A Tale of Kellen the Adventurer

Going to start a solo dungeon crawl based on these rules:
http://rpg.brentnewhall.com/2011/12/3-dice-dungeon-a-solitaire-dungeon-crawl-game/

I'm going to chronicle this adventure; likely not a long adventure, but I'll do my best to narrate it well.

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Ever since Kellen was a boy he knew he was destined for greatness. At an early age he was able to use his magical ability lighting candles from across the room, and even levitating his toys away to clean up (Spirit: 5). Even without his magic, he could take a punch, even outlasting the largest boy in his town during their test of strength (Body: 5). But his strongest asset was his ability to think up ways to get out of situations his magical or physical ability could not get him out of (Mind: 6). At the age of 18, he decided that a simple village life was not for him so Kellen decided to go on an adventure.

Body: 5, Mind: 6, Spirit: 5, XP: 0.

The following is a retelling of his first adventure.

(1,4,3)

Kellen gathered rumors of an abandoned dragon treasure hoard that was situated in a dungeon near town. He prepared his supplies that same night and at the break of dawn headed out through the forest. On the way, he happened upon a giant wondering about the path. He decided to set up a trap enough to distract the giant so he could pass it (Mind 6). Despite his careful preparation, his trap had sprung ahead of time. The giant had heard him and charged after him, excited at the prospect of prey to hunt. Kellen hurled a fireball at the giant (Spirit 2) and was able to hit him and dodge out of the way of the giant's charge. This time he aimed for the giant's eyes and shot another fireball (Spirit 2). The fire barely missed the giant's eyes but it had hit and distracted the giant enough for Kellen to get close and swing his sword (Body 2). His sword hit the giant's leg and as the giant was reeling back from the hit Kellen readied to attack another time (Body 4). He thrust his sword down onto the giant's foot finally finishing of the large creature for good. Upon searching the giant, Kellen found himself a magically enchanted sword. Sheathing it carefully, excited at the thoughts of creatures he would slay using this sword, he continued on his journey.

B: 5 +1/5, M: 5/6, S: 5/5, XP: 8/50.

(3 (1 exit),3,2)

While on the path, Kellen had heard a noise off to the west and decided to investigate. Upon further investigation, he had come up on a relatively large camp of ogres. He decided this was a good time to test out his newly found weapon and again prepared an ambush (Mind 3). This time, his stealth and cunning paid off and he was able to finish off one of the ogres slitting its throat with his dagger without alerting the others. Kellen decided to keep to this strategy (Mind 2) and finished off another ogre in the same way. Our hero, called to the last remaining ogre to lure it to the trap he prepared just a ways off(Mind 2). The ogre, as all ogres are, was not very smart and walked right into the pit whereupon Kellen was able to end its life using a fireball without much hassle. He searched the camp finding no notable treasure but decided to rest for a while before continuing on his journey.

B: 5 + 1/5, M: 6/6, S: 5/5, XP: 16/50.

(4 (1), 4, 4)

Trudging along through the forest, he was stopped upon seeing a rather large shadow move on the east side of the path. He was curious if perhaps another giant was around, and since he still hadn't tested out his new sword that this might be the time. What we saw though was a creature the size of a giant but made of metal instead of flesh. The large metal creature moved slowly but menacingly, and seemed to be patrolling the area. As Kellen looked from afar, he noticed that the metal giant was guarding a closed-off mine. When the creature turned its back Kellen fired a fireball at it (Spirit 4). Fortunately, the metal giant was large and easy to hit but the fireball had alerted it to his presence. He fired another as the creature turned towards him (Spirit 2) and the fire hit its torso. Kellen thought perhaps the best way to defeat a metal creature was not with a metal sword, so he skirted around the giant to flank it as best he could (Mind 5). Kellen dodged away from the giant as it ran into a tree and immediately retaliated. He fired two fireballs in quick succession hoping to end this battle once and for all (Spirit 2). The metal giant charged at Kellen once again, but his fireballs found their mark, engulfing the creature in an explosion destroying its head and torso. Since the immediate threat had been dealt with, Kellen investigated the mine entrance. Unfortunately, the mine was closed-off using a magic rune. Without such rune, opening the mine would be impossible. Kellen, disappointed that he could not explore the mine further, decided to scavenge through the metal giant's remains. As he sifted through the metal, he found a purple stone. It had a faint glow to it and as he touched it, he saw a symbol in his head. He realized this was the symbol of the rune he needed to open the mine, and was comforted with the fact that at the very least he knows what to look for to open the mine. Upon further pondering he decided the stone was also the reason why the inanimate metal giant would have gained some sort of sentience. Kellen satisfied with his mental exercise, pocketed the stone, and went back to the path, promising himself to return once he had found the rune.

