ã€ŠUnit Forge: A war orphan's struggleã€‹ Another rough day In the land of Adesta, war is an every day occurance. Nations rise up, expand, and often fall within a single generation. Though the gods of Adesta provide their people with much of what they require, the petty squabbles of both mortal and deity lead to never ending war. As a result of this no nation is ever without its refugees. Men, women, and children displaced from their lives and moving with the hope of starting a new life somewhere else. Few ever escape this situation, simply fleeing from one war torn country to another. Though there are a lucky few that manage to make a name for themselves and earn a place in there adoptive home. In one small country that''s currently fighting a losing war with its neighbors. A budding community made up of these refugees has built a tented community of just over 500 people outside a mine. The people of this community make their living by traveling into the mine and risking the dangers of monsters, cave-in''s, and their fellow miners to gather ore to sell. In one ragedy tent, barely more then a thick canvas draped over a tree branch, sleeps a young boy of 11. His hair and face are covered in dirt giving it all a uniform black appearence and his clothing is no better.This boy''s name is Zet. Zet is slightly famous among community for having been a refugee for a great deal longer tha most. He began his life as a refugee at the tender age of 3, being passed from one family to another untill he was considered old enough to take care of himself at nine. While Zet has been with the community longer then most, he is known most commonly as Zet the Weak. He is weaker then he should be for his age. He is neither fast, nor strong, nor is he seen as tough, intelligent, or wise. He is in all ways a below average kid with the bad luck of having a unique skill that makes it difficult for him to grow stronger. Most kids Zet''s age have already used their experience to grow their skills. Zet however has been unable to. His Unique skill, Unit Forge, grants him the ability to call forth a small metal golem that is even weaker then he is. additionally the creature, that he has named "Bot" since thats what his menu keeps calling it, consumes his exp any time it is created, as well as while it is actively in use. Bot is unable to fight, carry heavy loads, or travel great distances from Zet, though he is rather useful at handeling the more mundane tasks such as cleaning or carrying lighter items. As the morning routine of the community kicks off, Zet wakes up with a sigh, he does not want to move around today . The prior day he had been bruised a bit due to the tunnel he was using to mine ore collapsing. To make matters worse his bot had been crushed in the collapse and he would have to summon it again before he could set out.

Name:	Zet
Class:	None
Level:	0
Exp:	95/100
Skills:	None
Unique Skill:	Unit Forge

Unit Forge - 0/10000 unit allowance 0/1

Grants the ability to use EXP to create and command loyal units.Unauthorized duplication: this narrative has been taken without consent. Report sightings. Available Units: Base Unit - 50 Exp - 1Exp/Hr Unit has minimal capabilities, recommend for use in mundane unskilled tasks, primary advantage, low exp maintenance cost.

Exp came from performing many things, mining being one of the more profitable sources Zet could pursue as he was. He had been hoping to get enough to purchase a skill to lessen his reliance on the bot for carrying his belongings. Zet could carry his tools and supplies into the mines himself, but doing so would leave him quite exhausted before he even reached an ore node. Bot, while physically weaker then Zet seemed to have limitless stamina so long as it drained his exp each hour. As he ate a breakfast of overripe fruit from a nearby tree, Zet activated his skill and spent another large chunk of his exp to recreate his bot. "Other people get to fly or teleport or summon weapons with their unique skill, and here I get a nearly useless metal golem that eats my exp..., if it didnt cost so much to summon you i might break you myself.." he said with barely any emotion. Bot came into being as the exp Zed had earned the previous week drained away. He then handed the bot the tool sack and other supplies he would need. Needing to get started early today, he would need to find a new node to replace the one he just lost, and start trying to make back all the exp he had just spent. With a little luck Zet was hoping to earn enough money to get some decent food. Entering the mine early enough that most people still hadnt finished their breakfast, Zet made his way down to his origional tunnel before starting his search for a new unclaimed node. After what seemed like hours of searching he came across a newly exposed node of shiny metal that looked like copper. Retrieving his pickaxe from bot procceded to scratch around the node trying to find an appropriate place to crack some of the material loose. After finding his spot he took a hard swing at the node and heard a pleasant cracking sound that told him he had chosen the right spot. It would take him some time and quite a few more good swings to pry the ore loose, but he had lucked out this morning. Hours passed as Zed smashed away at the ore node. Others wondered by and offered to help but he declined, he needed the exp he would get from this node almost more than he needed the money for food. Near ehausted he heard a loud crack as the lump of metal he has been digging at fell from the wall, and landed right on his foot! +10 EXP! Shouting in pain Zed fell back and nursed his freshly crushed foot with one hand as he grabbed the ore with the other he watched as the metal on the walled seemd to shift and change as the node seemed to repair itself. Resources always restored themselves, but occasionally the node would move. Zed was about to start mining at the node again when he heard an all to familure rumbling sound. Grabbing his piece of ore, he rushed out with bot following close behind, escaping the new tunnel just as it, as his previous tunnel had, collapsed right onto bot, this time taking his food supplies with it. Rumors of a monster in the mines spread that night for many had heard the loud angry incoherent screaming that followed echo through the halls. Back to the Garden Zet awoke in his tent, still frustrated with the loss of even more EXP with Bot¡¯s repeat destruction. He laid on the ground under his tent contemplating what actions he should take now. On one hand he had barely enough exp to summon bot again, but not enough to sustain him for very long. On the other he could not go mining without the assistance that Bot provided. ¡°Looks like it¡¯s back to harvesting fruit for a while¡±, Zet spoke aloud, only to reinforce his present situation. Fruit harvesting was in many ways easier, and safer then going into the mines, however it provided substantially less exp and anything harvested had to be shared with the community. Taxes shouldn¡¯t exist for people in this situation, but food was one area the strongest members of the community put their hands in. Any who went gathering food of any kind had to pay tribute to the group that managed the defense of the community. If you refused to pay, they would simply bar you from entry and if you managed to sneak back in, they would beat you before throwing you back out again. Zet opened his status for a moment.

