Escape 1

Name: Shessefe

Titles: thief, merciless killer

Race: human

Level: 4/10

(Exp: 1/120)

Age: 13

Status: tired, determined

Hp: 20/20

Mp: 10/10

Stamina: 50/100

Strength: 3

Agility: 4

Perception: 5

Vitality: 10

Intelligence: 5

Wisdom: 2

Endurance: 6

[SKILLS]

1: gift of tongues

(Can instantly speak, read and write in any language.)

2: minor sneak

(Can go unnoticed by anyone bellow your level for a short amount of time.)

3: minor night vision

(When in a dark place user can slightly see better than the average person.)

4: violent stab

(Violently stab your opponent until you feel satisfied with the result.

Cost: 3 stamina)

5: minor parry

(Can parry an attack, requires a lot of effort

Cost: 2 stamina )

6: slash

(A heavy attack meant for dealing lots of damage when using a blade of any kind

Cost: 5 stamina)

Status points: 6

"Ding"

"Due to constant observation you have learned the skill minor all seeing eyes!"

7: minor all seeing eyes

(Can see basic information when concentrating on something/someone)

When the message ended I tried out my new skill. The first thing I looked at was the shivering lump of people in the corner over their heads you could their names and age.

Over the oldest looking one was,

Name: Sharla

Age: 15

"Ding"

"Side quest available: rescue the rest of the children!!

Reward: 50 exp

Y/N"

I decided to except seeing as it wouldn't do any harm. After my first attempt at approaching them it was evident that this wasn't going to be the easiest thing to do.

Noticing them staring at the bloodied knife I instantly came to a realization and threw the knife a couple of feet to my left. Next I raised my hand out in front of me and slowly moved towards them. When I got close they flinched and hid their faces. To all of their surprise instead of hitting them I started patting the girl named Sharla, head. In a calm and soothing voice I said, "it's alright, I'm not here to hurt you."

Almost instantaneously they all burst into tears and the girl buried here face into my chest while crying uncontrollably.

"There, there let it all out." I said soothingly

After hearing those words her crying intensified even more. After many long minutes of continuous crying I managed to calm them all down, "Can you tell me how you got here?"

When listening to each of their stories the thing that stood out was how they all described the wealthy looking man that had approached me.

"He must have used tracking magic!" I thought aloud

When I realized what I did I blushed slightly and continued to tell them about the rather simple magic that could be attached to an item and be traced back to its location.

When I was out on the streets I would often hear many things about magic. One in particular would be used by hunters when they infused mana into their arrow heads. If their pray hadn't died by the first arrow or like dear would run for a short while before finally dying.

After hearing their stories I was infuriated how could I have so easily fallen for something so simple.

Although I was mad I knew it wasn't a smart idea to just rush in blindly. I figured that the man would be wondering what was taking his Lackeys so long. I decided on a sneak attack. After a short while he would realize that there was something was wrong and would be forced to Come and see what was taking so long.

...

As predicted he came just a few minutes later with two more of his lackeys that were at least a foot taller than the last two. Both had massive builds with bulging muscles and carrying massive swords. When I saw this my confidence soared through the roof. With swords like that it would be hard to maneuver in such an enclosed space. They neither seemed very bright or fast which boasted my confidence even more, the only thing I was worried about was the rich man and his magic which I was right to assume.

...

Flavious Einsefeild POV: (rich man)

A few minutes earlier:

Where are those dolts. I gave them very simple instruction that even a child could understand, I swear if they they touched those children I will personally executed them. It took me several weeks to find a buyer to takes these nuisances off of my hands!

It's been five minutes since I sent them down and they still haven't returned.

That is it! They will die today! "Scren, Bren your with me!" When Scren opened the door the smell of iron hit me like a brick wall. I immediately told the two oafs to stay on guard as something was amiss.

When we got to the bottom of the stairs and looked to the cell the bodies of Trent and Cam were face down. I cursed myself for thinking they could do anything.

...

Shessefe's POV

My plan was rather simple yet effective, I would hide in the clump of children and when they got within attacking range I would strike going after the one closest to me slicing his tendons with the dagger and short sword disabling them permanently. After ending his life I would go after the second man effectively killing him and leaving the wizard without close range support.

When the rich man entered and noticed the bodies he walked over to them and started to kick and swear at them. He then ordered to two oafish looking people to grab us and bring us up stairs.

The plan was going even better than I had thought it would. As soon as he got close I bolted through his legs and as if something was guiding me I activated slash. Soon after he fell to the ground and I activated the skill violent stab. I now noticed that when I activated this skill a sadisticly sick smile formed on my face I wasn't to happy about it but it got the job done.

"DING"

"+145 exp you have leveled up!"

When I was finished the first one to speak was the rich man, " Y-y-you how dare you! Bren K-kill her!"

When I heard this I glared at him with all my might an he flinched backward, "eep" a small sound escaped his lips. Satisfied with the results my smile grew even wider.

"DING"

"You have learn the skills bloodlust and intimidation!"

Soon after the message ended a very large sword could be seen flying towards my head. I immediately put my blades in front of me in a sort of parallel fashion to block the attack. After the death of his brother the man had obviously gone into a berserk state. After realizing what was going on the rich man started to conjure what I assumed would probably be some kind of fire ball as it was one of the smaller scale spells that would be useful in such an inclosed space.

The next attack came swiftly as I narrowly avoided being cut in half. As soon as I avoided the first attack another came but this time it was an arrow made of fire, I instantly felt a sharp pain run through my arm as the arrow melted my flesh. Again the sword was swung at me. I just barely avoided losing my arm and instead a long gash could be seen running up my left arm.

While the giant man was swinging his sword back for another attack I took my chance and lodged my dagger into his gut and twisted. He immediately dropped his sword falling to his knees and grabbed his gut. Once again I took my chance and plunged the short sword through his throat. All color disappeared from his face as I continued to cleave through the left side of his neck. Buckets of blood poured out of his as he lay cold on the floor.

"DING"

"+161 exp you have leveled up!"

In the direction of the wizard there was a new smell, it seemed he had pissed himself. After I removed the dagger from his stomach his intestines started pouring out of the open wound. I stared blankly at the body of the man. On the streets and back alleys I had seen much worse and had grown accustomed to it at that point.

After staring blankly at the corpse for a good minute I forced the most cutesy smile I could. On the streets I practiced for hours trying to get this good at it. It had gotten me out of many precarious situations and had turned out to be a very helpful skill to have.

Wearing that same smile I walked over to the rich man and knelt down to meet his eyes. "Now, let's see what you have to offer!" I said in a high pitched cutesy voice.