Items Galore

John sat on his bed next to Omorfia.

“What a day.”

Then he took a moment to reminisce.

“I still can’t believe she only gained one level.”

He sighed.

“I still have a lot to do. For now, I have to take a look at all my items.”

He was talking to himself, a habit he didn’t enjoy developing.

He pulled up his stat sheet and tapped “Inventory.” A new box popped up to the right of his stat sheet, with a 6x4 grid. 12 of them were full, which made sense since this was his inventory and he had 12 items. He tapped a grid box with a red gem in it.

Flame Temple Stone

Makes sense.

He tapped all the boxes, one by one, to look at all of his items.

Flame Temple Stone

Ocean Temple Stone

Cloak of the Slaughter

Spear of the Dryad

Vine Jaguar claw

Nymphic Jewel

Jar of Dryad sap(rot)

Dryad Vine(rot)

Dryad Ashes(rot)

50 Bush Rat teeth

50 Bush Rat leaf

25 Bush Rat leaf

Okay, how do I get them out?

“Oh! Oh! Aaah! Ooooh! Mmmmm…”

It was late evening, and a girl was furiously masturbating on a couch in a modest apartment. Her moans echoed through the home, but she didn’t care. She lived alone. Another orgasm rolled through her and she squirted onto the carpet, squealing in delight. She stopped her self-pleasure and tried to control her breathing.

What if I never see him again? I’ll never get to live out my fantasies with him. We’ll never fuck all night nonstop. He’ll never tie me up and ravage me. He’ll never bend me over the kitchen counter and take me. I’ll never look lovingly up into his eyes as I shove as much of his dick into my mouth as I can fit. We’ll never… We’ll never… be together.

This, of course, did not help her get her breathing under control. Rather, she started slightly hyperventilating. Her chest heaved as she fought to get appropriate amounts of oxygen into her lungs. Then she plunged her fingers into her pussy and drowned her sorrows in pleasure.

He tapped, tap and hold, tap and drag, double tap, triple tap. Nothing worked.

Come on, there has to be a way to get them out. Stop trolling me.

Exasperated, he started pacing his room. The boxes floated in front of him as he mulled over the possibilities. After a few minutes of this he stopped pacing and took a deep breath, resting his hand inside the pocket of his shorts.

I just want to see what the Cloak looks like.

He felt something touch his hand. Surprised, he jerked his hand out of his pocket, bringing with it a piece of black cloth.

No way. Seriously? Am I a magician now?

He heard a ding from right above him.

The Gamer

(Level 2 Magician)

He chuckled as he cast observe on the cloth.

Cloak of the Slaughter: Rare Item

A black cloak with red trim, enchanted to always fit the wearer perfectly. It is fastened in the front with a golden clasp in the shape of the Greek symbol Delta. Equipment.

With hood down:

+5 health per minute (Maximum 20 minutes per hour)

With hood up:

+5 mana per minute (Maximum 20 minutes per hour)

That is amazing.

He folded it up and put it on his desk, then put both his hands in his pockets.

The stones.

He pulled out sparkling gems, reflecting the light of the sun and throwing his room into a half-red-half-blue light show. The Flame Stone was warm to the touch, and a light flickered inside it. The Ocean stone was more complex. It was both warm and cold, with currents of warmth swirling around inside. It was a deep, dark blue, with no light at all. He placed them on his desk as well.

The jewel.

He pulled out an amethyst teardrop. He held it in his hands and observed it.

Nymphic Jewel: Uncommon Item

A purple gem that feeds on libidinous energy to grant the wearer greater magical power. Fatal if used by a human with a libido score of less than 100. Equipment.

-10% Libido

+5 mana per minute

+5% mana

Well shit. I can’t use that… But Omorfia can. I’m not sure if she would like her Libidinous energy to be fed off of though. She herself feeds on Libidinous energy. I’ll ask her when she wakes up.

John shook that thought out of his head and put the jewel next to the stones.

The claw.

Next, he pulled out an 8-inch long claw. Not surprisingly, it wasn’t a regular claw. It was made of red amber. He put it down next to the cloak.

The teeth.

He pulled out two handfuls of tiny green triangular thorns and put them next to the claw, uninterested in them for now.

The leaves.

Then he pulled out two handfuls of three pointed leaves and placed them next to the teeth.

I’ll look into that later. The sap.

He pulled out a small jar of sickly green liquid and set it on the desk next to the leaves. The desk was starting to get cluttered.

The vine.

He pulled out a eight foot length of vine from his pocket, looking like a clown pulling out a rope of handkerchiefs.

This is ridiculous. Ashes.

He coiled the vine and put it on the last empty space on his desk as he reached into his pocket one last time. His hand brought out a small vial of ashes, which he put on his desk. Then, he observed the items he hadn’t observed yet.

Dryad Ashes(rot): uncommon item

Obtained only by burning a Dryad infected by rot to ****. Can be easily manipulated by mana to form a red gem. Crafting ingredient.

Dryad Vine(rot): common item

Obtained by defeating a Dryad infected by rot. Exceptionally strong material for rope or cloth. Crafting ingredient.

Jar of Dryad Sap(rot): common item

Obtained either by dealing peaceably with a Dryad infected by rot or by defeating one. Poisonous to any creature incapable of photosynthesis. Crafting ingredient.

Bush Rat Teeth: common item

Obtained by defeating a bush rat. Very sharp, but also very small. Crafting ingredient.

Bush Rat Leaves: very common item

Obtained either by defeating a bush rat or invading their nest and collecting samples. Many herbal uses. Crafting ingredient.

John nodded in satisfaction as he read through all the new information.

Now… the… Spear?

John apprehensively reached into his pocket, well aware of how badly this could turn out for him. He grabbed the haft of the spear and pulled slowly and carefully. It eased out of his pocket with little difficulty, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Spear of the Dryad: Uncommon Item

Obtained by either dealing peaceably with a Dryad or defeating one. The shaft is made of Steelwood, and the spearhead is made of green amber. It is enchanted to be resistant to fire damage. Weapon.

20 damage against enemies stronger than you

30 damage against enemies of similar strength to you

40 damage against enemies weaker than you

John nodded in satisfaction with a smile on his face.

This is great. And it’s only ten at night. Maybe I can finally see what buffs sleeping will get me.

He looked at his bed, where Omorfia lay still ****.

No. I have to free her.