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THE GAME OF DIVINITY
CHAPTER 22: Hobbit
After the events in Dol Guldur I slept for 10 days straight in order to recover from my exhaustion. I had been transferred to Lothlorien where healers watched over me night and day.
After waking up from my slumber, I was congratulated and profusely thanked by Galadriel from my leading part into grievously wounding Sauron and bringing back light and beauty into a place that was thought forever lost to darkness. As a gift for my deeds, I was given the tower of Orthanc and Isengard to keep as my own which was all kinds of cool but I wanted to study elven enchantment first before I could relax in my new fancy tower until the quest for Erebor.
My studies begun in Rivendell two weeks after my awakening. Unlike the dwarves that put me immediately into physical work, the elves assigned me to learn the theory behind their magic through relevant books inside Elrond's massive library.
From what I figured out, their particular brand of magic worked through understanding of the concept you wanted to put into your enchantment and then you used your voice as a medium to coax or request for lack of better word the 'consciousness of the world' into materializing your desire into the object you wished to empower.
It was a direct opposite of the magus magic in the nasuverse in a sense. Here the more humanity or better yet, the sentient races decoded the mysteries of the world, then the 'world conscience' was able to better apply and empower the more esoteric and complicated enchantments into their spells, while in nasuverse, the magic lost potency and 'weight' the more humanity learned and 'True Magics' disappeared.
Of course you couldn't exactly piggyback on the 'world' to get you through with your magic because no matter how much knowledge it had accumulated, if the caster lacked understanding then the results were subpar and temporary at best, disastrous at worst.
This was the main reason why most of the great magicks of the world had been lost. After the Fall of Gondolin and the great drowning, most of the knowledge and great practitioners had been lost and as a result the art had regressed.
Thankfully, while I wouldn't be able to progress my craft by too many levels right now, when I returned to my original world where science is centuries ahead, I would be able to create wonders with it. I also made sure to advance my INT as much as possible because the better my information processing, the faster I could learn and really start building.
It took me 2 years to memorize everything than I needed in order to be deemed ready to graduate the theoretical part. After that, I was trained into blacksmithing and was taught special techniques and practices to purify and harden metals to give them greater durability. These secrets allowed the elves to create weapons out of softer metals (mostly silver) without being inferior to iron weapons all the while keeping the purifying properties of silver intact.
+15 INT
Expert Blacksmithing (Lv25-Lv30): MAX- This skill can be UPGRADED.
I had to spend another 5 years to max my blacksmithing skill and master the hardening technique to the fullest. The combination of herbs and ores needed to be mixed into the main metal to do so as well as the timing was extremely demanding in its precision and depending on what you wanted to build and the effects on the object, you had to use different combinations and ratios. All in all, a pain in the ass.
The basics mastered, I was now put to work in order to master enchanting. Let me tell you, an elven forge was completely different than a dwarven one. Where with the dwarves the sound of hammer strikes echoed all around in a rhythmic tone, here these sounds where shrouded by the beautiful singing of the crafters. Magic was suffusing every nook and cranny of the place and my magical senses where drowning in a good way from the concentration of the light energies within.
I toiled with the elves for 50 long years. By the beginning of the year 1910 of the third age I had learned everything they could teach me when it came to enchantments and I even managed to coax the knowledge on how to work on mithril out of them.
As a graduating challenge I finally managed to create a staff using all of my accumulated skill. In addition, on my free time I would train with my available magics in order to level them up as far as I could and because I had taken some tips from Elrond who was an elder being of Light and a Child of the Great Song, I could easily upgrade them as well. Lastly I used some of my free status points to make my LUC reach 50 in order to get the extra perk.
+2 STR
+20 INT
+15 WIS
+10 VIT
+10 DEX
+5 LUC
Hammer Mastery (MAX): Your ability to use hammers. +60% dmg and 15% armor penetration when using hammers. This skill can be UPGRADED.
Greater Enchanting(Lv5): The craft that allows you to empower objects or buildings with extra abilities or characteristics through the use of your magic, either through your voice, runes or some other type of medium. True Masters of the skill are capable of creating wonders that even the Gods would envy and desire.
Greater Lumiomancy (Lv1-25): Your ability to control light(-56MP to all light based spells). Cost 2MP
Meira ljós (Lv1-Lv25): A light type spell that imbues weapons and projectiles like arrows or bullets or even your body with light causing them to deal extra light damage. + 1300 dmg, Cost: 340(284) MP/ min. Special: When used against dark aligned creatures or beings then there is a +200% damage dealt. Its upgraded form allows the user to extend the range of their weapon when used on melee weapons and multiplying the number of projectiles fired when used on a ranged weapon. Melee: +3,4cm, Ranged: +25 additional light construct projectiles.
Greater Illumination (Lv1): A light type spells that causes an explosion of light around the user, dealing damage to all enemies touched by it and weakens all dark magic in the affected area for the next 8 hours. DMG 3000, Radius: 25 meters, Cost 2000(1944) MP.
Aegis of Light (Lv1): A light type spell that creates a omni-directional curved light construct in the shape of a sphere that protects the user against magical attacks and it is capable of negating a certain amount of dark magic or spells that is fired upon it. Cost: 750 (494) MP, Durability: 4000 DMG, Dark Magic Negation: 2500 DMG.
Healing Song (Lv3): Your song is capable of healing most of the wounds and weariness of the ones who hear it. It doesn't work on beings of darkness and evil or those you designate as enemies. Cost 438 MP/min, +190 HP/min to allies ), 19% chance of curing curses and illnesses.
Song of Ethereal Light (Lv2): When you are singing using this skill, all creatures of light get empowered by it and you can even chase away the darkness and despair. Cost 600MP/min, + 36 to all physical stats of non darkness aligned allies, DMG +320 to all beings of darkness and evil, 24,6% chance to cause debilitating migraines to your enemies.
New Perk: Deadly Luck: Whenever you fight against an opponent that is either a higher level than you or he has on average higher stats then you, you gain +40% of critical strike anytime you strike him both physically or with magic and your critical hits cause +100% DMG.
Ruindol
+100 DMG
+ 100% DMG when casting spells
+150% DMG when casting light aligned spells
+300% DMG when casting fire aligned spells
Special: Runic Empowerment: Through the use of runes carved on it, the blade is now more powerful and can now be used only by its rightful owner and her descendants.
Special: Elven: The staff is indestructible against anything below the power of a God. Its method of creation had also made it capable of harming all creatures of darkness and evil and when they are near, it shines with a crimson ethereal flame warning its wielder of imminent danger.
Info: Ruindol or Fiery Red Head in common, is a staff made by the Maiar Celephindis.