B: 5 +1/5, M: 6 +1/6, S: 5/5, XP: 28/50.

(3 (3), 1, 1)

Kellen reached the end of the path and found several goblins in a large clearing. He quickly took care of the goblins (Spirit 2) using fireballs but regretted it as he was unable to loot their charred remains for anything useful. He then decided to explore west.

B: 5 +1/5, M: 6 +1/6, S: 5/5, XP: 33/50.

(3 (2), 1, 2)

Another large clearing was ahead of him stationed with more goblins. Kellen launched more fireballs (Spirit 1) and again dealt with the threat even quicker than before. However, he was more careful this time, and was able to preserve the bodies of the goblins enough to be able to loot their corpses. He found a vial containing some red fluid, which upon swirling shimmered slightly. He uncorked the vial, and tried to smell it. A peppermint-like smell emanated from the vial, stronger the more the contents are swirled. He realized he had found a Potion of Healing. He secured it in his pack and continued west.

B: 5 +1/5, M: 6 +1/6, S: 5/5, XP: 39/50, 1 Healing Potion.

(1, 5, 3)

Kellen saw a path into the forest at the end of the clearing. He was however, stopped by a large shadow that had passed over him. When he looked up, his eyes grew wide in awe of what he saw. A dragon was circling above the clearing preparing to land. Kellen dashed toward the forest path as fast as he could. But the dragon was faster, it had seen Kellen and swooped down landing between Kellen and the narrow forest path. It was a Green Dragon which had scars all across its body, and one particularly recent-looking wound on its face. Clearly, this dragon had recently been in a fight and had a history with winning most of those it gets into. Kellen decided perhaps the best course of action was to distract it enough for him to escape into the forest (Mind 5, 5, 4, 1, 6). Kellen slowly approached the dragon while talking about the majesty of the creature describing great battles the dragon must have won and great treasures he speculated the dragon had owned. The green dragon was certainly enjoying the praise and slowly letting its guard down. Unfortunately, upon the mention of treasure, it was angered. It squinted and stared right into Kellen's eyes. Kellen felt a foreign entity in his mind and realized that the dragon was trying to make him its slave. He continued to regale it with tales, approaching the dragon as if the mind control had no effect on him. Now face to face with he dragon, Kellen fell onto his knees. The green dragon content that his slave was already bowing without him issuing an order, decided to look more closely at his subject. As the dragon was nearing Kellen, Kellen whipped out his magical sword and stabbed at the creature's wound. The bowing had all been a trick (Mind 5). The dragon roared in pain and reeled back with the sword still in his cheek. The dragon charged angrily through the clearing seemingly trying to get enough speed to fly out as Kellen dodged out of its way. The green dragon tripped, fell, and skid along the grass of the large clearing. Kellen approached cautiously as the dragon twitched one last time and Kellen was finally able to reach the dragon's face. He pulled at his sword and watched as the dragon's blood dripped from it. The sword began to glow green; brighter and brighter it glowed, until Kellen had to shield his eyes. When the brightness slowly faded he looked at his sword, now no longer covered in blood as a faint green aura surrounded it. Kellen sheathed his sword satisfied with his recent victory and decided to make camp for the night.

B: 5 +2/5, M: 5 +1/6, S: 5/5, XP: 48/50, 1 Healing Potion.

(-. 2, 1)

Late into the night, Kellen was awakened by a sound. Fortunately, he was able to dodge out of the way before a goblin bashed his head in with a club. He quickly retaliated with a fireball (Spirit 3) and looked around for any more threats. At the corner of his eye, he noticed a moving shadow. He fired at the direction of the movement (Spirit 5). Kellen waited awhile for any further movement, but inferred that there were no further threats. As he was turning around, he was hit in the leg with a blunt object. A goblin had sneaked up behind him and hit him with its club. He drew his sword (Body 4) and quickly swiped at the goblin slaying it immediately. He waited and listened for a few minutes, not letting his guard down this time. Once he was satisfied, he went back to sleep.

B: 5 +2/5, M: 6 +1/6, S: 6/6, XP: 51/50, 1 Healing Potion.

