Chapter 60
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Chapter 60
As we walked, Raven transformed back into her lynx form and scouted ahead, disappearing into the underbrush.
What are the chances we can make more of her type? Maxwell asked.
I shook my head. Slim to none. Werecats are very rare, especially in areas like this, I said.The initial instance of this chapter being available happened at N0v3l.Bin.
From what Id seen in videos online before being pulled into this world, some regions, particularly high-magic and high-level regions, cats were more common. But little was known about the creation. Unlike werewolves, they did not reproduce by biting. They had to be created or have offspring naturally.
Was it not your intention to create her? Maxwell asked.
No, I responded quietly. What I had hoped to do was create a kind of living dead. She wouldve still been a lynx, just undead.
You know what caused it?
If I had to guess I used Mercy to push aside a branch in my way. It would have to do with the full moon and the sacrifice of Tyler, though there has to be something else that Im missing. Otherwise, it would be fairly easy to create more, and people wouldve already discovered it.
That would be quite the discovery, an unknown voice said as a short figure melted out of the shadows.
I braced and lowered Mercy, the sharp blade ready. Once my eyes penetrated the shadows, my stance eased. Before me stood Bith, a warlock from the enclave we had saved.
I gave him a questioning look. What are you doing here?
I am here with your rewards. Bith gave me a questioning look. We owe you that much, and I was the best option. I can move in ways the others cannot.
Behind him in the shadows I spotted Raven stalking forward. Easy, Raven, he is a friend.
Bith glanced behind him even as Raven shifted into human form. So, you did create a werecat. How interesting. He stroked his beard in thought. Very interesting.
Do you know how theyre created? Maxwell asked.
No. All I know is that the process is unique to each werecat, and that the process affects what magic they can use.
Ravens ears perked up. So I can use magic?
I nodded in appreciation. I personally didnt know how to enchant items like this but knew enough to recognize high-quality work. It was also impressive how quickly they produced such an item. Normally it wouldve taken quite a long time to weave in such heavy enchantments. The death core requirement was interesting, though it made sense. This will be very helpful. Thank you for finding us.
What was I going to do, let your quest reward go unfulfilled? Bith scoffed and looked over at Maxwell. Uriel didnt tell me much about that, but she said it should be what youre looking for.
Maxwell smiled as he gently stroked the dark wood. This is exactly what I wanted.
The guitar was made from rich dark wood and inlaid with ebony musical notes.
What does it do? I asked.
Other than sound amazing? Maxwell gave it a little strum, and it did indeed have a fantastic sound, far deeper and melodic than most guitars. It can also amplify the volume of sound I put out based off my will and amplifies the effect of any songs I cast with it.
That would be quite the powerful buff for Maxwell. The bard took out his other guitar and handed it to Bith. I dont need this anymore, and unfortunately, I dont have a way to carry it with me. It wouldnt be right to leave it out here in the woods.
Bith took the guitar, making it vanish into his storage item. I have no doubt someone will find a use for it. If you visit us again, I will give you whatever I sold it for.
I appreciate it, Maxwell said.
Bith turned to Raven. Sorry I dont have anything for you, lass. Come find me again sometime and I will teach you a thing or two about magic. Raven didnt say anything, just watched him warily. Bith chuckled. Well, I must be off then. My path will be closing soon.
Before anyone else could respond, the warlock faded into the shadows and was gone.
That was unexpected, but very helpful, I said as I finished donning the armor with Ravens helpputting on plate armor by yourself is quite difficult. It fit well, and the magic of it adjusted small parts so it contoured with my body. From when Tyler wore it, it was hardly recognizable as the same armor.
The final piece in place, I did my best to look at myself. There was hardly any fabric showing anywhere on my body. The thick layer of padding underneath did not hinder me in the slightest, the armor moving smoothly. Innately I could feel the connection to it with my death core, and there was a slight draw. Not enough to reduce my passive regeneration, but enough that if I hadnt had the core, it would no doubt have killed me.
We continued through the forest, and as we went, I grew more impressed with the armor. Even with my incredible strength, I expected the armor to at least weigh me down some. But Bith hadnt been exaggerating when he said they cut it down and modified it to better suit me.
When the lights of the village came into view, I paused. Dark magic swirled around me as I began to cast the illusion spell. The difficulty working with the spell had certainly increased from what I was used to.
Dark magic was one of my specialties, and struggling with it was very new to me. With a concentration of will, I forced the spell to cast. As it surrounded me, my cloak transformed into a traveling cloak, hiding my body. The effect of the armor amplified the spell, and I smiled.