I had made it using the special enchanted silver of the elves. The handle was decorated with beautiful carvings of vines while on the top there was perfect sphere made out of the red Star Jewel I had been gifted decades ago in Lothlorien.
When I held it in my hands, I could feel it practically thrumming with suppressed power. It was this day that Elrond seeing my creation that he gave me officially the title of Celephindis the Red. Happy with my achievement, I departed from Rivendell after saying my goodbyes to Arwen promising to write as often as I could and thanking Elrond for his hospitality, I headed towards Isengard in order to make shop there.
The tower inside was dreary as fuck. Saruman truly dropped the ball when it came to interior decoration, though admittedly his library while way smaller than Elrond's, was full of books filled with obscure knowledge that I doubt the elves or anyone sane really would want to use some of the rituals or spells inside.
In one of those books I found the secret passages and rooms of the tower and after some inspection I discovered a cavern in the bowels that is the future would have probably been used to spawn those super-soldier Orcs as well as forging weapons for them.
Happy that a rudimentary forge had already been created, I got to work and upgraded it as much as I could only with a couple of weeks of work, both by using me light magic to carve the place into a better shape and also through runes to make it more accommodating and to improve my tools and furnace to maximum potential.
The next twenty years passed by in relative peace with the occasional Orc hunting or healing expedition to break the monotony from my blacksmithing research. Having the capacity to live forever had made me regard the years as if they were hours and I could in hindsight understand why Gods seemed so forgetful of their children if the passing of twenty years feels more like a long day to me than the lifetime it is to mortals. Perspective is a great and terrible thing.
The only thing I had managed to improve in these decades aside from my crafting skill were my sword and spear skills and I also focused on my stats as much as I could in my free time, though they were a bitch and a half to gain even a single level.
+7 STR
+12 VIT, DEX
+18 INT
+10 WIS
Sword Paragon(Lv1-Lv2): Your ability to use a sword without chopping your own hand. +50% dmg and 23% attack speed when wielding a sword.
Spear Paragon(Lv2-Lv3): Your ability to use a spear in battle without poking your eye out. +55% dmg with and +24% attack speed when wielding spears.
Expert Blacksmithing (Lv25-Lv30-MAX): With this skill you have reached the greatest heights of the mortal non-magical aspects of the noble art of the hammer and anvil. You are capable of molding metals in any shape or form you desire through your work and creating wonders that can compete with the greatest mortal practitioners of the art. True Masters of the skill are able to create wonders that even Gods gaze upon with awe. This skill can be UPGRADED.
2933 T.A. - Tower of Orthanc - Isengard
*CLANG*
*CLANG*
The sound of hammer and anvil was heard from within my personal forge as I created a spearhead out of elven silver.
Putting it inside of purified water and waiting until it cooled I dropped on a table and started carving runes on it as I chanted a song of light into the metal and after I was done, I dropped my finished product together with another thirteen spearheads of the same quality and enchantment.
These weapons were part of the preparations for one of my most harebrained ideas in order to stave off my boredom. I snickered a bit to myself as I was imagining Gandalf's horrified and exasperated look at what I was about to do.
Taking a bath to remove all the sweat and grime from my body I put on my fully red tunic and breaches and on top of it my newly upgraded blood red Vanir armor (you gotta go with the theme).
Sheathing my sword and bow to my back ala witcher and putting my newly finished spearheads inside a space expanded pouch, I picked up my staff and headed towards Lothlorien.
I wanted to fly but my staff, unlike the rest of my belongings wouldn't stick to me if I transformed so on foot I went (not that I was in a hurry or anything, I still had a little less than a decade until it was time to do some winged lizard extermination) but just as I was about to reach the tree line of the forest of Lothlorien, I turned left and went in front of a giant open gate that led inside the Misty Mountains, known as Mirrormere.
Getting inside I spiked in a circle 6 of my 14 spearheads to the ground and after exiting I was prepared to traverse the whole mountain in order to reach the other side when like a lightbulb a genius idea came to me and I wanted to repeatedly smack my head on the stone because I hadn't thought of it sooner.
Left eye twitching a bit, I dropped my staff to the ground and after transforming into an eagle, I picked the bloody thing with my talons and flew to the Gate of Moria.
Waiting for the night to come in order for the moon runes to become visible, I occupied myself by throwing rocks inside the lake and lo and behold, the moment the last rays of sunlight disappeared my tentacle hentai rape senses started tingling in alarm and I send a magical nuke of light from my staff into the lake, wounding the beast gravely. A few light imbued arrows later and I sent it to sleep with the fishes (huehuehuehuehue yes pun fully intended and I am not ashamed at all.)
Looking at the moonlight gate and making a mental note to search Sauman's collection about the way of creation of these gates because they were the coolest thing ever, I read the inscription.
"Ennyn Durin Aran Moria. Pedo Mellon a Minno. Im Narvi hain echant. Celebrimbor o Eregion teithant i thiw hin."
"The Doors of Durin, Lord of Moria. Speak, friend, and enter. I, Narvi, made them. Celebrimbor of Hollin drew these signs."
Letting out a giggle in a very fangirlish way at being able to do something every Tolkien fan wanted to do but never could I uttered "Mellon" in glee and pushed the doors open. Since the expedition of the retaking of Kaz-a-dum is not destined to occur until decades in the future, the place was slightly cleaner and without the desiccated corpses of dozens of dwarves littering the ground.
Using my uber flashlight spell to light the way, after using another six of my spearheads to create a circle in front of the entrance I trekked cheerily through the ruins. It took me about 1 and half days by my internal clock to reach that sunlit room without the grave thankfully (and if I have say about it, then Balin will never have the fate he originally had here) and from there it was another hour of fast paced walking until I reached a huge area filled with pillars that looked like fucking towers. It was one thing to watch this place through the movie screen and a completely different thing to experience it for real.
Unfortunately I hadn't come here for sightseeing so I quickly got to work. Using chalk, I inscribed a big runic circle and imbedded my last two spearheads inside it. One towards the direction of the Gate of Moria and the other towards Mirrormere.
Talking a deep breath to psych myself up, I stood in the middle of the runic circle and using both my hands to hold my staff in front of me I poured about 40.000 mana and cast Greater illumination shouting " YOU SHALL NOOOT PAAAAASSSS!".
Yes I know I was alone at that moment and there were no bridges or gates in sight but I just couldn't let go such a prime chance to satisfy my inner otak- fantasy genre enthusiast.