The sun rose and the bright new day awakened Kellen. He ate his breakfast then packed his things, thrilled at the thought of what today's day of adventuring would bring. He looked at the dead dragon that he had slain the day previous; it gave him confidence. Slaying a dragon on his first day as an adventurer, now there's surely nothing he wouldn't be able to beat, he thought to himself. Kellen gleefully marched west following the path at the end of the clearing. He continued on, excited for whatever lies ahead.

Body: 5/5, Mind: 6/6, Spirit 6/6, XP: 1, Level: 2
Items: 1 Healing Potion, +2 Magic Sword,
+1 Tome Stone of Enlightenment.

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Final thoughts:

• I should change the status reports to have the maximum displayed as well.
  (Went back and did that lol)
• Rolling 5,6,5 at the start made the adventure too easy but it was a good story I guess :))
• Maybe the Magic Swords and the Tomes of Enlightenment are supposed to make the adventure more difficult? +1 to rolls = bad, I used them as if they increased your threshold so instead of failing at 5 Kellen would have to roll 5 +1 (now +2) in Body to fail.
• Not sure if I'll continue this (at least using this system) or I'll be starting a new one in this system with a party. It's supposedly harder with a party because you'd have to share the loot and stuff.
• Overall, I'm happy with how this turned out :D This is what I imagine me playing DnD alone would look like. Maybe next time I'll play actual DnD and have dialogue too but who knows :))
• *"How to be a Black Mage" tag = How to be an Adventurer :))

Just leaving this here.

At least, for a little bit more.

I just wanna write stuff right now. Well, type stuff. Whatever. I just want my thoughts out tonight. I don't wanna bother anyone right now because I don't feel like it's a time to bother people right now. I'm resisting the urge to chat so many people tonight; I've impressed myself really. People are online right now, but I don't want to bother myself by bothering them (if that makes sense).

What do I want to get out of my system? I find myself lacking in physical contact I think. I haven't hugged my mom recently. I should do that soon especially with my mom leaving at the end of the month. It's from my mom I really get my fix for hugs. Yeah, time I've given and received is not lacking.

I think my Magic mania has finally died down a bit, to give way to org stuff and supposedly more importantly, academics. I still really want to go look for cards to buy, because it'll help me grow my collection and because I want to spend. Buying things for oneself is really satisfying, I think. I should cut down on my expenses though because I don't my scholarship privileges this semester. I have some saved up though, so that's a great emergency plan.

I really wanna stop my search, well not stop, more like put it on hiatus, my search for love. But I really want my hug or even my holding hands fix. I can't seem to find anyone on my radar recently, so I've decided to go on hiatus I guess.

I discovered a question while talking with a friend, "Are girls oblivious to the fact that they are making guys hope?" I guess it could be asked of all people but a certain girl was our topic. I don't know the answer possibly because I am oblivious to this possible power that humans possess. Which really concludes to a "Yes" I guess. Which sucks, I guess. At least for the overthinkers and feelers. Regarding overthinkers, you can never know if you're overthinking or you're on the right track because you love open options. And all possibilities are plausible until one is taken.

I should probably go to bed soon. Maybe this could be my wind down activity. Writing... and stuff. I don't ever want to sleep in class again but I still don't have a foolproof reason. Honestly, it's my ego which makes me justify my sleeping in class. "Eh, I can catch up later." "Nothing cramming can't handle." "Lol, I'm me." I appreciate the ego boosts but most times I'd rather have the push in the better direction which is humility really. I'd like to be able to do Bio, if not for my love of learning, but to do it without feeling the need for my accomplishments to be recognized. Achievements are probably what keeps me playing, they give a sense of fulfillment, which is a really great feeling.

But I must drop my gaming this semester. New 3DS? Not this sem. Not yet. Also, probably why it's a good thing I don't have stipends this sem. The reason I'm scared of dropping gaming is that I might make it habit to NOT game which really means one thing essentially.

"I don't want to grow up. Not yet."

I'm not ready. Change is coming though. It scares me but I'm hoping I'll be thankful after all this.

Until the next one.

//so like Journal style now?
//for cataloging memories?

Money.

It makes the world go round.
It's the root of all evil.

I hate it. It's not that it's inherently evil really, it's the love for it that makes it evil. It really sucks that it makes the rules. I can't really think of a world I'd like to live in without it though. I'd just like to come home and not have to worry about any problems regarding it.

I don't want to save. I want to spend. That's what it's for. For obtaining other items for use. But investing and saying no to debt is so difficult. Instant gratification wins over almost all the time. It's horrible. I hate it. I hate the feeling of worry. I hate being uncertain. But it's become my habit, uncertainty, RNG.

