[SP-F2] Worn Out Welcome

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Dervish had recently, very recently in fact recieved his uncommon sword from the litle girl SAI and began making his way back down to the Old Blacksmith Griswold to finally attempt that quest. Upon arrival he was greeted with the same dialogue as last time.

“Yeah, and whadd’ya want stranger, I be Griswold. You look like a sorry state, HAHAHA, tell ya what, I can talk to me wife Hanna and craft ye some armour, free o’ charge!†At last this seemed like Dervish had a chance at getting his armour he needed to start, though so far no shield was in sight sadly. “BUT! You’ll need to git the materials for it yerself.†This didn’t sound like a huge but before, however since he knew what was coming he took a quick step back and a deep breath before moving on with the conversation “Ah, y’wanna stand there and take the beatin huh? Well, you’ll need to get dragon bones from the second floor dragon’s cave!â€. 

There was the quote Dervish had awaited for since he began this little escapade and he took it in his stride. Touching the accept button and turning about very quickly indeed to head off for his new armour. Oddly enough forgetting that he was now Level 4.

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Following on from this he made his way to the teleporter, looking around he saw other players going about their lives on the first floor and simply looked at them as NPCs for some reason, he shook his head. He was after power to help these people. Not look down on them like ants to be crushed under his boot. Moving on he got to the teleporter and began to look around again, as he thought, the town of beginnings was not a place for the higher levels usually, any that were down here were probably just staying for a while before heading back up to the upper levels where they came from. 

 

Dervish looked to his map and took it to level 2, which upon quick examination it as smaller than level 4 but much bigger than the starting town of beginnings. This resulted in him growing more and more awed by this game, hoping that after this death game was all over he could play this again, without the threat of death being a thing that is. Since the game was so new and so interesting a concept as a VR game, he loved it and despite the death game that everyone was fighting to escape from, he was trying his best to enjoy himself.

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Then Dervish realised that he hadn't actually teleported yet and quickly said "Teleport! Floor 2: Urbus" to which he became a stream of pixels flying straight to the next floor up. Again this tingly sensation was felt, and maybe it was the feeling of being temporarily disembodied and then put back that made him feel weird each time he did it, not violated or wrong, just weird. 

Looking around this floor he could see that not much had changed from the first floor, indeed he could move around and fight just like the boars on level 1 could but in the end he just ended up boring himself trying to do that, this way at least he could fight without a real risk of dying right away. The first quest he did he hoped to avoid fighting however it seemed that he ended up fighting more than he reasonably should've first time too. 

That near death experience so early on showev him how necessary it was for him to try and get more powerful and thrive in this place, and as a result he was doing this, because anywhere is a start in reality. And killing dragonlings for their hides and scales was a good start.

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Dervish got to the foot of the mountain and looked up at all of the mountains that were there, while it made sense that flying creatures wanted to live in caves at high altitudes it proved to be a common occurrence with Dervish's quests as of late. Granted he'd only done one other one so far but he was somewhat sick of all the hiking he had to do. Nevertheless he began his slow climb up towards the summit of the mountain, which in reality could have been considered a large hill. But Dervish had almost had it with mountains and was complaining like he was 5 years old anyways mentally.

After about twenty minutes he looks around and discovered that he was around halfway there, this however was not true, he was halfway up the mountain, he was spiralling around it so it would take him a relatively long time to reach the top in order to fight the dragons, he wasn't even sure if he would be fighting a huge dragon or if there were several hatchlings to fight. But regardless he sat down and took a small break to admire the computer generated view, generated by the altitude.

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Approaching the top of the mountain, Dervish decided a good idea would be to scout the inside of the cave since he was not sure what he as dealing with. Approaching the dragon's cave he poked his head inside a little and let his eyes adjust to the darkness. In here and the darkness he could eventually see what he was meant to be fighting. Small scrawny winged lizards by the look of it Dervish was a lucky guy because he had to kill these things and that was it?! Awesome!!!

 

With that he turned about and began walking into the cave where one of the dragons were, the small dragon looked up at him with a pair of beady reptilian eyes and opened its mouth. Dervish didn't expect the next part of the adventure. A small fireball was launched from the dragon's mouth and this was followed by Dervish screaming and running out of the cave with a "No no no no no no no no no" and he turned the corner to use it as cover. 

 

He did remember something though. This was the second floor! He didn't need to particularly worry about the damage output of these small dragons. So he stood up, turned about and started to wander back into the cave, only wishing that he had a shield to make use of.

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He wandered into the cave, this time more ready than he was before. His sword drawn and ready for battle. He charged into the cave and went straight for the first dragon he saw.

 

<Dragon Whelp> 10/10

<Dervish> 13/13

 

ID: 15145 Hit:1 Mob: 2 all misses

 

After some time of the little whelp juking and jiving around his swings, the whelp fired at Dervish with a little fireball. Or what seemed like attempting to since it seemed to get caught in his throat and it spat out a small lump of coal. Dervish found this odd and silly, instantly beginning to laugh at this little whelp. Almost completely forgetting the whelp was hostile and he was trying to kill it. The small thing kept hacking up these lumps of coal like a cat hacks up hairballs and he was filling the cave with howls of his laughter.

 

This lasted around thirty seconds and Dervish had already sauntered over to pick up his sword that he dropped previously. Before  long however the small dragon whelp recovered and launched another fireball at him which missed awfully but meant that Dervish  was ready to fight again and stood ready to swing once more.