The Runic circle absorbed my spell and lit up like a Christmas tree. It released a pulse of a great purifying light that encompassed every nook and cranny of the ancient dwarf kingdom from gate to gate and to its deepest reaches and when the light touched my other two anchors it was absorbed there and repeated the spell again and again for seven times until all my spearheads had burned out into inertness.
The screams of thousands of Orcs disintegrating from the spells power brought a vicious self-satisfied smile on my lips at a work well done, but it was not time for celebration yet, because there was one last obstacle before Durin's home became pest free.
Sitting down in a lotus position with my staff on my lap I started meditating in order to rest and preserve my strength for the fight ahead.
It was a few minutes later that I could feel the monster lumbering my way. Its feet caused great booming with every step and I could practically feel a shadowy and suffocating presence trying to smother me and make me bow down and submit. Unfortunately for the demon, my inner natural stubbornness and Gamer's Mind were more than capable of negating its aura.
As it approached slowly and confidently, I could make out more and more of its appearance. It was 10 feet tall in a humanoid slightly hunched body that was completely black. It was engulfed in orange and red flames that reeked of sulfur and he had a fiery whip and sword on its left and right hand respectively. Its head was decorated with 2 big black horns and its mouth was glowing with an inner flame. On its back there were two draconic wings that thankfully wouldn't be able to use considering we were underground. It was also wounded. I could see cracks around its body and flaming pieces of its flesh falling to the ground. It seems my ritual while not fatal, left it with a very nice present. Good.
"Gurz kul mubi lat maiar. Latob dush kul nar fukisham thluk."It bellowed with arrogance.
My reply was to blast the fucker with a Great Illumination. After all according to the Ares cabin, when in doubt, go with the nuclear option.
The wall of attacking light slammed the beast like a freight train, knocking it down on its back. I immediately run and leaped on top of its leg and trekked all the way to its torso. I was about to plunge Glamdring in its heart but one of its wings folded inwards and slammed me away from it as I crushed on one of the pillars and sending my staff flying away.
As it stumbled to its feet, it used my disorientation to make a thrust at me with its sword but a hasty Aegis of Light gave me enough time to roll to the right before it broke and the sword ripped through the building wide column like it was made of paper and started melting the stone instantly.
'Note to shelf, don't let that thing touch you' I thought with a shudder at the close call.
"GRAAAAAAAAAH" roared the demon at his failure in killing me and he swung his whip but it got caught around one of the pillars causing me to smirk. I didn't choose to wait in this place because I liked the view.
Seeing my chance I leapt once into the fray, singing a song of light to inflict some more damage and boost myself a bit more together with Mortal Combat and Rage Booster,
STR: 347
VIT: 221
DEX: 251(265)
I rolled beneath its feet and hacked at his legs making the Balrog cry in pain. What I didn't expect was for it to explode in flames that threw me away with bone shattering force but my problems didn't end there. I could feel myself for the first time in this life burning. The cursed flames ate through my clothes and started burning my skin as I screamed in pain.
Instinctively I used my light magic to coat my body in an aura of light that extinguished away the demonic fire but it didn't take away the pain. Giving a cursory glance to my body I could see the many hideous burn wounds from the top of my feet all the way to my face considering the pain I felt.
New Perk: Cursed Scars: Due to getting burned by demonic flames, your body has gained hideous scars that will cause you pain every time you are near a demonic presence. - 60 CHA.
I sang Healing Song in order to return to fighting condition but I knew that flames like those didn't heal easily but this was a problem for future me. Right now I had a monster to kill.
Speaking of it, Mr. Balrog was on his knees trying to get on its feet but my little sword work on his legs prevented him from doing so.
Happy at getting a break finally, I transformed into my eagle form and flew above him. Turing back to my human form, I imbued my sword with as much magic as I could spare and plunged on top of his head with a battlecry of "FLY YOU FOOL!". Just because I could.
*SQUELCH*
My little stunt proved fruitious because I pierced my way through its skull on top of his head and out of his mouth. Never living anything to fate, I cast a great illumination through my blade making its mouth and eyes shine with white light like a discoball and giving it the final blow causing its fire to become extinguished and crushing face first to the ground.
Giving a sigh of relief, I pulled my sword out of the dead fuckers skull and walking along its spine I used my blade to curve out through its flesh in order to reach the heart. A few minutes of great stink and black blood everywhere I had finally in my hands a black heart as big as a football pulsing with an inner crimson light.
According to Saruman's book, it also serves as a repository for its immortal soul. Balrogs after all were Maiar that where corrupted by Morgoth and became demonic gods. Putting it inside my space expanded pouch for safe keeping, I stumbled towards my staff. I transformed into my eagle form and flew out of Mirrormere heading to my tower post haste. I heard an alert from the game but I was in too much pain to pay notice to it right now.
Once there, I quickly found my notes on a healing ritual I had created using both Norse and elven runes. Discarding my spoil from the fight, I put my notes and sword into the pouch and once more cast Healing Song to mitigate some of the pain. Pulling a robe on myself to preserve my modesty, I flew through a window and went to Rivendell as fast as my wings could carry me.
The pain while I traveled was excruciating but I gritted my teeth (beak?) and managed to reach my destination. By the time I arrived to Imladris it was well into the night and I made a mental note to apologize later but for now I had need of some expert healing so with cry I crushed through a window and into Arwen's room causing her to wake up with a startle and scream in fright.
Quickly transforming back into my human form I made to greet her but she was faster.
"You idiot, you almost scared me to death. What were you thinking? Are you out of your mind?" she started screaming some more and the angry look she was giving me was all kinds of hot but I didn't have time for this right now.
"… Infection… Cursed… Healing… Ritual… Pouch…. Athelas….Burns" I tried to speak but my mind was already going hazy and I was slurring. I stumbled into her arms and my world was going black. The last thing I registered was Arwen's worried face and the crushing of her doors opening and then nothing.
2939 T.A. - Imladris
Due to some inconsistencies with the leveling system a new patch has been used to fix the issue. From now on every new level will require the previous levels experience points plus 50 million more.
The Gamer has woken up in healing area. All negative status and ailments are cured.
Perk Cursed Scars has been removed due to the combination of Gamer's Body, Divine Constitution and Healing Water Ritual.
I woke up with a start feeling phantom pains throughout my whole body making me wince a little. Looking down I noticed that like the system said the burn scars from the Balrog had completely disappeared leaving behind pink healthy skin, which was a relief because I didn't fancy spending my time inside a fullbody armor and mask for the rest of my life.
After making sure that everything was in order from my side I noticed that I was inside a healing pool that at the bottom had the runic circle I had invented for my Healing Ritual.
It was a good thing that I could breathe underwater because if not, it would have taken decades to finish healing.
