Leveling up as a Battle Mage
Finrod was just a young elf when the suns of Melos darkened and an evil entity appeared, bestowing a system upon its inhabitants. With it came hordes of creatures that were out for blood. It was either fight and level up or die, and Finrod is far from giving up. Equipping the Battle Mage class, he fights through hordes of gnarly creatures, hoping to survive the new apocalyptic landscape. [WSA 2024 Entry] Reviews, powerstones and engagements will be appreciated, thanks for reading.
The strange hut
"Grace be upon you"
"Grace be upon you." She returned. Usually, the entire phrase was 'The goddess's grace be upon you' as Finrod typically said amongst his elven brethren but with the goddess dead, he felt it was rather inappropriate to include her, she was no more and he had to move on so he omitted her.
"Oh, the Elf." She said casually and then turned back her attention to the hamsters, Finrod wore a wry smile, unexpected that he would lose her attention that fast.
"I think I need some of that healing power." He forced a smirk which honestly, didn't make him look the best and it was rather awkward.
"Ohh, I see you've leveled up as well. Where does it hurt?"
"Finrod." Finrod cut in.
"My name is Finrod and the pain is in my abdomen region."
She then slid to the side further and tapped the empty spot telling him to sit.