He inquired about the gear removal process and it was quite simple. He simply pulled out a tool and placed a hand over his chest and a pop up appeared and he was able to unattune to the Spear.
He spoke to the man with his idea.
He agreed and said there were a couple of ways he could craft something that he is looking for.
He could go with several different variations;
With an elemental chain that could apply those effects on hit.
He could go sound and send soundwaves through their targets bodies.
He could go plant and have living chains that could change their shape their form to better handle the situation
Chaos did the same but it would have a much higher variety of effects that could be applied.
Luck could work as well. His strikes could find critical points on their targets more easily.
He thought about it and a sound based whip seemed really interesting to him. With chain powers that he could remember that almost everyone had fire weapons but. A supersonic vibration did tremendous damage to whatever it came in contact with and elemental weapons never really appealed to him.
He decided on a 10 foot sound chain whip with a small weighted metal ball on the end that he would wear like a sash over his shoulder.
As he talked with the man he discovered that he could grab a Lesser Air Plate Mail as well that would take up 20 attunement and decided to go for another Minor Metal Shield.
As he had a moment he learned that the efficiency rating is how well you are able to use the weapon beyond your own personal ability. It also factored into how effective the skills from the weapon were as well.
“Efficiency sounds like what it is. It is how ‘well’ you are able to use something. Higher rarity items have a much higher starting efficiency and efficiency scaling. It also affects the quality of the skills in actions and how well your weapons or equipment work.”
He traded in his Luck, Soul Aspect weapon boxes and his Water Spear in exchange for reworking his boomerang, his bag and giving him the sound chain. He had to pay an additional 200 gold marks but he said it would be ready by tomorrow.
He made sure to remove all of his gold and loot coins from the bag while keeping the remaining boxes in there. As the day was beginning to turn to night he walked towards Takanka’s Rest feeling more free and clear than he had felt in days.
As he walked to the bathhouse he paid Fanny and tipped her 5 silvers as he had his clothes washed. He slipped into his padded armor as he had he brought a room and carried his plate armor there and ordered a table to himself.
This time he was served by an older Delume woman with piercings, horns and blue skin. He kept it simple and asked the waitress how much it would cost to buy a round for the Inn. She quickly said around 4 gold marks. He pulled out 4 golden marks and handed out 5 silvers for herself to buy a round for the patrons of the Inn.
After several minutes there were well over 10 waiters and waitresses handing out mugs of what looked like fresh cold beer. Each of the patrons looked around and to see who ordered it. His waitress pointed over to him at his table as several people raised mugs in his honor as they knocked them back.
Several people even came up to shake his hand or clap in the back as he saw Marissa and her group appear looking confused as people came up to him thanking him and shaking his hand.
“At the base, you didn't come across as someone who connects with the common folk.” Marissa looked at him while the rest of her crew looked at him as he motioned for them to take a seat at his table.
“What can I say? I'm just flexible like that. I just bought a round for everyone here to give back. I would like to apologize for the way I acted earlier as well. I let my bloodlust get the better of me. Get whatever you want. Everything is on me.” As soon as he said that, several of the members waved down the waiter and ordered several dishes and drinks before Marissa spoke up.
“Why are you doing this? You get your rocks off being some kind of psycho then being nice?” Marcus chuckled an actual laugh before speaking again.
“No, surprisingly for your sake I am not that cruel. I do seek to understand this world better and you can help me with this. Food and a good time for information.” Several other members of her group spoke up and introduced themselves.
“I want to know more about how the Slayer Corps works from someone who is already in it. Please don’t hold any details back positive or negative. “ A tall elf looking human with pale skin named Jamal spoke up immediately as he munched on a muffin.
“The Slayer Corp is a son of a bitch ya know. They are the main monster hunting group but unless you are a member you get roughly a half of what you would earn normally for a base member with senior members receiving smaller and smaller cuts to their missions as they tend to bring in the big bucks. If you are small fry like us either you get lucky on your first few missions or you lose more than half of the crew you started with. “ Marissa nodded and confirmed this before.
“For example with those frills you got. You could have easily sold them to an alchemist or crafter for anywhere from 40-70 silvers a piece based on the condition. What do you think the Corps is gonna do.” Marissa chuckled before continuing.