Getting on my feet, I left the water and found myself inside one of the bathhouses of Imladris. I searched around for something to wear to preserve my modesty but there was nothing.
Grumbling a little, I resigned myself to wait here until someone came and brought me some clothes. Since I had nothing better to do I decided to check my notifications for killing the Balrog.
Hidden Quest: Dwarven Hegemony
Objective: Purge the mines of Moria from the Orc presence. (Y)
Bonus Objective: Defeat the Balrog. (Y)
Rewards
100m exp, 20.000 Gold, Kingdom of Moria (Copy), Title, 100Kg of Mithril.
150m exp, Heart of Balrog, +1 Rank Fire Manipulation, Godslayer point.
Failure:
Moria will remain under Orc control for the next 400 years
(QUEST COMPLETE)
Due to slaying a Divine being you have gained an upgrade to Godslayer Perks.
Perk: Blood of the Gods(Rank 1 - Grade 1): Because you killed a God and 'bathed' in their blood you gain a +25% chance of resistance against Divine spells and Curses, +40.000 increase on your HP and MP and +10% DMG against beings with Divine blood.
Godslayer(Rank 1 - Grade 1): You have done the impossible and have managed to slay a God in one on one fight as a mortal. As a result you have gained the title and prestige of a Godslayer. Your new title allows you to absorb some of the power of the Gods you kill. The more Gods you kill, the bigger the chance of gaining an authority or special ability from your Fallen foe.
By slaying the corrupted Maiar Balrog you have stolen some of its power and have gained +50 to all base stats permanently.
Due to bathing to the blood of a Greater Demonic Entity and managing to overcome its curse you gain:
New Perk: Greater Demonic Resistance: All demonic spells and magic gain a 25% decrease in their effectiveness when cast on you.
High Pyromancy (Lv3): Your ability to conjure and control fire. Because of your great skill in wielding flames and the deepening of your affinity now all your fire spells will inflict +50% more DMG. (-70MP to all fire spells- Doesn't affect FOW). Cost: 10 MP/sec
Orc's slain: 50.000 - Exp gained: 5.000.000
Barlog slain: 1 - Exp gained: 100.000.000
Quest Exp: 250.000.000
Total Exp: 355.000.000
Level Up x2
Putting my new stat points to INT in order to take it to 250, I enjoyed my new perks and the skyrocketing power up I just gained once more and my LUC perk in my opinion was broken as all hell.
DEX 250= Grace of the Assassin: With this perk your natural precision, accuracy, flexibility and speed surpasses all human limits. You will no longer waste any movement in battle and you will move with a grace befitting of a master assassin.
250 INT= Magical Potency of the Archmage (III): You unlocked a part of the hidden power of the Archmage inside you. With this perk you gain +100% in the power of your spells without needing to overcharge them and +20% Magic Resistance.
LUC 100= Miss Fortune: When fighting against an enemy that is a higher level from you or has on average greater stats than yours then there is a 35% for them to be unlucky enough to misstep, trip or even have his sweat get inside his eyes causing him to get blinded temporarily and generally have many annoyances and inconveniences throughout your battle.
Status
Name: Alexandra Bellum / Celephindis the Red
Race: Demigod
Gender: Female
Title: Maiar (Fake)
Level: 32 (108.000.000/250.000.000)
HP: 91.300 (+51.000) HPReg= 13 % /h
MP: 84.100 (+41.000) MPReg= 229 mp/min
FF: 5000 FFReg= 1000/min (when outside battle)[LOCKED]
STR: 366
VIT: 225
DEX: 255(269)
INT:250(260)
WIS: 200(225)
CHA: 175(195)
LUC: 110(135)
Status Points: 0
CURRENCY: $= 9600, D=17.691, AG= 4250, MG=20.250
Unfortunately, minus the Balrog Heart, the rest of my physical rewards were stored into my inventory and as a result I won't be able to use them until I go back to Earth. I could really use some mithril right now to create a new outfit considering my Vanir Armor became ashes.
I didn't have a chance to lament my favorite armor though because Arwen came into the room and looked at me with wide eyes and I put my most charming smile into use.
"Hey Arwen, long time no see, Sorry for the scare by the way."
She didn't speak but just started walking towards me and I opened my arms to give her a hug but all I got was a glare and a punch in the face that sent me into the pool.
"What the fuck woman. Why did you punch me?" I shouted as I got once again out of the water and gazed at the angry visage of my elven friend while nursing my cheek. For a mildly pampered princess she hit like a sledgehammer.
"You have the gall to ask me why? You crushed one night through my window, head to toe with cursed burns and demanding me to use some experimental ritual that my father had barely been able to decipher as quickly as possible before you expired and you expect me to be calm about it?"
"Okay I may had been a little hurt…." I tried to say but see interrupted me with a shrill scream which was extremely out of character for an elf.
"A LITTLE HURT! YOU ALMOST DIED YOU MORON. YOU HAVE BEEN IN A HEALING COMA FOR 6 YEARS. WHAT IN THE NAME OF THE VALAR HAVE YOU DONE TO GET IN SUCH A STATE!"
Ignoring the duration of my 'little sleep' for the moment, I replied hesitantly. The elf princess looked like she wanted to flay me alive and whip me with my skin. It was terrifying.
"I may have picked a fight with a Balrog. Teehee!"
"Where did you stumble upon a Balrog of all things? She said in exasperation trying to keep her temper in check and then continued.
"And most importantly, why in all that is good did you decide to fight it instead of running?" Crossing her arms and giving me The Eyebrow™, her father's signature move when dealing with Gandalf's shenanigans.
"M..r..a" I muttered trying to delay the inevitable.
"A little louder please" The Eyebrow™ never faltering for a second.
"I went to Moria.." and that was as far as I managed to get before I was punched on the other cheek and was thrown in the pool a second time.
'Oh bitch, the first one I may have deserved it but now you are playing with fire' I thought angry and kinda aroused at the same time. I like women with personality sue me.
Getting my torso out of the water, I griped her from the ankle and pulled her inside the water.
"KYYYYYAAAAA"
*SPLASH*
As she flayed about, I picked her from her waist and positioned her at the wall of the pool, trapping her body with mine while glaring at her.
"How do you like that princess? Not as fun when it happens to you is it." I taunted her using Infuriating Ares Smirk #3 causing her to give me the glare of a particularly vicious kitten while her cheeks were completely red from both fright and embarrassment.
"You… You… absolutely… idiotic… !" she sputtered searching to find the best insult while trying not to compromise her noble bearing and elfness but at this moment gazing at her beautiful blue eyes there was only one thing I was capable of doing, so I kissed her with all the passion I could muster.
