They move from the dungeon, keeping watch for any beasts in the area but the forest is strangely quiet.
-I don''t like this, Rellik says while looking around, it''s unnatural.
Bast meows in agreement. A low howl resonates near them, another responds to the call. Rellik launches a comet in the forest, illuminating a distinct shape.
-It''s a wolf pack, prepare an area-of-effect spell if you have one and give them hell.
He identifies one of the wolves.
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Aero wolf
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-So it has an affinity for wind, it might be fast but it''s full of hot air. Wait, the other looks different.
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Hydro Wolf
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-They are all different elements! We''re in trouble. He starts to spam comets and ice spikes. I''m almost out of mana, looks like we''ll be sent to respawn.
-Not if I can stop it. A voice sounds from behind Rellik, he turns and identifies the speaker.
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The stranger raises his hand and a stream of flames scorched all the wolves present, including one that was bigger than the others.
-You can get the loot from the boss if you want.
-Thanks mister. Rellik says as he puts his hand on the corpse.
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6 Wolf clawsThe narrative has been taken without permission. Report any sightings.
3 Scorched wolf hides
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1 Elemental scimitar (+10% Elemental damage)
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-Well, of course I''ll take the sword. He says. It''s much better and I need a better weapon.
Rellik and Bast follow the man to a small cottage in the woods. Upon entering, they see that the inside only has a bed, a table and a chair.
-Pardon me for asking, but why do you live in isolation when there probably are more advanced planets for the elves?
-It''s okay, you see, while it is true that there are superior planets, solar systems even, the politics that come with being at my level is too much for my old body. Now let''s cut to the chase, I saved your life because I can''t believe that that the king wants to end humanity. To stop him, I need a spy that will provide me with inside information.
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Reward: continuation of the unique questline
Failure: death
(note: declining counts as a failure)
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-Mister, I accept if you tell me your name.
-Good, now we need a disguise, tell me your name and age.
-My name is Rellik Huntre and I''m 38, but I have a question, ain''t I already disguised.
The man laughes.
-No, we elves age at human standard for the first ten years of our life then the ratio is 1:10. Don''t resist this might hurt a bit.
The hermit concentrates for a minute or two and ghostly blue lights start to glow on his body before going into Rellik, who blacks out almost instantly.
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Congratulations to player RellikHuntre for being the first to participate in a ritual
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<td style="width: 100%; text-align: center">You have participated in a ritual of youth. You now have the body of a 38 years old moon elf (12 human years)</td>
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You have leveled up (x5)
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-What did you do to me. Rellik screams, his voice sounding high pitch to his ears.
-Relax, it''s for the mission. Now, why don''t you use your points, I suggest maxing out companion communication.
After doing what the old man said Rellik got a message.
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Congratulations on maxing out the companion communication skill
Bonus: Telephatic communication with your companion
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