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CitrusArms
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The Otter
SilverSpring
Not a Sayan
LulunaReylan
Renn: 175
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Reylan quickly retreated from the center of the room as no one seemed even remotely interest in joining his enthusiasm proving that he had gotten way to carried away. To say it was soul-crushingly embarrassing was a pretty good assesment, but luckily no one really seemed to care about his colossal failure save Kaijin who at least acknowledge it. He had to give him that point but Reylan could get along with nearly everyone he met so he doubted he would even dislike any of them. Dub's plan was something to focus on besides his blunder and expand upon its premise. The scout group would need to enter every room first in order to utilize their speed, observe the targets, and then call in the cavalry. Reylan could even take a few shots with his passive skill which allowed him to maintain his mobility while still shooting essentially. Their primary job would still be to avoid taking any serious damage in any case.
Reylan was likely to have the most agility out of all of them considering he just spent most of his attribute points on it making the total a hefty 14 with his level up, which was vital to his goal of becoming a skirmishing archer in this game. Eventually he wanted to put points into the sword skill so he could have a close-quarters option that didn't cost arrows. The weapon he had in mind was the 'rapier' since its attack style would benefit more from his high agility though a short-sword was also an option. He didn't even want to begin thinking about what a good rapier would cost him, he barely had a comfortable amount of funds right now.
Slowly the group began to disperse and Reylan took note of Dub leaving to go do the Guard Duty job. It was tempting to join him since Reylan was quite the night owl but he wanted to browse the shops a little before they close shortly. He also wanted to learn more about his new friends if they were going to this dungeon together but he just couldn't find it in him to approach. Finally he decided to leave while he still had chance to explore the city. Briefly he felt inclined to invite Aura on his little adventure but wasn't sure if she wanted some time to herself. He waved goodbye to those who were left in the room and head out himself.
For a short moment he forgot that he was living in a virtual world as NPCs passed him by on the street almost indistinguishable from players if not for the names above their heads. He took some time to read the map in order to pick his first destination, a shop he hoped he would be able to purchase arrows. A small, brass bell chimed as the wooden door slide open and he strided in to the mostly empty shop. Despite being near to closing, the shopkeeper was surprisingly friendly with a light brown goatee that matched the parted hair on his head "Welcome, my boy! What can I interest you in? A new bow made from wood a thousand years old? Perhaps arrows with tips made from dragon teeth?" The range of his facial expressions astounded Reylan, he could sense the conviction the merchant had in selling his wares directed at him specifically. He didn't even need to ask how much those items he suggested were, they were waaayyy out of his price range "I will take a standard pack of arrows, that's all." Reylan approached the counter glancing at the items on display as he walked past.
There was no question anymore that the creator of this world had a god-complex as no sane person would take the time to make this all so...lifelike. This was not just some game...this was a whole world created by a ambitious man with sinister intentions. While he thought this, the merchant placed his arrows, ten in total, on the counter "There you go, son. Now how-" he stopped once he saw Reylan's eyes and his jaw dropped a bit "Those eyes, are you blind? How in Talrae can you be an archer?" He seemed more amazed than he was insulting, it was after something that Reylan had gotten many times from other people "It is just my natural-born eye color. I can see great distances with them, like an eagle." He smirked proudly placing the appropriate Renn on the counter. The merchant didn't seem to realize the second part was a lie "That sure is amazing, I don't think I've seen anything like them." he took the Renn and placed it in his strongbox. Reylan let out a light laugh "Neither have I. Pleasure doing business with you!" He said this while placing the arrows into his quiver and walking back out the door "Make sure you come back again, alright?" The merchant cheerfully boasted.
Reylan decided against visiting the blacksmith in exchange for buying some parchment, paint, a pencil, and a paintbrush at a craft store and went back to the grand courtyard where Morgoth first appeared and sat down in the spot where he was teleported and began to sketch. His fickle memory was good at recalling scenes and the game creator had certainly made a memorable one. This wasn't something he was going to sell to anyone, NPC or otherwise. The drawing slowly became more and more detailed until it was undeniable what it showed. It was all of standing together facing the demon overlord in his depiction of what the end would be.
Eventually Reylan would find his way back to the Inn after completing his drawing and headed straight to his room and fell onto the bed tossing his bow aside and sliding his quiver off. His mind and body needed to be rested for tomorrow's trials.