I felt her freeze in shock for a few moments before she started to tentatively reciprocate and a few moments later she gripped my butt which admittedly impressed me with her initiative and we were both lost to our shared passion as the room was filled with the sound of splashing water, breathy sighs and moans.
About an hour later we left the bathhouse thankfully fully dressed with me grinning like a loon and Arwen doing everything in her power to not look in my general direction while blushing a red so intense that I was slightly worried she was depriving the rest of her body from blood.
I escorted my friend (girlfriend? lover?) to her chambers in order to calm down and internalize what we did giving her a smoldering kiss just because I could and I went to find the Lord of the House all the while praying he didn't know I banged his hellcat of daughter.
After getting thoroughly scolded by the Elf Lord for my recklessness, I was ordered to stay in Rivendell in order for him to monitor my healing process because he wasn't sure what side effects my experimental Healing Ritual would have completely ignoring my protests. Not that I tried all that hard to resist. Isengard was nice and all but the solitude could be a little too much at times.
So for three years I stayed in Rivendell mostly relaxing and deepening my relationship with Arwen who after our second time together really let go and never looked back. The only annoying part was that we had to keep our thing a secret because according to her, while same sex relationships were not frowned upon between elves (which was kind of logical really. If you live for upwards 10 thousand years, prejudices like that stop to have meaning at some point) she didn't want to disappoint her father due to the inappropriateness of our actions.
Considering that Elrond gave me the stink eye for the first year in my stay and Glorfindel together with Elladan and Elohir would snicker at us every time they saw us hanging out, I don't think we were quite successful with all this cloak and dagger.
The only things I did training wise, was to Max my Siren Song by practicing on wild animals in the woods and the twins and Glorfindel every time they got too annoying and level up my Light shield because it saved my butt against the Balrog.
Siren Song (MAX): Your beautiful voice is capable of enthralling the minds of everyone who hear it, though the stronger the will of the victim the harder it is for you to enthrall them. Cost: 170 MP/min, 16% chance of enthralling beings that are a higher level than you. The higher the level the lower the chance. This skill can be UPGRADED.
Aegis of Light (Lv1 - Lv10): A light type spell that creates a omni-directional curved light construct in the shape of a sphere that protects the user against magical attacks and it is capable of negating a certain amount of dark magic or spells that is fired upon it. Cost: 750 (449) MP, Durability: 8.500 DMG, Dark Magic Negation: 4.300 DMG.
2941 T.A. - Imladris
It was noon when a contingent of 13 dwarves, a Hobbit and a Wizard walked into Rivendell. If I wasn't so pissed with them for getting rejected when I offered to become a member of the company by Gandalf as a punishment for the Balrog thing I would have probably teased them for their deer on headlights looks.
At dinner time I sat besides Balin amusing ourselves with the awestruck looks the younger dwarves were giving me, the 'White-gold Maiden' had become something of an urban legend in Small-Erebor apparently. When everyone was distracted I gave Balin a ring with a ruby on top that would glow with a red light every time he was pointing it to its pre-locked destination. It functioned the almost same way as an Eternal Pose from One Piece.
Its destination was the ruined city of Dale and more particularly, a hidden cache that can only be seen by the one wearing the ring and has enough weapons and chain mails for twenty people. I had enchanted them only with never-rusting and ever-sharp spells but they were of excellent quality.
Since there was no White Council meeting and no Saruman to cause problems, the company left the next day at the first light without problems with the only difference being that I gave Bilbo the sword he will later name Sting instead of finding it inside the troll cave.
When night came, I said goodbye to Arwen who was the only person that knew about my mission and the results of my success. She was the one who put my newly made rudimentary armor on me as a sort of farewell ritual and after a teary intense kiss that lasted for minutes, I put my staff inside my supply pouch and transformed into my Red-ailed Hawk form. Gandalf may be able to recognize my eagle form but none knows about this one aside from my lover.
I flew to Eagle's Eyrie and resigned myself to wait. I knew that the Company was inside the Misty Mountains right now but it was impossible to find them so this is my only choice.
It was 3 days later that a bunch of tired adventurers descend on top of the eyrie on top of the Giant Eagles that were way cooler than Zeus rabid beast.
After watching the bromance moment between Bilbo and Thorin, I followed the Company for a week from a distance, making sure the changes I made by being here didn't butterfly the dwarves into an early grave.
Once they reached Beorn's house, I knew that everything would be okay for now so I flew away to Lake Town.
Getting inside using my bird form was a piece of cake but the sight I encountered was horrible. The whole place was dilapidated and the people were living together packed like rats because there was not enough space. The water was filthy, filled with feces from so many bodies shitting literally where they were eating and the stink was almost unbearable.
If I had to make a comparison, the whole place had the same appearance as the description as Flea Bottom of Kings Landing from the ASoIaF books.
Well not all of it. The mayor of course lived in what could be considered to be a manor with an opulent interior filled with baubles and other useless items that if each was sold would probably feed at least two families but he was not the only one. Esgaroth surprisingly enough wasn't ruled by a monarchy but by electing their mayor amongst one of the 'wise men of the city' called the Merchants.
These rich families controlled the whole economy of the place and kept themselves in power with an iron grip using both their ability to deny supplies and create taxes on the populace for the smallest of excuses and it pissed me off.
If there was one thing that set me off more than anything, it was corrupted leaders that caused their people to suffer because of their greed. Since I had a few weeks before Thorin and the others reached here I decided to help the people as much as I could.
First I carved some water cleansing runes onto stones picked from inside the river and threw them all around the town and the surrounding waters. I could have used a ritual to do the exact same thing instantly but the magical discharge would be felt for miles and I didn't fancy making Smaug curious enough to investigate or be chased around to be burned to the stake for practicing 'dark magic'. With these stones the water will be clean and germ free in about two weeks, give or take a couple of days and they would continue to keep the water in perfect condition for a few decades before they became inert.
I hunted deers and boars every day inside the forest and using my space expanded pouch, I left them inside the house Bard with a letter telling him to take as much as he needs for his family and the rest to distribute to those in need. It wasn't possible to feed everyone but every little bit of help makes the situation better.
In a completely unrelated note all of the corrupt and cruel Merchants (the upper class of Esgaroth) as well as the Mayor, his sniveling advisor who was probably the third cousin twice removed of Grima Wormtongue and some soldiers that I had noticed getting 'favors' from women in town in exchange for not declaring them 'criminals' had misfortune fall on them like a house of bricks.
