Another history lesson

I wake as I feel a body moving next to me.

“Wow,” Seline whispers as she begins to wake. “I just had the wildest dream. Guess that’s why it’s called mind blowing sex. A guy and girl, looked to be mid twenties humans, were staring at a box and the box had a picture on it. But the picture was moving. They both had blond hair but hers was closer to white. The picture on the box was us fucking last night. They turned to me, I couldn’t make out their faces but the girl, she kissed me on the forehead and told me to just… enjoy the ride. They both looked at the box as we came and started laughing. I’m pretty sure she meant this.” Her hand starts caressing my cock.

I sit up, shaking off the sleep, look up at the sky, mutter “Not bad for my first day, eh?”, and take in our surroundings. A clearing less that twenty feet from the road in mid morning light, buck naked, still covered in last nights escapades. “We should probably get moving. Maybe get cleaned up first?” I open my tab to Magic, tap Spell List, and scroll down, “Ah, here we are. Clean!” The film of dried sex vanishes and even the grass stain on my ass disappears. I grill the last of the boar meat as we get dressed and we walk back to the road. “So whose lands are we in now?”

“We’re in the Kingdom of Heinekovia. ” She says with overdramatized flourish.

“You don't sound all that thrilled.”

“Most of the races get along well enough with each other, the Dwarves mostly keep to themselves, the Elves think they’re better than everyone and constantly try to remind us, and the Demi-humans just want to make it through the season. But Humans? Humans have this fucking OBSESSION with being the best, being the strongest, the greatest, the most EVERYTHING! And usually it’s by reminding you how shitty you are. That’s how I wound up with Orion and his bunch.” she sighs, “The town up ahead, if we walk at a decent pace, we can hit it a little after dark, by the way, is a podunk Waystop town, I can’t even remember the name, I was looking for work, anything, really, barmaid, farmhand, hells, I would have mucked stables if they paid me. But no, fucking humans! We don’t want to be SHORT staffed,” she says in a mocking voice, “like I haven’t heard that a hundred times! Orion says he’s looking for a scout and that’s how I got that job. I was with him for a couple of months. The pay sucked, and we were often hungry, but we didn’t starve.”

“What’s a Waystop town?”

“A horse can go about 50 miles in a day, so they built inns as stopping places. Sometimes people will try to settle the land around it and if they do well enough they grow into Waystop towns. Every few hundred miles especially near open lands or a body of water, you have a proper village or city and if you keep to this road and go north you’ll eventually hit the capital city of Corona.”

“And monsters, where do they live?”

She waved her hand, “They live mostly in the forests in between. Why? Hungry already?”

“No, but I was thinking that if we need money, meat or foraging would work in a pinch. Let me see your bow. Hmm,” I mutter, examining the weapon, “this string looks like it’s about snap and the wood has splinters. Don’t you take care of it?”

“Like I said our “leader” didn’t exactly believe in maintaining our equipment.”

“Right, sorry. Hang on a second. Let me try something. Crafting:Mend!” A faint glow surrounds the bow and I hand it back to her.

“Holy shit! This thing is like brand new!”

“It gets better.” I say, walking over to a tree and breaking off a large branch. “Crafting: Craft Arrows!” Another glow on mana and I’m holding a bundle of arrows. “If I had more ingredients I could make real ones. These are basically just shootable skewers. Hold on, let me try something else. Enchanting:Targeting! There, now they should hopefully be as accurate as normal arrows. Let’s see if we can find something for you to test them on. Search:Animals!” I close my eyes and my senses drift out in a wave. “There’s a bunch of rabbits about a hundred feet that way.” I point to the forest.

We creep as quietly as possible through the woods and spot thee large rabbits with horns on their heads. I whisper “Observe” and see Horned Rabbit: known to attack in groups, their meat is a common staple. I nod to Selina, who knocks an arrow. The first rabbit is hit but the other two charge us. They move faster than I expected and one stabs me in the arm with its horn. “Fuck! Lightning: Level one!” A blot of electrical energy shoots from my fingers hitting one of the rabbits on the horn but this only seems to piss it off.

“They’re immune to electric attacks, duh!”

Distracted by the scolding I take another hit. “FUCK THIS! TWIN FIREBOLTS: LEVEL FIVE!” Two massive lines of fire erupt from my hand and hit the rabbits, leaving nothing but ashes. I stand there panting. “Could it be that I took things a little too far?”

“Yeah,” she cocks an eyebrow at me, “a little more than a little, I’d say. I don’t think we’ll find anything for at least a mile now. We should probably get back to the road and book it for the village.”

I cast Heal on my arm and put my hand over the rabbit. “Butcher”. I put the loot, a Rabbit Horn, a Rabbit Hide and 5 pounds of Rabbit Meat, in my Item Box. Do you need healing?

She shakes her head and we head back to the road. As we walk, I check my inventory: Boar Hide, 3 pounds Boar meat, Rabbit Horn, Rabbit hide and Rabbit meat as well as a dozen Travelers Apples. She fills me in on day to day operations, Dungeon raids, regional disputes, she explains how the inn owner is viewed as the de facto authority and as night fully sets we can make out the lights of the village.