I realize now why I'm a scholar. I realize now why I have to finish college. But I still don't know what I'm doing after. They say it's a problem for tomorrow you, and luckily tomorrow never comes. How to live with money? How to live without it?

I'm still just so confused. I refuse to understand its system right now, which is my fault really. I just want to

be happy.

Forget about things for a while.

I think I need to make blogging my new, do thing to start doing things.

But for now I just want to start typing so that I feel like I'm doing something worthwhile. Beware, this will be a long and rambly post, one that might not have an ending. Right now, I have no plans for this, just rambling post incoming.

I think that I like my course. Biology is fun. I'm not a fan of anatomy. Or I'm just a case of bad circumstances. Let me try to dissect my problem right now. I think I should go back to when I was struggling with Biochemistry.

I found that I didn't not like Biochemistry, it's just that I thought I didn't like it. I found it difficult because I didn't understand it. I didn't understand it because I slept in class. I slept in class because I didn't sleep at night. I didn't sleep at night (not enough sleep at least) because I was procrastinating. I was procrastinating because I found other things more interesting than the subjects I had... which leads me to believe that I don't really like my course as much as I had thought I did? Or does Biology have to have a hook for me to get interested? Shouldn't I just inherently be interested in it because I chose to love it? Am I just saturated right now?

To give light on my current state here's this paragraph / wall of text. I had to appeal to keep my scholarship back in the beginning of the semester so I was unable to register other subjects other than my Bio Majors. I didn't pre-rog because I thought "Hey, I'm a Bio Major, I can handle Bio Majors." You know like four of them, all in one sem. Hahaha. Well, past that, I could see myself studying for them, but I like to blame it on when my parent's left me for a month, to take care of the house. Seriously, I wasn't ready for that. I had to deposit checks and stuff o.o That's like the most grown-up thing I've ever done! But I learned to do that, which is cool now I guess. But I like to blame that month as the reason I never got my study habits for the semester in check. I never told my parents but sometimes I would skip my first class because I woke up late. Because I had to do requirements in the evening, you know, after handling all of the money stuff and the tutorial center. I had to handle taking care of my little brother too. Yeah, even just driving and fetching him for school was kind of a hassle. I really wasn't ready to grow up.

And I'm just not ready to grow up still. I still want to play. I think this has been the central thesis of my blog since I stopped liking her. But it also makes me appreciate my parents more because they do all this for me while I only have to worry about my studies. And that's the thing I'm not happy about right now. That's all I'm doing right now, worrying about my studies. I'm not working to get better grades, I'm not working to learn better, I'm just worrying. It's so petty, I can't even believe that I haven't gotten over it yet.

Also, I dropped a major, so I think I might be delayed, and I'm still in the red when it comes to passing my other major. One major, I actually like because it has math (maybe I could do math for my life instead?). The other major is a hassle and I've let down my groupmates far too often then what is prescribed (prescribed is to never let them down, and I've done much worse). And I have that one stray lab class. Why have I achieved such a fate? Why have I put myself in this situation?

And yet I'm still not dead. There is a reason I'm not dead. I don't know why yet. Maybe it's to finish my Biology course and to become an inspiration, or you know maybe I'll discover something Bio-related. Maybe it's just to motivate the people I've met and going to meet. Maybe it's to sacrifice myself for the people I've met and going to meet. Maybe I need to make 12 children. Maybe I need to be a radio disc jockey. Maybe I need to be a sports announcer (Dota 2 is an esport, so that probably counts). Maybe I need to be a youtuber. Maybe I need to be a game developer (indie or mainstream). Maybe I just need to fall in love. Maybe I need to finish my scholarship. Maybe I need to tweet more.

I'm not dead. I am thankful. I will contribute to the world. Not a big contribution yet. Small ones for now. I should start now. Yeah. That'd be great.

//Not re-read nor proofread.
//Unedited.

Clutter.

If there were something wrong, I'd tell you.
Since there's nothing wrong, what would I tell you?

Nothing. I can only tell you nothing.

Questions from you come and I don't have answers. So I answer I don't know. But maybe the right answer is just nothing. There was nothing to know and I knew that it was nothing so the answer shouldn't have been I don't know but nothing.

Well, that wasn't the argument anyway. You acknowledged my scholarship, you acknowledged my lack of vices, it's just that the cleanliness... then the waking up at the right time.