From deadly illnesses, to tripping down the stairs and breaking their necks, stumbling drunk into the lake, dying due to capital E - Explosive diarrhea inside their toilets (Mayor) and my personal favorite having a heart attack while masturbating and found the next day with their erect cock in rigor mortis while in their hands. By the time my third week here had passed and the company was led into the town (without problems this time due to the new management) Lake Town had become a cleaner 'city' in more than one way.
Listening to the company griping about their capture inside Greenwood (now that the corruption is gone, it had taken its previous name instead of Mirkwood). From what I could understand, since there were no spiders to threaten them, the Sylvan Elves had spread throughout the whole forest from top to bottom making settlements and outposts and they are also in the process of rebuilding Dol Guldur as a stronghold against Sauron.
As a result, it didn't take them even an hour to detect the very loud dwarves and Legolas recognizing Thorin, 'escorted' them to meet his father. From there the obvious happened because while Thorin is calmer and wiser, Thranduil is a raging cunt and can make even the noblest of saints want to commit murder so the same altercation happened and down the dungeons they went for some R&R for a couple of weeks.
Fortunately for them and the whole of Middle-Earth, Bilbo had found the One Ring and smuggled them out the river inside barrels where they were found by Bard, who after some negotiations escorted the "dwarf merchants" into Lake Town to rest in his house. Gandalf unfortunately was kept in actual chambers instead of the dungeons so they couldn't smuggle him away.
After staying for a week, they bought some boats with a pouch of gold I helped them 'find' and they headed towards Dale and from there Erebor. Of course Kili being wounded with the morgul arrow together with Fili, Oin and Bofur stayed behind while I kept watch on the situation. I could always heal him but I thought it would be a disservice to him. I had scouted behind and Tauriel was approaching so I decided to let his confession happen though I made sure to place some athelas inside the house for my peace of mind.
With the Orcs running with their tails between their legs and Kili in the tender hands of Tauriel getting healed, I flew to Erebor following the Company. Unlike in the movies though, Thorin still had Orcist because the elves couldn't touch the blade due to my enchanting. The rest had armed themselves with the supply cache I had hidden in Dale.
Durin's day came, Bilbo managed to get them into the Lonely Mountain and now to clock was ticking. I picked a warhammer I had built for this day and positioned myself above the main gate. All that was left was for me to wait for the right time.
Dragon's Bane
+4000 DMG
-30% movement speed
-25% attack speed
+100% DMG when used against an armored opponent
+50% DMG when imbued with light
Special: Bombardment: A special enchantment made by Celephindis the Red using both Runes and elven enchantment. Once every day, the wielder of the hammer can choose to activate the spell and when striking an enemy the weapon creates a burst of explosive force that equals x5 times the DMG additionally to the DMG that would have originally inflicted.
Info: A Warhammer made by Celephindis the Red using a combination of elven silver and dwarven iron. It was made in order to serve as a weapon against the fire drake Smaug. Its size big enough to rest comfortably to a short trolls hands and anyone with strength less than 300 will be incapable of using it.
The next day had come and it was afternoon. Perched on top of the main gate I heard the roars of a dragon and saw a river of molten gold flowing out of the gate. Knowing what was about to happen, I strapped my sword to my side and my staff on a special sheath on my back and I griped my Warhammer with both hands preparing myself.
The moment Smaug bursted through the gates, I kicked the wall I was standing on and with my hammer above my head imbued with light, I smashed him right on top of his head.
STR+HAMMER+ LIGHT IMBUEMENT = [366 + 4000 + (1300 +1300*200%)] = [4366+3900] = 8266
HAMMER ENCHANTMENTS= [4000 + 4000* 100% + 4000* 50%]] = [8000 + 2000] = 10.000
DMG = 18.266
HAMMER SPECIAL = [18.266 * 5] = [91.330]
CRITICAL HIT + DEADLY LUCK = [ 91.330+ 91.330*100 + 182.660 *100%] = 365.320 Total DMG.
Fierce Smaug may have been but my strike was fiercer and he crshed to the ground his head half buried inside the earth. Striking while the iron was hot (huh the puns) I hit him again and again and again until his head had become red paste. A small lake of blood and molten gold painted the front of the gates of Erebor, the dragons body twitching in its death throes until a few moments later he stilled, never to move again.
Smaug = 100.000.000 EXP
Gleeful at a job well done and relieved that I didn't have to fight the monster head on while I was so handicapped in this world considering the lives that were at stake if I failed, I couldn't help but start cackling in maniacal glee.
Hearing my laughter, the dwarves and Bilbo hesitantly came out to see what was going on and froze at the sight before them. It is not every day that you see a dragon that starred as a protagonist of your nightmares for decades had his head turned to a pulp by a woman wielding a massive warhammer like it was made of straws.
"La- Lady Celephindis, what are you doing here?" asked Bilbo while the rest were trying to comprehend their new reality.
"Well, I came to do some pest control dear hobbit. What do you think King Thorin? Are you satisfied with my services?" I teased the gobsmacked dwarf that was looking at me in wonder and then did something I had never seen Thorin do. He laughed uproariously in exuberance and as I approached them squeezed me hard enough to crack my spine, prompting the rest to start cheering and laughing.
After everyone calmed down, Thorin told that I was to be given whatever rewards I wanted within reason and if it was within his power he would grant it. Seeing my chance I asked for three things.
First, I claimed ownership of the dragon's heart and some of its scales for my personal use, which they were more than happy to grant. Second, I requested him to make peace with both Men and Elves near his realm because I didn't want the innocent to suffer because Thranduil was a raging cunt.
Laughing at the title I gave the King of Greenwood, he accepted seeing the logic in my argument and promising that he would do so.
Last I requested that he let me purify through a ritual the treasures of his home, explaining the effects of a dragon's presence and the dangers of the Dragon Sickness. To make it easier on him I told him that they were more than welcome to escort and watch me as I worked.
The last one was the hardest one to sell but after Balin talked to him and reminded him of the madness that befell his grandfather Thror he accepted.
A couple of hours later, the whole of Erebor was bathed in a white cleansing light and the curse of the dragon was trapped inside 7 egg sized rubies that had turned black. Seeing the change in the gems, Thorin thanked me for ridding his home from such evil and preventing him for his inevitable succumbing to the curse.
After the excitement was over, everyone started organizing. Thorin sent a message via ravens to his kin in the Iron Hills and Small Erebor to inform them of the good news and request reinforcement and those who wished to return home to do so respectively.
On the same night, while everyone was sleeping, I managed to talk with Bilbo that was sitting on one of the balconies alone.
"What ails you my friend, you look troubled." I said from behind him startling him.
