Chapter 18: The Outpost
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake had to quickly sweep away the notifications mentally as they filled his vision. It was an amazing haul and he hadn’t even looked at his stat gains or the items he picked up yet.
<span style="font-weight:400">The Gnolls had been a treasure trove of experience and equipment for him, he thought; the rivering into his vision. Drake checked the surroundings for any signs of monsters and when he found none, he looked over at his now itching shoulder. Surprised that it was slowly but visibly healing and recing small fibers of muscle that had been blown off earlier. It was weed that he was healing but seeing the process was objectively grotesque.
<span style="font-weight:400">After some traveling he finally arrived at the river bed, looking at the pristine flowing water. Drake sighed in relief, touching his shoulder again to see the progress. When he saw that it had stopped bleeding and a scar was forming, he jumped into the river and began scrubbing himself down.
<span style="font-weight:400">He drank some water to refresh himself, and then moved to the shoreline to dry off in the sun.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake sat on a nearby rock and pulled up his status ready to distribute his free stats now that he''d gotten an idea of what he wascking.
<b>[Drake Wallen]</b>
<b>[Race: Human]</b>
<b>Tutorial Alias [Shot]</b>
<b>[Base ss: Mage x Warrior] [Unique] Level 5</b>
<b>[Vitality] 163</b>
<b>[Strength] 121</b>
<b>[Dexterity] 101</b>
<b>[Intelligence] 266</b>
<b>[Wisdom] 166</b>
<b>[Endurance] 101</b>
<b></b>
<b>[Free Points] 127</b>
<b>[Skills] Basic Mana Bolt [Level NA] Basic Heavy Strike [Level NA]</b>
<b>[Titles] First Blood, Two versus One, One vs Many, Monkey yer, Living on the Edge, Close Call, Dead Man Walking, Dual ss, Punching Up, Improbability, Dog Hater, Rounded</b>
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake scoffed at his pooled Free Points, as it was over the amount of some of his stats.
<span style="font-weight:400">He looked at the new title that had appeared with a displeased look. "I’m not a dog hater! Those things were just dog-like!" Drake shouted into the air.
<b>[Dog Hater]</b>
<b>[y 10 harmless dog-like Gnolls. +5% Damage to Gnolls]</b>
<b></b><span style="font-weight:400">Drake sighed,pletely worn out and didn’t want toin anymore to waste time.
<span style="font-weight:400">Looking back over his stats as he distributed his Free Points. He knew what stats he wanted to improve on after the fight. He wasn’t strong enough in magic to pierce the Gnoll’s shields without a staff to amplify his damage. And he was only barely nimble enough to fight his way through those closebat fights. So he decided to increase his Intelligence and Dexterity by arge margin. Then evened out his Strength and Wisdom to keep his melee damage and mana regeneration.
<b>[Drake Wallen]</b>
<b>[Race: Human]</b>
<b>Tutorial Alias [Shot]</b>
<b>[Base ss: Mage x Warrior] [Unique] Level 5</b>
<b>[Vitality] 163</b>
<b>[Strength] 151</b>
<b>[Dexterity] 151</b>
<b>[Intelligence] 301</b>
<b>[Wisdom] 179</b>
<b>[Endurance] 101</b>
<b></b>
<b>[Free Points] 0</b>
<b>[Skills] Basic Mana Bolt [Level NA] Basic Heavy Strike [Level NA]</b>
<b>[Titles] First Blood, Two versus One, One vs Many, Monkey yer, Living on the Edge, Close Call, Dead Man Walking, Dual ss, Punching Up, Improbability, Dog Hater, Rounded</b>
<b></b><span style="font-weight:400">"Nice, this is looking pretty good. Now I better look over the stones and equipment to see if there’s anything I can use before I go back there," he thought aloud, "That was thergest pack yet, and I don’t think that was just a coincidence. I want to go back and try to figure out what was going on there...."
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake opened up his inventory and checked the various items and stones he managed to pick up this time.
<b>[Skill Stone: Ranger] [Umon]</b>
<b>[Unlocks a random Skill from the Ranger tree.]</b>
<b>[Requirement: Have at least one or more open Skill Slots and a Ranger Main Tree or Sub-tree Branch Unlocked.]</b>
<b></b><span style="font-weight:400">Drake had gotten only two of these, so he suspected they came from the crossbowmen. The word Ranger kinda screamed Ranger type ss, and would exin how they may have been able to gain insight to where he had been from so far away.
<span style="font-weight:400">He''d also gotten a few more Strength Skill Stones, which also made sense. But his crown jewel for the fight was certainly thest stone he had picked up.
<b>[Skill Stone: Mage] [Umon]</b>
<b>[Unlocks a random skill from the Mage tree.]</b>
<b>[Requirement: Open Skill Slot. Have a Mage Based Main ss-tree unlocked]</b>
<b></b><span style="font-weight:400">The rest of the loot wasn’t too notable, he had picked up a few more pairs of leather pants and chests, and a cloak. Some shields that he picked up he tried on but quickly put back into his inventory, as they had to be held so he wasn’t able to cast magic while holding both it and his sword.
