of time. [u]Description[/u]: • A human revived from another world.[/center][/hider] "WHAT THE HELL IS THIS INSANE STATS!!?" Ren said a little too loudly. This snapped him back to reality and became more aware of his surroundings. Most of the Kobolds are now fighting the newcomers — swords, claws, and teeth actively hacking at each other. He might have seen several streaks of light speeding in and out of his peripheral vision and also some blood, but he's still a little out of focus to pay attention. This new information presenting itself to him is just too overwhelming to process. He can't even tell what is real anymore. If he's dreaming, this is the best time to wake up. Ren pinched himself one more time to make sure. "[i]Damn that hurts![/i]" "We'll have to deal with this pack somehow before reinforcements arrive!" The armoured man turned to his men, all the while drawing his sword. He raised it at arm's length — the sword glistened against the sun that it's almost blinding. "We need to regroup! Form a perimeter! Don't let anyone get separated or fight alone, that's what these damn bastards want you to do!" "Yes, sir!" The group replied to his command, and then, bit by bit, the Knights efficiently regroup themselves to form a circle around Ren and the others. The commander turned towards us, "You better have a good explanation to all of this once we get to the encampment."