“For people like you, the corps can’t really offer much. The corps is a great place to find like minded people to get missions with as you hope to survive to become strong enough to rise through the ranks. They do have political power as they are able to dictate which problems get dealt with first outside of the guard. So if you wanted to gain renown through raising up in a faction that could be useful along with Slayers Corp bases having some of the best crafters by far. The crafters you find in the city can get you a Well Built Bonus but monster Slayer Crafters can get Exceptionally Build and even Masterwork. I even heard of a Slayer Crafter in Florro that has created several unique quality items. “
Marcus nodded as he listened to Marissa and they spoke a bit much freely to each other. Another woman named Ila spoke up. “Master Bere is a good and fair man to be honest. He has never sent recruits on suicide missions and is well liked by the people. But you?” Ila chuckled in a drunken laugh before continuing. “People think you are some weirdo from a foreign land. Some prince or something born with great potential but shitty people skills. Hell, I personally think you are a bit of an assh-”
“That’s enough Illa. I think he has the picture.” Marissa stopped her babble before turning her eyes back to Marcus and speaking again.
“That’s pretty much all we know personally. All of us joined around the same time about a year ago and are about level 10 each. We used to be a much larger group but we have gone from 12 members to 7. “ Several members raised their glasses up and began to toast their fallen friends.
Marcus nodded and continued to eat without saying too much more. His mind was deep in thought before Jamal spoke up after several minutes of everyone eating and drinking while he sat stoically eating and drinking while his eyes searched for threats around him constantly.
“You know you don’t have to be so tense man. You need to learn to live a little. I am sure with how much gear and loot you gained you are wealthy at this point. You are tall, and built like a brick shithouse. Have fun or something. You act like a serial killer. Your eyes are always moving, scanning for potential dangers.” Marissa turned and looked Jamal in the eyes before Marcus spoke up.
“Do you know how buying property works here? I am looking to rent or buy a place here when I get back in town.” Illa spoke up.
“My uncle rents out homes on the outer roots if that's what you are looking for. I doubt you can afford anything that is close to the trunk and you tend to need references from well to do people for that. We all rent a place together and live together but generally rent goes from 7- 10 gold marks for a decent place. If you want to live on the interior wall it tends to be 4-5 gold marks but a lot of those areas tend to be a bit rougher. “ With that Marcus stood up and paid the tab which was a little over a golden mark before standing up and leaving to his room to retire for the night.
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“Thank you for the information, You have given me great insight.” They each nodded at him as he left and went back to bed. As he woke up he grabbed his gear, groomed himself and went back to the crafters and learned that all of his gear had received the Well Built Bonus and looked up his new and improved gear.
Standard Boomerang of Returning[Well Built]
Base Efficiency Bonus: 24% + [20% Well Built Bonus] = 28.8%
Skill Tree: Dance of the Ethereal Hawk
Base Ability: Recall
Trigger: Mentally Activating the weapon
Energy Drain: Negligible
Description: Allows the user to say the mentally activate the boomerang and immediately teleport the boomerang from within a distance based on Mastery level of the item and the user’s Wisdom. Base Level is 150 feet.
Attunement Slots 40
Mastery 1 Ability: Phantom Hunting Grounds
Trigger: Mental Activation
Energy Drain: Medium
Description: Allows the user as they hold the Boomerang to mentally activate the skill as the area within 75 feet of the user to become a field of Ethereal Energy. While inside of the field the boomerang can be thrown from any angle inside of the field and from any direction.
Attunement Slots: 40
Standard Bag of Forceful Protection[Well Built]
Base Efficiency Bonus: 12% + [20% Well Built Bonus] = 14.4%
Skill Tree: Guardian of the Forceful Vault
Base Ability: Telekinetic Deposit Box
Trigger: Placing an item and saying the command word
Energy Drain: None
Description: This item allows the user to place items inside and assign a command. As long as the force trying to remove the item is not stronger than the user’s wisdom the item will remain unmoved. Reduces the weight of the items in the bag by a percentage of your wisdom and a quarter of your efficiency bonus to a maximum of 75 percent weight reduction.