"O-oh, Lady Celephindis, its its nothing. I was just thinking of home, yes home, you know Shire all the way West." stammered the anxious hobbit and receiving an amused look while refusing to look in my eyes.
"You know Mr. Baggins for an 'expert' burglar you are a really bad liar." I said shooting a look at his breast pocket causing him to freeze for a moment before deflating and explaining about what Smaug told him about the stone and his fears that if he gave it to Thorin he would fall into madness.
"You are correct in your fears Mr. Baggins, that's why I came here with a solution that will make everyone happy."
"What type of solution?" asked the Halfling nervously.
"Take out the Arkenstone and see." I said and the moment he pulled out the glowing white stone, I did the same with a rune carved diamond in my hands of the same size and touched the Heart of the Mountain with it.
Instantly in my hands was a second Arkenstone exactly the same as the original glowing softly causing Bilbo to gasp in surprise.
"There you go, now you can give the 'Arkenstone' to Thorin without fearing for his mind while I will take the original and hide it somewhere that none in Middle-Earth will be able to find." I said trading stones with him causing him to smile in relief and thanking me.
As he left to finally get some peaceful sleep I finally got the chance to make use of Dragon Heart.
Performing the same ritual that I used with Zeus eagle, I devoured the heart and instantly felt raw power suffusing my being. It felt like molten rivers where flowing inside my every vain and I fell to the ground, my mouth open in a silent scream. When the pain became manageable again I opened the game alerts.
Through the use of the ancient ritual of Conqueror's Bounty you gain:
Dragon's Kin
+ 40.000 HP
+20.000 MP
+5% HP Regen.
+15 MP Regen for every 5 WIS
+50 to all stats
+1 Rank to Pyromancy
Perk: Dragontongue: You have the ability to use the magical language of the Dragons and you are capable to speak to all reptiles from the lowliest of geckos to the mightiest of Dragons. All of the reptiles that are weaker than you will obey you and revere you when speaking to them.
Special Perk: Dragon Form: You have the ability to transform into a mighty fire Dragon. When in that form all you stats aside from LUC increase x100 and your HP and MP x10. When in Dragon Form all dragonslaying items and magic are extremely effective against you and in you human form they inflict +20% more damage than they would if they were used against a non-dragon.
VIT 250 = (Special): Uzumaki Clan (II): Through this perk you gain a small part of the Uzumaki's great vitality. Gives +7 vitality points for every 5 points of VIT, your body becomes durable enough that mundane weapons will not be capable of piercing your skin and you gain +2% HP Regen.
WIS 250 = ?: Eru Illuvatar has denied you usage of this perk while in his Realm. The only thing you can attain for now is:
Space Affinity:+20% exp when using space natured spells and rituals.
Space Manipulation(Lv1): Your ability to manipulate spatial energies (-1 MP to all spatial spells) Cost: 10.000 MP/sec
Supreme Pyromancy(Lv1): Your ability to conjure and control fire. Because of your great skill in wielding flames and the deepening of your affinity now all your fire spells will inflict +200% more DMG. (-200MP to all fire spells- Doesn't affect FOW). Cost: 10 MP/sec
Hidden Quest: The cursed stone
Objective: Steal the Arkenstone
Rewards
200m xp, Arkenstone, Prevent the future generations of Erebor Dwarves from being cursed with madness, Halls of Erebor (Copy).
Failure:
Erebor will fall to discord on the events of The Lord of the Rings/ Possible Death of Thorin.
Level Up x1
Status
Name: Alexandra Bellum/ Celephindis the Red
Race: Demigod
Gender: Female
Title: Maiar (Fake)
Level: 33 (158.000.000/300.000.000)
HP: 154.625 (+91.000) HPReg= 20 % /h
MP: 112.169(+61.000) MPReg= 1.104 mp/min
FF: 5000 FFReg= 1000/min (when outside battle)
STR: 424
VIT: 275 +35 HP PER 5 VIT x lv
DEX: 305(319)
INT:300(310) +24 MP PER 5 INT x lv
WIS: 250(275) +20 MPREG PER 5 WIS
CHA: 225(245)
LUC: 160(185)
Status Points: 5
CURRENCY: $= 9600, D=17.691, AG= 4250, MG=20.250 (Mortal Gold)
Hammer Paragon (Lv1): Your ability to use hammers. +65% dmg and 16% armor penetration when using hammers.
New Title: Dragonslayer: When you have this title equipped, you deal + 15% damage to all dragons and wyrms and you exude passively an aura of dominance around you that will make the weak willed bow to your superiority.
Seeing my new power up I grinned though I couldn't understand what kind of perk WIS gave me for Eru to not even allow me to know about it. I shrugged, I am not long for this world anyway, I will find out soon enough.
What I was practically salivating about was my Dragon Form and my acquisition of the second of the higher affinities. Space, Time, Light and Darkness are affinities that can only be acquired by getting blessed by a Supreme Being or Consciousness through special circumstances.
Like how I gained my light affinity from Yggdrasil by withstanding its presence as a mortal or getting chosen again by the same Beings by meditating on the desired concept about the same way the Greybeards tried to understand the Dragon Shouts in Skyrim. The caveat with this method is that instead of decades, you need centuries.
Your average Joe and I am putting even most Gods in that category, use structured spells created through arithmetic equations and runes in order to even use these types of magic. There is a reason that there is not a Time god in the Greek Pantheon aside of Zeus paranoia. They are too lazy to put the effort needed for the Primordial God Chronos to even humor thinking about blessing them, much less actually doing so and there is also obvious why the Hindu Gods are so fucking powerful compared to the rest.
They are as culture practically the forefathers of meditation and the metaphysical enlightenment and as a result many of them had managed to achieve one or more of these affinities, with the Trimurti having like all of them and from what Freyja told me briefly, many more that have been forbidden to be even named to non-major Gods through an inter-pantheon Divine Agreement.
Think about it for a moment. Even actual Gods if they are bellow of a certain level of power or influence are forbidden to even know about those affinities. I can only wonder on what kind of shit the top dogs get up to considering that Life and Death magic is a thing.
The fact I have two of them is simply unreal and that's why I will make sure none knows about the space one. A pseudo light affinity possess the children of Apollo and other Sun Gods which in actuality is not a full one but something like sunlight manipulation and considering Freyja was my teacher everyone thinks that she made Frey bless me or something. Space and Time on the other hand are very heavy stuff and I will make sure no one knows about how special I am until I can go toe to toe with a major god at least.
Happy with my latest accomplishments, I retired for the night in order to get some sleep because the next days are sure to be hectic.