I know what to do. I know how to do it. I sometimes wish I didn't. I don't want to be labeled smart or intelligent, because those labels come with responsibilities, hell, all labels come with responsibilities.

Maybe I don't want that. I don't want responsibilities. Honestly, I just don't want anyone to think of me as their responsibility. I don't want to hinder anyone's growth because they're stuck worrying about me.

While we're switching topics randomly, let's have a go at this one. You know how it's unfair that your parents are cramming and you're cramming and they're telling you to not cram. I think the term is hyprocrisy? Anyway, well I figured out why it has to be this way. The previous generation is just trying to better the next generation. All the things they've done we're now doing and they're trying to prevent it from happening to us. Honestly, I don't know how I should react to this, whether to go with the flow, to be changed for the better, or to go against it, and be stubborn and remain the same.

That's it then! When faced with adversities, the instinct is to fight back. I don't want to, but I do. I don't mean to not do the things you tell me to do, it just looks something I have to fight against, anything that interferes with my easy going lifestyle is bad. It's something I can rebel against so I do.

I'm sorry for that.

I want to clean up my room, my life... and I will.



Cooling off now. I like blogging because it helps me get what I can't say out. That's probably why my voice cracks up when I do confessions because I'm not used to them being oral confessions. Also I guess the things you say did hurt because I knew they were true. I really do want to be better, hell, I want to be the best that ever was. But cleanliness is not the top priority for me. I get to cleaning around stuff. The laptop's desktop is clean, my pokeboxes are kinda clean, my schoolbags are organized-ish, my clothes are compartmentalized. It's just the table. That damn table that people can see. Really, it's all about appearances. If no one can see your good works, who can say you did good?

Let me give an opposing theory too, what if because you can see the mess it channels through your work. So messy scenery equal messy work. Hm... maybe if there were a study I would believe that. One more thing, I seem to like rules, or proof, or evidence. I just wanted to point that out.

Well thanks blogger. Hope my mom never sees this. I really ought to clean up my table now. Gahhhhhhhhhh. Fine! I'll do it. I can't go to the bowling later though because I don't want to anymore. And I won't go to the trick-or-treat tomorrow either because I didn't fix my costume in time and because currently I don't want to. And yeah live in the now, enjoy time right now. Your future is decided by your now anyway so why worry about the future. Actually screw that, don't worry about anything at all. Just do your stuff. Do it. All of it. But then more stuff comes. When will I be able to play until forever?

//END.

PS. I also like records of things that's why messy is nice. Messy means I was there, it means I've left a mark. BLAH BLAH Cleanliness can do that too -_-"

Apparently Post 309

Impressive, 2 years and this blog is relatively alive. This won't probably be the best summary of my life starting 3rd year especially since I don't blog about everything... but I'm proud that it's here and that somehow, some of my thoughts will live on. This is the first step I guess, to just write, and speak out one's mind. The next would be to actually voice out so that maybe even if only one person listens, I will have had an impact on this world.

I think I want to lead, and I want to research. And new biostat teacher is inspiring T-T

Also, apparently instead of looking for the something you truly love, you can actually just do something you can and choose to love it truly. No work is for naught, and if you work for something, you'll definitely get something' (something not necessarily equal to something'). It's growth though, definitely, or it's the start of growth.

Also, Ukulele Fever subsiding. I hope!

//or it MAY be Post 310!!! :>

It's never too late.

Procrastination. I hate procrastination. I do it all the time. Time. Something you have lots of then something you don't have when you procrastinate.

I also forgot to celebrate my first whole year with braces. Hooray or something, that I didn't starve to death and now my teeth are aligned and stuff. Just need to close the gaps I think, and maybe get rid of some wisdom teeth. I really hope no wisdom is stored in wisdom teeth. Instead, the moment they grow it's like a new piece of wisdom is added to your wisdom bank. And the tooth, or the lack of the tooth, becomes a reminder that you have gained some wisdom. But which one did you gain? Does it even matter?

Well, now, I'm done procrastinating. Hooray again, or something! :D

I WILL FINISH YOU BIO AND CHEM. ONE AT A TIME.

Oh yeah! Nice chatting with you again. Gave me an opportunity to procrastinate just a bit more so that I finally reach my "NoMoreProcrastination Threshold".

Because I need to tell someone.

Someone remind me to write a Thank you Letter to the world for putting up with my 18 years on this planet.

Today was not bad, not bad at all.

More people need to love :D