Attunement Slots: 40
Standard Chain of Wailing Widows[Well Built]
Base Efficiency Bonus: 12% + [20% Well Built Bonus] = 14.4%
Skill Tree: Screams of the Forgotten
Base Ability: Widows Embrace
Trigger: Mentally activating the ability when the target is struck by the whip.
Energy Drain: Low
Description: As the user hits the target with the chain whip, if the target is living the target begins to hear sounds and screams of hundreds of widow’s crying at the lost of their lovers that will never return home. This lasts for a number of seconds equal to your wisdom and your Intellect. This effect is resisted by your wisdom + this weapon's efficiency vs their Wisdom.Attunement Slots: 40
Lesser Plate Mail of Rolling Winds[Well Built]
Base Efficiency Bonus: 6% + [20% Well Built Bonus] = 7.2%
Skill Tree: Deflecting Gale
Base Ability: Air Burst
Trigger: Mental Activation
Energy Drain: Medium
Description: A burst of air erupts from around the user with the force of the blast based on the equipment efficiency and the user’s wisdom. The user is unaffected by the winds.
Attunement: 20
Minor Shield of Iron Defense[Well Built]
Base Efficiency Bonus: 3% + [20% Well Built Bonus] = 3.6%
Skill Tree: Stalwart Iron
Base Ability: Iron Thorns
Trigger: Mental Activation
Energy Drain: Low
Description: The user summons metal spikes to cover the face and edges of the shield. The amount of quality of the spikes are based on the equipment efficiency and the user’s wisdom. Last for a number of seconds equal to the equipment efficiency.
Attunement: 5
“Time to try it on.”
He grinned as he picked up each piece of gear, examining them with a discerning eye until he reached the whip. This whip was an intriguing creation, composed of slender metal chains intricately wrapped in a flexible, rubbery material. At its tip, a small, flail-like metal ball dangled ominously, adding weight and menace to its design. The whip's base length appeared to be around 6 feet, but as he stepped outside and lashed it through the air, it extended impressively to a full 12 feet, then seamlessly retracted back to its original length. Holding the whip aloft, he skillfully coiled it around his torso like a sash, the metal links glinting in the sunlight as they settled into place.
He quickly made his way over to his bag, which had evolved into something more like a Hiking Backpack compared to its original Duffle Bag design. The fabric retained its deep black hue, reminiscent of its initial style, yet the arrangement of pockets had been thoughtfully improved, offering more convenience and accessibility. In addition to the enhanced layout, the material felt considerably more robust, promising greater durability and support for the journeys ahead.
The boomerang was crafted in a similar design but was notably larger, almost twice the weight and length of the typical ones he had seen before. It appeared to be well over 5 pounds, and upon closer inspection, it seemed closer to a hefty 10 pounds. The edge was much duller, reminiscent of an axe head that had been meticulously shaped into the curved form of a boomerang. Despite its size and weight, it retained an almost ethereal quality, as if it could slip from his grasp at any moment, feeling almost vapor-like in his hands.
He glanced over at his plate mail and admired the silvery sheen that caught the light, shimmering like a polished mirror. This armor was sleeker and more streamlined than some of the bulkier, more cumbersome armors he had encountered. Unlike traditional plate mail, it lacked the thick, heavy padding that often accompanied such protective gear. This design prioritized comfort and breathability, allowing for greater freedom of movement. As he slipped it on, the lightweight nature of the armor became immediately apparent, and he felt confident that he could wear it all day without any discomfort. To his surprise, the armor seemed to channel a gentle, continuous breeze, a refreshing sensation that he imagined would keep anyone inside cool and at ease.
Moving over to his metal shield. It looked like a typical heater shield made of a some kind of dull metal. As he looked at the face it had the symbol of what he imagined was the crafter’s mark which was some kind of colorfully Peacock on the front of the shield. As he picked it up and strapped it to his arm he could feel that this shield was every bit of 20 pounds. While he was strong, his new plate mail being lighter than his previous was a boon but now that his shield was 4 times as heavy would need some testing.
"Now its time to really show the world what I got.:"
