Chapter 22 - Uncommon
I woke with a start. I shot up out of bed and surveyed my surroundings. Wait, bed? The last thing I remembered was cutting the boar's leg off, how did I end up in my bed?
My armor was gone and all I was wearing were my underclothes that had seen better days. They were sweat-stained and dirty, with holes and tears all over them. I bought a second pair of clothes so I could alternate days while washing them but wear and tear had its way with these.
I didn't want to spend the points to get new ones and I would wait until these were falling off until I replaced them. The increased frequency of battles lately didn't help matters but oh well, it's worth it.
It took a few moments but I calmed down from waking up not where I remembered being and checked myself over for injuries. I took quite a few during the battle and if I left them be I would be in trouble.
Looking myself over I saw that everything was healed up nicely and only faint white scars were left. Abigail must have healed me. There was no way my body would have healed that fast. My increased vitality made healing much quicker but there was no way that it was that fast, the only way it could have healed naturally was if a few days had passed. I checked the timer until the end of the tutorial to check how much time had passed and was relieved to know it had only been a few hours.
My body was stiff and reluctant to move but I rolled out of bed regardless. My axe and shield were at the foot of the bed and I picked them up to inspect them. They were similar to my armor in that they needed some love and care. My axe was not as sharp after chopping all that wood and swinging it against hard-packed earth didn't help matters.
It had chips in burrs running the length of the edge and I didn't think it could cut through much of anything. There was nothing I could do about it though and I would have to work with what I had. Buying new gear was expensive and to replace my axe would be around 100 points which I didn't want to spend.
I was so close to getting a skill with the points I saved up and I wasn't going to blow them on a new axe just yet. So what if it was a little blunt, it would still get the job done.
The shield was in a similar state from all the attacks I had blocked with it. Before I was as good at deflecting attacks as I was now there were a few that it took head-on. Some of the wood was chipped and the metal embossment in the center was dented.
It would last longer than my axe would but not much longer after that. We needed a blacksmith or something to do some much-needed repairs on our gear. Plus it would make it last longer if it was regularly serviced.
Blacksmithing is something I could do. I wasn't inclined to sit over a cauldron for hours at a time brewing potions and I didn't want to be a carpenter, I'd leave that to the others. Enchanting was what I really wanted but Blacksmithing and Enchanting kind of went hand in hand. I wonder if I could do both.
There had to be a way to combine professions like there was a way to combine classes. Alchemist and Gardener had to have some overlap where you could do both, the same with Tailor and Leatherworker.
