they only discussed about their credits they can get from enlisting. and then it jumped to they had a goal now.
And so just like that a whole week was gone and the day had finally come for them to enlist in the Eldoris royal army. Damian and Sam prepared themselves for the selection trial of the first ranker training camp and walked out of the main city gate. They had been here few days before too but now it looked completely unrecognizable. Big camps were prepared here and there, a wide parameter was set all around the camp made of wood and vines on the white snow covered land and many smaller camps and other necessary temporary establishments were built and ready to use inside it. There was also some use of the infamous wood style and some of the abandoned empty buildings which were here before were transformed into main offices and storage rooms and other important places. Some new wooden buildings were also created. If Damian knew this was going on here for the past week he would have come here to steal their wood style way earlier. Well it wasn't too late, sooner or later they will need new buildings or some structural changes, he would have plenty of chances to steal at those moments.
The Runic Alchemist
Fantasy · GlaringError
interesting. first time an elephant as a familiar.... lol
reading this gives the feel like a boss fight in a video game.
that is provided that author create the world setting clearly and carefully. it's a mix and matches strange world. even paper only become common only 200y ago on earth.
Before getting a room Damian asked the tavern lady who was serving him for the place where passenger wagons were parked and walked in that direction. He found one wagon out of three parked there going to Faerunia. They were scheduled for first light tomorrow morning. Damian confirmed his seat and walked back to the inn and booked a room. Buying some more papers from the general store Damian worked for an hour or two making the runic circles on them of the new spells that he learned.
The Runic Alchemist
Fantasy · GlaringError
expressed awkwardly. seems like a translation from other language.
When Damian reached the mountain cave entrance, he saw the river cutting through it, flowing relentlessly. A wooden structure covered about one-third of the river's top as it flowed out of the cave, but most of it was open. Over a hundred monster corpses lay scattered along the banks. Beastmen, captains, and numerous soldiers were positioned on both sides of the river, weapons drawn.
The Runic Alchemist
Fantasy · GlaringError
this part of the chapter was awkwardly expressed.
Damian nodded and walked with them back to his camp. He was glad to see that nearly all of the first rankers had returned, busy cleaning themselves. Some were down by the river in the distance. Of course, no one had enough mana to stay out there long without a healer or proper planning.
The Runic Alchemist
Fantasy · GlaringError
why was he locked up. because of the aspect? or his madness? or anvil just want to lock him up.
He must have dreamed of his revenge for a long, long time… for many long years, locked in a dark room in the Night Temple, waiting and dreaming of visiting death and ruin upon those who had locked him there. His family.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree
why do I keep getting the vibe of a crazy magician? or a mad scientist ever ready to do some strange experiments.
They passed through the forest and entered the valley. Damian was relieved to sense nothing noteworthy except for some small animals here and there. He had hoped to capture a few to try out his mimicry spell, though it was not an appropriate time. He had already used it on various creatures during their journey, but none had provided anything useful.
The Runic Alchemist
Fantasy · GlaringError
he needs a photo copying machine
Damian spent half the night copying and pasting the same runic circle repeatedly. The spell was a demanding one and required at least three parchments sewn together. He had help from Tristan's household maids and soldiers, who sewed the parchments for him so he could continue drawing without pause. He wasn't getting paid enough for this shit.
The Runic Alchemist
Fantasy · GlaringError
think it's too cheap. should be 300-400 to show the different on power and the mundane.
As the box was opened, soldiers dragged the white tiger bound in chains all over, out. Kazak was hunched over, breathing slowly, barely conscious. Damian spared him a glance, then took one of the large mana stones in his hand. The stone was bigger than a beer bottle, with an irregular shape. Given its rarity, a light mana stone of this size would typically sell for 30-40 gold coins. Although few used raw mana stones, certain runic items did and enchanters had ways to extract mana or plain make use of the stone, making such stones highly prized. Since the bigger the stone, the more powerful the runic tool could be.
The Runic Alchemist
Fantasy · GlaringError