Name:	Zet
Class:	None
Level:	0
Exp:	51/100
Skills:	None
Unique Skill:	Unit Forge

¡°Only 51 Exp, I was hoping to make 100 exp yesterday and finally get a skill, but the mines are just to dangerous for both me and bot right now. I can get maybe 3 exp per day harvesting and get food to eat, but no money will come of it¡±. Zet made his way to the communal garden. The community grew the majority of its food here. ¡°Good morning Madam garden keeper¡± ¡°Good morning Zet, I take it your trip to the mines didn¡¯t work out how you hoped?¡± ¡°No Maam, any plots open for me to work in today?¡± ¡°Your normal plot is still reserved Zet, just so you know though Limurt was asking for it, he seems to think all the good food growing there had something to do with the plot and not how well you tended it.¡± ¡°I still think your using your ability to somehow make food I grow better; I just tend the plot¡± ¡°Yes but you put more effort and diligence into taking care of your plants then any of the others, even the ones with the gardening skills don¡¯t work as hard as you do¡± ¡®yea I have to work that hard just for three measly exp¡¯ Zet thought to himself. This refugee community was lucky in that one member had a power that caused plants to grow more quickly around her. Many crops grew to maturity in days instead of months, though it required dedicated constant tending to keep them from growing in unwanted ways. Returning to his regular plot Zet found that his apple trees had already grown too much and were now blocking the light from the other plants in his area. Starting with trimming those he worked his way through the area trimming branches, removing weeds, and disposing of anything that was unhealthy or damaging to the crop. After a solid fourteen hours of work Zet found himself having gained not three, but five exp for his trouble.Unauthorized duplication: this narrative has been taken without consent. Report sightings. Returning with his harvest he gave a third of his harvest to the garden keeper, which was the fee for using her garden, and afterwards delivered a remaining third to guardsmen¡¯s area. Most of the guards were appreciative of Zet¡¯s arrival because his food was often better than the other tributes they received. For this reason, there was always a guard stationed not far from Zet¡¯s tent, officially because it was an area near the edge of the encampment and the guard was there to fend off any beasts that wandered in. Unofficially some of the veteran guards liked to look out for Zet, as he had been with the group longer than any of them and contributed much to the community the last 2 years that he had been without a family. ¡°Thank the gods, good food is back on the menu!¡± said an older man as he slid his half-eaten dinner to the side. ¡°I know your trying to level up Zet but losing your food kills the morale around here you know.¡± Dropping off the guard¡¯s sack of food Zet sat and ate with them, telling them his recent stories of trouble in the mines and tragic loss of his hard earned exp that resulted from it. ¡°You have some bad luck with mines it seems. Two cave-ins¡¯ in two days is nearly unheard of. You should stay out of there, for the sake of the other miner¡¯s as much as your self.¡± ¡°Unless I can find another way to make some money I need to mine. I¡¯ve nearly grown out of these cloths and the merchants wont trade food for clothing. Not to mention I need to buy some books.¡± ¡°Ahh yes you were planning to go mage as I recall, not a bad plan given your innate frailty but maybe you should try some of the other jobs, We could use someone to help skin the beasts we hunt, the leather we get from those trade for a decent bit, I could see you claiming a portion of that if you prove to be as good at skinning carcasses as you are at tending plants.¡± That was an idea, Zet thought about it before agreeing to return the next day for lessons. The following morning Zet returned to the garden to re-tend his plot earning himself three more EXP in the process. Finishing around lunch he made his way to the guard¡¯s area and was led to the processing tent. Inside were several people dismantling animal carcasses and preparing them for storage and eventual consumption. Zet cringed a little as he watches some of them roughly tares the animal apart to get at the meat, ruining the fur in the process. Zet didn¡¯t know anything about proper animal skinning, but he could tell that was the wrong way to do it. Being shown to a woman he hadn¡¯t met before he watches as she walked around a table with a near perfect animal hide laying separated from the meat. ¡°Zet this is Candice, Candice, Zet, he¡¯s hear to try his hand at animal skinning, I figure he should learn from the best¡± ¡°You know I don¡¯t have time to be training an apprentice!¡± ¡°He¡¯s the one that grows your favorite grapes¡± ¡°Then he should stay in the garden!¡± ¡°He is classless and skillless and you know how little exp gardening grants¡± That gave her pause,¡±classless and skillless and he grows the best food in the encampment?¡± ¡°Apparently he puts in more work than most¡± ¡°For one EXP per day no one wants to put in effort¡± ¡°I get three per day Maam, five today because my patch hadn¡¯t been tended in a few days¡± Both the guard and Candice stopped and stared at him for a moment. ¡°Kid the amount of work people put in to get a single EXP a day out of gardening is already a lot. Six hours of boring manual labor even with the skill¡± Candice said ¡°I¡¯ve watched my neighbors Maam, most don¡¯t do half of what they are supposed to, and all I know is what Miss Gardenkeeper taught me.¡± ¡°Tell you what Zet,¡± she said with a bit of respect in her voice. ¡°Tomorrow morning you let me watch you tend your plot and I¡¯ll take you on as my apprentice today. And thus, began Zet¡¯s apprenticeship.

Name:	Zet
Class:	None
Level:	0
Exp:	59/100
Skills:	None
Unique Skill:	Unit Forge