The next day Bilbo approached Thorin and gave him the 'Arkenstone' bringing happiness to all the dwarves and declared Bilbo as the Greatest Burglar in all of Arda and friend of all dwarf-kind much to his consternation.
A month later, Thorin was sitting on the throne of Erebor with the 'Arkenstone' above his head while dwarves, elves and men filled the whole room celebrating his coronation as King under the Mountain.
There was a lot of repairing needed to be done still until the dwarven halls returned to their pristine condition but everyone was hopeful and more than happy to work.
Using some of his gold at my prompting, he invested in the rebuilding of the city of Dale bringing back one of his kingdoms greatest trade allies. Lastly, he gave the surly Elven King his gems and finally freed Gandalf that was amusingly enough still a 'guest' inside the halls of Greenwood.
Because the Orc presence had been almost completely decimated outside of Mordor and its surrounding lands and my request to make peace with the elves, there was no War of Five Armies and as a result the line of Durin did not end and my mission was officially over.
Walking through an empty corridor inside Erebor lost in my thoughts, I didn't see a white portal appearing above me until it swallowed me whole taking me away from Arda never to return again. My only regret is that I wouldn't see Arwen again but there was nothing I could do about it.
Looking around I found myself back to the white space that I first met Eru Illuvatar.
"Hello Alexandra Bellum, I hope you had fun with your adventures into my realm." said the creator God with a happy smile.
"Sure, it was very entertaining and educating as well if I am to be honest."
"Excellent and since you were successful in my mission, it is time to for your reward."
"Reward? I thought my rewards was getting back home and whatever I will get from the mission I accepted." I said puzzled.
"Well yes, but those are being given to you by your patron not me and I am not someone to not recognize a debt. Forced or not you helped my children tremendously acting above and beyond, saving many lives and tipping the scales in the side of light by a great margin. That's why I am more than happy to give you a reward from yours truly. So? What will it be?"
I didn't even have to think about it, I knew exactly what I wanted.
"I want the knowledge and skill of Feanor and Celebrimor in the arts of crafting and enchanting" I replied with a slightly maniacal smile while the Elder God deadpanned.
"Out of all the things you could have asked… ! Pfff ok whatever, you are not my problem anymore so it doesn't really matter to me who you screw over with that kind of knowledge." and he waved his hand causing a new alert to appear on the game system.
You have been blessed by a Divine Being, you gain:
Ascendant Blacksmithing (MAX): With this skill you have reached the greatest heights of the immortal magical aspects of the noble art of the hammer and anvil. Your skill is inferior to only major Gods of the Forge. You are capable of molding metals in any shape or form you desire and infusing them with powerful conceptual properties through your work. You can create wonders that even Gods gaze upon with awe or fear. This skill can be UPGRADED.
Ascendant Enchanting(MAX): The craft that allows you to empower matter with extra abilities or powerful concepts through the use of your magic, either through your voice, runes or some other type of medium. You are capable of creating wonders that even the Gods would envy, desire or fear and your skill is inferior only to major Gods of the Forge and/or Magic. This skill can be UPGRADED.
Instantly I felt millennia of knowledge in magic and blacksmithing shoved in my head with all the gentleness of a car crash causing me to get the mother of all headaches and fall on my ass from the shock.
Getting on my feet with a slight whimper I glared at the smirking asshole causing his smile to widen slightly in satisfaction but I let it go. I had enough of higher beings screwing me over because I couldn't control my mouth, not that I got the chance, because the moment I was about to open my mouth he waived his hand in a shooing motion and I was once again translocated away.
Looking around with a twitching eyebrow I felt the need to start singing Hello Darkness my old friend by Disturbed. At least this time whatever Eru did protected me from getting devoured by the Void so silverlinings and in order to pass the time until whoever my patron is deems it to return me to Earth I opened the latest alerts for my successful mission.
Mythic Quest: The Line of Durin
Main Objective: Make sure a male descendant of Dwarf King Durin survives the Battle of the Five Armies (Y)
Bonus 1: Join the Company of Thorin Oakenshield and reach Erebor without casualties. (F)
Bonus 2: Purify the Darkness of Dol Guldur (Y)
Bonus 3: Kill Smaug before he destroys Esgaroth (Y)
Bonus 4: Purify the Horde of Erebor from the Dragon Sickness (Y)
Rewards:
Main Objective: 300m xp, Skill Book: Ore Sense, Unlocking of the Gamer System, Return to PJ universe.
Bonus 1: 50m xp, 20.000 Gold Coins,+10 Levels in Blacksmithing, Increased reputation with dwarf-kind
Bonus 2: 200m xp, + 10 Levels in Lumiomancy, Increased reputation with all the free people of Middle-Earth, Fortress of Dol Guldur (Copy)
Bonus 3: 350m xp, Dragon Scale Armor (Ingredients), Dragon Heart, Dale (Copy), Increased reputation with dwarfs of Erebor and people of Esgaroth.
Bonus 4: 50m xp, 50.000 Gold, Prevent Thorin from falling to Dragon Sickness, Increased reputation with Thorin II Oakenshield.
(MISSION COMPLETE)
Status
Name: Alexandra Bellum/ Celephindis the Red
Race: Demigod
Gender: Female
Title: Sorceress
Level: 36 (8.000.000/350.000.000)
HP: 160.400 (+91.000) HPReg= 20 % /h
MP: 116.600 (+61.000) MPReg= 1.104 mp/min
FF: 5000 FFReg= 1000/min (when outside battle)
STR: 448
VIT: 275 +35 HP PER 5 VIT x lv
DEX: 305(319)
INT:300(310) +24 MP PER 5 INT x lv
WIS: 250(275) +20 MPREG PER 5 WIS
CHA: 225(245)
LUC: 160(185)
Status Points: 20
CURRENCY: $= 9600, D=17.691, AG= 4250, MG=70.250 (Mortal Gold)
Ore Sense(MAX): You can detect the presence of ores and precious stones inside the Earth in a 100 meter radius.
Higher Lumiomancy (Lv5): Your ability to control light. . Because of your great skill in wielding light and the deepening of your affinity now all your light spells will inflict +200% more DMG. (-200MP to all light spells) Cost: 10 MP/min.
*Ping*
You have got a letter.
I didn't get to admire my new stats because of the weird glowing letter that appeared in front of me.
Opening it warily as if expecting it to explode in my face, it was from my mysterious patron and as I started reading, the farther I went the wider my eyes were widening until by the time the letter was over I was gaping like a fish out of water at the implications of what they wanted me to do, and to put the cherry on top my newest WIS perk finally revealed itself at the same type a portal opened to lead me back home.
"Jesus Christ and Mother of God!"
~ChildeOfWar