Chapter 7

"Status"

__________Status__________

Name: Corven Cain

EXP Points: 69.5

Health: 100/100

Mana: 100/100

STR: 11

AGI: 10

CON: 11

VIT: 10

INT: 10

WIS: 10

LUK: 10

Tabs- Inventory, Drawing Panel

"About halfway there, hopefully if this trap works ill have enough to get the tattoo." says Corven as he looks down his curved hole trap.

Hopping in to continue his work, he brings out his digging stick and starts beating the ground, storing any clumps of dirt that come lose.

Working quickly, it doesn't take but until the middle of the day before hes managed to get another 4 feet deep in the entirety of the trap.

"Damn I forgot to collect sticks...". Says Corven in frustration and exhaustion.

Bringing out piles of dirt so he can climb out, He starts looking around for enough sticks for what he has planned.

'Hm, these look like they'll work.' thinks Corven as he picks up some sticks.

Walking around to pick up any sticks he can, he comes across some fruit bushes.

Picking one up, Corven thinks about taking some.

'These were some of the fruits left by the Turtle-Boars...I can't keep eating meat, I need fruits and vegetables to stay well and active..'Thinking this, Corven bites into the yellow spotted apple looking fruit.

*CRUNCH*

'....It...tastes like bananas?'

With a confused look, he grabs some more of them and stores them for later.

"I think I'll call them banapples." Corven says out loud as he continues finding sticks of all different kinds.

When he has a large amount in his inventory, he heads back to his trap.

Sitting on a large rock, he takes out a stick and unsheaths his knife, carving the tip into a sharp point.

'If i can make a few dozen of these, I can fit them in in small intervals, ensuring there's at least damage to whatever falls in.'

'I just have to dig holes to stand the spears up in, and make a light covering so nothing will notice and fall through it.'

Confirming his plan, Corven spends the time making spears, without thinking about it too much, he decides to make 51, which should be enough to cover the bottom in intervals, with extra sticks ready if he needs more, and allowing him to have another spear to replace his old one.

It doesn't take to long to get them done, though none are perfect by any means, they'll do the job when it comes to it.

So with his digging stick, he digs holes about a foot and a half deep, across the curved hole trap, placing the spears inside and filling them back with dirt, making sure to beat them back into place, and after hes done, he uses some thin and frail sticks to make fragile coverings to place on top of the hole, and leaving to grassy areas, he stores moss and cuts up strips of grass, and stores as many leaves as he can find.

When he gets back, he carefully places the moss and grass ontop of the coverings, making sure no holes are visible, and then he throws the leaves around, and adjusts them to make it look more natural.

After hes done, he has a pretty solid spiked pit.

"Now I just need to find the boars and lead them here, with the EXP I get from them, I should have enough to make the tattoo, and ill get to use it on all of the bodies, though just when I'm safe cause of the debuff."

"Now just to find them.." he says as he looks towards the sun.

"I suppose I should wait till tomorrow, I need to rest after finishing the trap and get something to eat anyways." he says as he chuckles to himself slightly.

Taking a banapple out of his inventory, Corven sinks his teeth into it as he walks back to his cave, only stopping by the river to fill his big leaf with water, and resetting a trap after catching another horned rabbit, storing them both.

It doesn't take long to get there from his trap, and when he does, he brings out some wood logs and his old spear to help the fire burn.

Poking around and moving some embers, the fire eventually lights and is blazing strong.

With it acceptable, Corven takes out some of the Turtle-Boar meat and skewers it on some sticks, letting it cook over a fire.

*GROWLSSSS~*

Watching the meat in anticipation with a heavy drool, Corven waits patiently for when he can eat.

With it feeling like forever since he had pork, hes excited to have some after all of his hard work these past couple of days.

The meat slowly cooks, juices drip off the meat into the fire, causing a soothing sizzle, it feels like forever for him, but when its done Corven excitedly grabs it and cuts it apart with his knife.

Cutting into the meat, he watches as steam slowly comes out of it, revealing a nice white texture inside the crispy slightly chard exterior.

Stabbing a small stick into it, he cuts a piece off with his knife, slowly lifting it up to his mouth to blow on it to cool it off, and finally puts it in his mouth.

'It taste like pork but it feels just like fish...'

Ignoring the oddness of the new meat, he takes his time to enjoy it, he eats it slowly along with the banapple, slowly savoring the taste of both, while making sure to enjoy his water.

By the time he's finished, he's incredibly satisfied and full.

"*SIGH* It may be cruel to say, but food you kill and process yourself really is the best..."he says as he lays down while rubbing his stomach.

"If only this moment could last forever.*yawns*"

Corven looks on the wall next to his bed, and using his knife, puts another mark next to the first.

"Tomorrow ill have to look around and find the boars, they can't be too far if this is their territory, I *YAWNS* suppose I'll head back to the pond and track them from there or wait it out till they come back." says Corven sleepily as he drifts off to sleep.

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A couple hours after dark--

{+0.5 EXP}

{+0.5 EXP}

{+1 EXP}

Waking up to a slow but loud stream of EXP notifications, Corven groggily looks at them, trying to ignore the dings as he covers his ears and sleeps.

"..Oh my God thank you but please shut up..."

he says as he slowly drifts back to sleep as he gets used to the noise.