Total: 1.
Your stamina has increased by 1 point.
- There you are! Thanks a lot. You made yourself really useful! – responded the wide-awake hostess who was watching the process of mutilating her tree. – Thank you! I’ve already mended your shabby clothes, I’ve mended every holes and sewed all tears in patches. Check them!
Two years ago I did exactly what she said – took my clothes mended properly, returned her the axe and said a careless good-bye to the hostess. The quest had been completed successfully.
But I didn’t rush to take my clothes that time. Because I had loads of time.
- Just a moment, auntie – a sickly smile appeared on my face when I was making a step towards the felled trunk and picking up the axe which seemed much lighter. – There is so much work to do left.
- Oh the good heavens must have sent you to me! – the uptown lady has got the lay of the land at once. – Well, I’ll treat you a hearty lunch as a thank you for your help! Would you like to have it?
- I’d love to! Thanks a lot!
- Agreed! – nodded the lady putting my clothes folded neatly away on the bench and wandered forth the house – I’ll go to light the fire! The lunch will be splendidly delicious for sure!
My quest continued.
Looking at the bright blue sky, I wiped sweat off my face and moved on fighting with the enemy defeated but still standing to its guns. I had to chop away all boughs and branches and then cut them small. And to crown it all I had to store all that stuff somewhere in a corner.
In ninety minutes I managed to finish it but I was niddle-noddle. Rather due to the miserable eight life points – a couple of sharp chips flew off into my direction – than due to fatigue. Besides I stumbled once and instead of hitting a thick branch heavily I grazed my leg by the axe and consequently lost ten life points at once. In recognition of all those sufferings I got one more professional promotion as a lumberman that was equal to two points then.
Skills of the lumberman increased by 1. Total: 2.
‘Oh my gosh!.. I have never had a lumberman’s skills over one’ – I sneered picking the axe into the trunk.
Having dragged myself to the well I made a push to raise a bucket full of water and satisfy my thirst, thus I decreased the level of fatigue and recovered three life points. I was standing on my feet more firmly then. I’d like to drink some more water but I was full – the game’s limits.
I’ll be able to drink a little more in twenty minutes. But actually I was expecting a good substantial lunch that the hostess had promised. Food would recover my life points much faster.
Making sure that one more loose chip could lead to my premature demise I decided to kill time before lunch and construct an elementary weapon for personal needs. The hostess wasn’t going to present me the axe, besides it was very short – I never liked to fight close-in. What a difference a powerful far-ranging bow can make – one arrow shot straight and it’s done.
Having chosen a rather straight and thick branch from a pile of cut branches, I got armed with the axe again and chopped that branch from both ends by several careful hits. Thus I became the owner of a gnarly staff as high as my shoulder. I’d like to say that it was a combat staff but that miserable stick didn’t meet such a decent title. There is one simple quest that I actually have planned to do later and I’ll need my staff in it. Grasping the axe handier, I chopped off all the boughs and rinded the tough bark to expose a sallow core. Well, that’s it. I didn’t need a better result. The only thing I can do more is to ask the kind-hearted hostess for a kitchen-knife for a while and peel the remains of the bark and other blemishes.
Achievement!
You’ve got an achievement – a first-rank weapon-maker!
See your achievement table in your character’s
Your stamina has increased by 1 point.
- There you are! Thanks a lot. You made yourself really useful! – responded the wide-awake hostess who was watching the process of mutilating her tree. – Thank you! I’ve already mended your shabby clothes, I’ve mended every holes and sewed all tears in patches. Check them!
Two years ago I did exactly what she said – took my clothes mended properly, returned her the axe and said a careless good-bye to the hostess. The quest had been completed successfully.
But I didn’t rush to take my clothes that time. Because I had loads of time.
- Just a moment, auntie – a sickly smile appeared on my face when I was making a step towards the felled trunk and picking up the axe which seemed much lighter. – There is so much work to do left.
- Oh the good heavens must have sent you to me! – the uptown lady has got the lay of the land at once. – Well, I’ll treat you a hearty lunch as a thank you for your help! Would you like to have it?
- I’d love to! Thanks a lot!
- Agreed! – nodded the lady putting my clothes folded neatly away on the bench and wandered forth the house – I’ll go to light the fire! The lunch will be splendidly delicious for sure!
My quest continued.
Looking at the bright blue sky, I wiped sweat off my face and moved on fighting with the enemy defeated but still standing to its guns. I had to chop away all boughs and branches and then cut them small. And to crown it all I had to store all that stuff somewhere in a corner.
In ninety minutes I managed to finish it but I was niddle-noddle. Rather due to the miserable eight life points – a couple of sharp chips flew off into my direction – than due to fatigue. Besides I stumbled once and instead of hitting a thick branch heavily I grazed my leg by the axe and consequently lost ten life points at once. In recognition of all those sufferings I got one more professional promotion as a lumberman that was equal to two points then.
Skills of the lumberman increased by 1. Total: 2.
‘Oh my gosh!.. I have never had a lumberman’s skills over one’ – I sneered picking the axe into the trunk.
Having dragged myself to the well I made a push to raise a bucket full of water and satisfy my thirst, thus I decreased the level of fatigue and recovered three life points. I was standing on my feet more firmly then. I’d like to drink some more water but I was full – the game’s limits.
I’ll be able to drink a little more in twenty minutes. But actually I was expecting a good substantial lunch that the hostess had promised. Food would recover my life points much faster.
Making sure that one more loose chip could lead to my premature demise I decided to kill time before lunch and construct an elementary weapon for personal needs. The hostess wasn’t going to present me the axe, besides it was very short – I never liked to fight close-in. What a difference a powerful far-ranging bow can make – one arrow shot straight and it’s done.
Having chosen a rather straight and thick branch from a pile of cut branches, I got armed with the axe again and chopped that branch from both ends by several careful hits. Thus I became the owner of a gnarly staff as high as my shoulder. I’d like to say that it was a combat staff but that miserable stick didn’t meet such a decent title. There is one simple quest that I actually have planned to do later and I’ll need my staff in it. Grasping the axe handier, I chopped off all the boughs and rinded the tough bark to expose a sallow core. Well, that’s it. I didn’t need a better result. The only thing I can do more is to ask the kind-hearted hostess for a kitchen-knife for a while and peel the remains of the bark and other blemishes.
Achievement!
You’ve got an achievement – a first-rank weapon-maker!
See your achievement table in your character’s
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