[center][color=306EFF][h1]Vola[/h1][/color][/center] [hr] Time seemed to freeze as she fell backwards. Her eyes took in the scene as every little detail got burned into her mind, from the slight tear in the corner of the packaging box of her bedframe as it barrelled towards her, the wide-eyed look of the movers – their mouths frozen on a half-uttered curse – to the clown-shaped stain on the ceiling. It seemed like forever and yet no time at all. Veronica wanted to laugh and cry and scream. She was twenty-three years old! Her whole life she had been careful, always tried to do the right thing and kept out of trouble. She had never seen the need to take unnecessary risks, having been quite content with staying safe at home and living vicariously through the words of others. Yet the second she tries to take a step outside of her comfort-zone, the second she tries to have an adventure of her own, this happens. Everything comes to an end because she tripped over her own feet attempting to escape from a runaway bedframe. She can’t decide which is worse, dying in such a mortifying way or knowing that this is the story people will be told when they asked what happened to her. Veronica’s only consolation as the back of her head made contact with the railing and everything faded to black, was that at least dying meant that she wouldn’t have to live with the mortification for long… [hr] [i]Kill me now...[/i] Groaning in pain, Veronica clutched at her head as she tried to soothe the pounding headache. How long was she out? She must have really hit her head hard when she…fell down the stairs… No, that can’t be right… her name was Vola and she’s never even set foot on or seen a proper staircase, let alone have fallen down one! And yet the memories were there, walking up to her new apartment, excited to start her new life, the movers shouting…dying… Just like that, everything came flooding back to her, her previous life as Veronica, meeting Jehanne and being told that she’s getting a second chance at life (just like in so many of her favourite fantasy books!), choosing a skill (as soon as she gets a chance, she is so going to experiment with Rune Scribe), receiving a blessing and being told that her new life would be that of an…orc…well, nobody said that being reincarnated would be easy. Glancing around the Brood Pit, she took a few minutes to observe those around her and her surroundings, while going through her memories as Vola, grimacing slightly. This wasn’t going to be easy, especially since it seems that as a Orc Runt, she is rather low on the pecking order, which is something some of the more experienced Orcs will hold against her and the others if past memories are to be believed. She’ll have to do her best, try not to antagonize anyone and make herself useful. Hopefully, that will be enough, but if not she might be able to try her luck by integrating into a human settlement? That is only to be considered as a last resort though, since Orcs haven’t exactly done anything to endear them to the other intelligent races. From what she heard, if she just waltzes into a village she might as well sign her own death certificate. So she’ll do her best to make it work here first, she’s a smart girl, how hard can it be? Damn, if she wouldn’t kill for a book right now… Whatever other thoughts and plans she might have come up with had to take a backseat with the arrival of a huge looming figure – the Head Warrior, Auguz according to her memories. What followed was a scramble as everyone snapped to attention, the Runts of her generation filing out after him, listening attentively to his commands. Throughout this process, Vola did her best to make herself seem small and unassuming, avoiding catching his eye. Looks like they’re getting thrown in the deep end, she better learn to swim and quick. As soon as they were dismissed, she collected the few supplies that she had to her name while thinking through the best course of action. In spite of all the knowledge that she gained from books, that didn’t really translate well into information about hunting. Depending on its range, she might be able to use Rune Scribe to electrocute a tree and consequently bag a Tatzelwurm, that would take quite some luck and stealth on her part though. She could try something similar on the ground and use herself as bait to try her luck with a slime or a dire rat? She might have more luck scavenging? Vola still remembers a few ways to identify non-poisonous plants from some books that she read a while back and she does remember a few conversations that she overheard from more experienced Orcs that described a few sought-after plants… It might be best to just explore first, get a lay of the land and see what she can find before deciding on a strategy. Before she heads out though, she should see if there is anything useful lying around, like a basket or something to write with, maybe some pieces of bark that she can carve words on in place of parchment? Maybe if she can get her hands on a bow and arrows she can use Rune Scribe on the arrows? That’s something she should definitely test out later. Decision made, she walked deeper into the camp, a quiet whisper marking her first words in her new life. [b]“You can do this V, all those hours reading isekai stories has to count for something…”[/b] [hr] [hider=Skills and Equipment] [u][b]Current Skills:[/b][/u][list] [*][b]Ingestion[/b] - [i]After consuming a required amount of biomass from a particular Creature, 1 of that Creature's Skills can be copied at its lowest Rank.[/i] [*][b]Rune Scribe[/b] - Rank I - [i]Isekai Skill. Normally, this Skill requires the User to be capable of at least one other Magic Skill. Use a personal writing system to imbue magical effects. At Rank I, the scribed Rune has only half the effectiveness of the original Spell and fades after 1 day. (For example, one could use this with a piece of parchment to produce a consumable Scroll of Fire Bolt--or place the Rune somewhere in the environment with certain spells to create a sort of booby-trap.)[/i] [*]Empty Skill Slot [*]Empty Skill Slot[/list] [u][b]Equipment and Inventory:[/b][/u][list] [*][b]Swaddling Pelts[/b] - Equip, Clothes - [i]Old animal skins used to keep an Orc baby warm as they sleep. Once the Runt is old enough to start hunting, these are usually just enough to cover the parts that need the most covering.[/i] [*][b]Wooden Stick[/b] - Equip, Weapon/Tool, Material Component - [i]A wooden stick. From a tree. That's...that's all there is to it. Can be thrown.[/i] [*][b]Sharp Rock[/b] - Equip, Weapon/Tool, Material Component - [i]A rock with a slightly sharp edge. Useful as a primitive knife or chisel. Can be thrown.[/i][/list] [/hider] [hider=Current Quest] [center][b]Hunt for Food![/b][/center] [b]Target[/b]: Random [b]Current Location[/b]: Orc Camp [b]Current Activity[/b]: Looking for useful supplies. [/hider]