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.
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"To choke in a dream; to die. By the goddess, what does this mean?" he muttered to himself in the darkness.
Deciding to get up after contemplating between going back to sleep or going out. Going back to sleep would be rather tough as he felt fully rested and he couldn't rely on his idle weak mind not to be invaded by worries of the dream he just had.
As he pushed through the front door, the graimpuf picked up the sound of the creak and raised up her head, then she barked lightly.
"Shuush" Finrod hushed the beast, putting up a finger against his lips.
He got outside and spotted the moons , they as well were robbed of their light and beauty. Finrod sighed and then walked forward, he had no destination in mind, all his mind wanted him to do was to move and do something.
He took note of the giant tree that he had fallen from upon getting to the village.