<span style="font-weight:400">But there was an honorable mention because of what the description said.
<b>[Sturdy Pickaxe] [Common]</b>
<ul>
<li><b>1 to 12 Physical Damage</b></li>
</ul>
<ul>
<li>1 to 4 Magical Damage</li>
</ul>
<ul>
<li>Attack Speed: Slow</li>
</ul>
<ul>
<li>Cast Speed: Slow</li>
</ul>
<ul>
<li>A sturdy looking pickaxe that is used to mine out various ores, jewels, and material.</li>
</ul>
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake pondered for a moment on the subtle hint of confirmation the description gave. If there was a Mine somewhere that would make sense that he had killed a ‘Miner’ Gnoll. And Drake wondered what had happened to all the various minerals that would be there now that mana was involved.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake’s eyes turned to dor signs as he thought of the possibilities of getting to an undiscovered mine.
<span style="font-weight:400">While he waited for his clothes to dry he practiced casting his Mana Bolts for half an hour firing them into the river. What he was trying to do was shorten his cast like he had seen the Gnoll Mage do but every time he tried to omit a word from the cast. It wouldn’t activate, but he was able to feel his mana flow towards his hand so he wasn’t sure what the roadblock was.
<span style="font-weight:400">Finally stopping after several attempts of failure, pulling out the Mage Skill Stone for a moment to roll it around in his hand. Maybe the Skills he would get from this would be the answer. If so he may be stuck just having to wait.
<span style="font-weight:400">After a few more minutes he was adequately dried and ced the stone back into his inventory running back in the direction he hade from.
<span style="font-weight:400">When he arrived at the scene of hisst fight, he slowed to a crawl, as he saw a lone Miner Gnoll.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake waited a moment to see if it was a part of a group. And after a minute, the Gnoll wasn’t joined by any others. It had gone from body to body apparently looking for dropped gear or stones as when it didn’t find anything it turned away and headed back somewhere.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">Perfect. Now take me to your leader, small dog type thing. Drake thought.</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">He began to follow the Miner Gnoll from a moderate distance, moving at a brisk pace through the forest. The Gnoll moved with purpose to what Drake hoped would be a mountain of treasure for him to take, in both loot and experience.
<span style="font-weight:400">After what felt like forever, the blueish gray peaks of a mountain came into view between the tree leaves. Drake smiled as he kept pace with the monster making sure to be far enough away that it hopefully wouldn''t notice him. Eventually the treeline broke and Drake halted to a stop.
<span style="font-weight:400">The Gnoll ran past the treeline and made a run for what looked like an old wooden outpost. Drake was amazed at what he was looking at, his eyes following the direction of the Gnoll. A small fortress built of wood was covering the side of the mountain base. There were small guard towers filled with Ranger and Mage Gnolls.
<span style="font-weight:400">The Miner Gnoll ran to arge Gate where there were a pair of Gnoll Warriors. Drake watched as they seemed to converse, the Miner Gnoll pointing back into the forest.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">Had it noticed him and led him here on purpose? Drake wondered. Better safe than sorry. I’ve got a few tricks up my sleeve if I know they’reing.</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake began taking out the extra pairs of leather, iron armor and weapons he hadying around. And quickly began cing them around him. He then began to rub dirt all over his person, and finally took out thest item.
<b>[Battered Cloak NG] [Common]</b>
<b>[Offers no physical or magical protection, just a normal cloak that may help obscure your face and physical build.]</b>
<b></b><span style="font-weight:400">Drake put on the cloak that he had rubbed dirt on as well, hoping to mask his smell, and quickly got into a tree to scope out the Gate.
<span style="font-weight:400">The Miner Gnoll and the Warriors were no longer there, and the gate was closed. But soon the gate reopened and revealed arge group of 20 Gnolls streaming out in front of the gate. They began lining up in wait for something.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake’s body began to shiver as a Gnoll with ck Spots Marking its gray body walked out of the gate. It had been twice the size of the other Gnolls, and was wearing metal armor that was obviously better than the crude iron the Apes had worn. It had a colonial conquistador-esque hat on its head, and hand spiked metal gauntlets covering both its hands.
<span style="font-weight:400">There was an aura of power being exuded from the monster that Drake could feel from here. He looked on as the Bigger Gnoll began barking and pointing at the others, then suddenly looked into the forest meeting Drake’s gaze.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake again shuddered. Not sure if the monster had actually looked at him, but held the monster’s gaze. After a few seconds the Gnoll’s mouth creased back and showed itsrge white canines. It <i><span style="font-weight:400">had</i><span style="font-weight:400"> seen him. It pointed again to the treeline this time, and the Gnolls formed a straight line with the shield users in front with the rangers, and mages behind them. The Large Gnoll bringing up the rear.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake smiled in nervous anticipation, "Come and get me then, mutt."