I could even feel my illusionary cheeks pulling into a grin.
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Chapter 60
As we walked, Raven transformed back into her lynx form and scouted ahead, disappearing into the underbrush.
What are the chances we can make more of her type? Maxwell asked.
I shook my head. Slim to none. Werecats are very rare, especially in areas like this, I said.The initial instance of this chapter being available happened at N0v3l.Bin.
From what Id seen in videos online before being pulled into this world, some regions, particularly high-magic and high-level regions, cats were more common. But little was known about the creation. Unlike werewolves, they did not reproduce by biting. They had to be created or have offspring naturally.
Was it not your intention to create her? Maxwell asked.
No, I responded quietly. What I had hoped to do was create a kind of living dead. She wouldve still been a lynx, just undead.
You know what caused it?
If I had to guess I used Mercy to push aside a branch in my way. It would have to do with the full moon and the sacrifice of Tyler, though there has to be something else that Im missing. Otherwise, it would be fairly easy to create more, and people wouldve already discovered it.
That would be quite the discovery, an unknown voice said as a short figure melted out of the shadows.
I braced and lowered Mercy, the sharp blade ready. Once my eyes penetrated the shadows, my stance eased. Before me stood Bith, a warlock from the enclave we had saved.
I gave him a questioning look. What are you doing here?
I am here with your rewards. Bith gave me a questioning look. We owe you that much, and I was the best option. I can move in ways the others cannot.
Behind him in the shadows I spotted Raven stalking forward. Easy, Raven, he is a friend.
Bith glanced behind him even as Raven shifted into human form. So, you did create a werecat. How interesting. He stroked his beard in thought. Very interesting.
Do you know how theyre created? Maxwell asked.
No. All I know is that the process is unique to each werecat, and that the process affects what magic they can use.
Ravens ears perked up. So I can use magic?
I nodded in appreciation. I personally didnt know how to enchant items like this but knew enough to recognize high-quality work. It was also impressive how quickly they produced such an item. Normally it wouldve taken quite a long time to weave in such heavy enchantments. The death core requirement was interesting, though it made sense. This will be very helpful. Thank you for finding us.
What was I going to do, let your quest reward go unfulfilled? Bith scoffed and looked over at Maxwell. Uriel didnt tell me much about that, but she said it should be what youre looking for.
Maxwell smiled as he gently stroked the dark wood. This is exactly what I wanted.
The guitar was made from rich dark wood and inlaid with ebony musical notes.
What does it do? I asked.
Other than sound amazing? Maxwell gave it a little strum, and it did indeed have a fantastic sound, far deeper and melodic than most guitars. It can also amplify the volume of sound I put out based off my will and amplifies the effect of any songs I cast with it.
That would be quite the powerful buff for Maxwell. The bard took out his other guitar and handed it to Bith. I dont need this anymore, and unfortunately, I dont have a way to carry it with me. It wouldnt be right to leave it out here in the woods.
Bith took the guitar, making it vanish into his storage item. I have no doubt someone will find a use for it. If you visit us again, I will give you whatever I sold it for.
I appreciate it, Maxwell said.
Bith turned to Raven. Sorry I dont have anything for you, lass. Come find me again sometime and I will teach you a thing or two about magic. Raven didnt say anything, just watched him warily. Bith chuckled. Well, I must be off then. My path will be closing soon.
Before anyone else could respond, the warlock faded into the shadows and was gone.
That was unexpected, but very helpful, I said as I finished donning the armor with Ravens helpputting on plate armor by yourself is quite difficult. It fit well, and the magic of it adjusted small parts so it contoured with my body. From when Tyler wore it, it was hardly recognizable as the same armor.
The final piece in place, I did my best to look at myself. There was hardly any fabric showing anywhere on my body. The thick layer of padding underneath did not hinder me in the slightest, the armor moving smoothly. Innately I could feel the connection to it with my death core, and there was a slight draw. Not enough to reduce my passive regeneration, but enough that if I hadnt had the core, it would no doubt have killed me.
We continued through the forest, and as we went, I grew more impressed with the armor. Even with my incredible strength, I expected the armor to at least weigh me down some. But Bith hadnt been exaggerating when he said they cut it down and modified it to better suit me.
When the lights of the village came into view, I paused. Dark magic swirled around me as I began to cast the illusion spell. The difficulty working with the spell had certainly increased from what I was used to.
Dark magic was one of my specialties, and struggling with it was very new to me. With a concentration of will, I forced the spell to cast. As it surrounded me, my cloak transformed into a traveling cloak, hiding my body. The effect of the armor amplified the spell, and I smiled.
I could even feel my illusionary cheeks pulling into a grin.
Chapter 60As we walked, Raven transformed back into her lynx form and scouted ahead, disappearing into the underbrush.What are the chances we can make more of her type? Maxwell asked.I shook my head. Slim to none. Werecats are very rare, especially in areas like this, I said.The initial instance of this chapter being available happened at N0v3l.Bin.From what Id seen in videos online before being pulled into this world, some regions, particularly high-magic and high-level regions, cats were more common. But little was known about the creation. Unlike werewolves, they did not reproduce by biting. They had to be created or have offspring naturally.Was it not your intention to create her? Maxwell asked.No, I responded quietly. What I had hoped to do was create a kind of living dead. She wouldve still been a lynx, just undead.You know what caused it?If I had to guess I used Mercy to push aside a branch in my way. It would have to do with the full moon and the sacrifice of Tyler, though there has to be something else that Im missing. Otherwise, it would be fairly easy to create more, and people wouldve already discovered it.That would be quite the discovery, an unknown voice said as a short figure melted out of the shadows.I braced and lowered Mercy, the sharp blade ready. Once my eyes penetrated the shadows, my stance eased. Before me stood Bith, a warlock from the enclave we had saved.I gave him a questioning look. What are you doing here?I am here with your rewards. Bith gave me a questioning look. We owe you that much, and I was the best option. I can move in ways the others cannot.Behind him in the shadows I spotted Raven stalking forward. Easy, Raven, he is a friend.Bith glanced behind him even as Raven shifted into human form. So, you did create a werecat. How interesting. He stroked his beard in thought. Very interesting.Do you know how theyre created? Maxwell asked.No. All I know is that the process is unique to each werecat, and that the process affects what magic they can use.Ravens ears perked up. So I can use magic?I nodded in appreciation. I personally didnt know how to enchant items like this but knew enough to recognize high-quality work. It was also impressive how quickly they produced such an item. Normally it wouldve taken quite a long time to weave in such heavy enchantments. The death core requirement was interesting, though it made sense. This will be very helpful. Thank you for finding us.What was I going to do, let your quest reward go unfulfilled? Bith scoffed and looked over at Maxwell. Uriel didnt tell me much about that, but she said it should be what youre looking for.Maxwell smiled as he gently stroked the dark wood. This is exactly what I wanted.The guitar was made from rich dark wood and inlaid with ebony musical notes.What does it do? I asked.Other than sound amazing? Maxwell gave it a little strum, and it did indeed have a fantastic sound, far deeper and melodic than most guitars. It can also amplify the volume of sound I put out based off my will and amplifies the effect of any songs I cast with it.That would be quite the powerful buff for Maxwell. The bard took out his other guitar and handed it to Bith. I dont need this anymore, and unfortunately, I dont have a way to carry it with me. It wouldnt be right to leave it out here in the woods.Bith took the guitar, making it vanish into his storage item. I have no doubt someone will find a use for it. If you visit us again, I will give you whatever I sold it for.I appreciate it, Maxwell said.Bith turned to Raven. Sorry I dont have anything for you, lass. Come find me again sometime and I will teach you a thing or two about magic. Raven didnt say anything, just watched him warily. Bith chuckled. Well, I must be off then. My path will be closing soon.Before anyone else could respond, the warlock faded into the shadows and was gone.That was unexpected, but very helpful, I said as I finished donning the armor with Ravens helpputting on plate armor by yourself is quite difficult. It fit well, and the magic of it adjusted small parts so it contoured with my body. From when Tyler wore it, it was hardly recognizable as the same armor.The final piece in place, I did my best to look at myself. There was hardly any fabric showing anywhere on my body. The thick layer of padding underneath did not hinder me in the slightest, the armor moving smoothly. Innately I could feel the connection to it with my death core, and there was a slight draw. Not enough to reduce my passive regeneration, but enough that if I hadnt had the core, it would no doubt have killed me.We continued through the forest, and as we went, I grew more impressed with the armor. Even with my incredible strength, I expected the armor to at least weigh me down some. But Bith hadnt been exaggerating when he said they cut it down and modified it to better suit me.When the lights of the village came into view, I paused. Dark magic swirled around me as I began to cast the illusion spell. The difficulty working with the spell had certainly increased from what I was used to.Dark magic was one of my specialties, and struggling with it was very new to me. With a concentration of will, I forced the spell to cast. As it surrounded me, my cloak transformed into a traveling cloak, hiding my body. The effect of the armor amplified the spell, and I smiled.I could even feel my illusionary cheeks pulling into a grin.
