Open Book

 Rodrick, the dwarf, seemed consistent and startled when he lost sight of me. I was puzzled by his being spooked by me, but I thought he might be nervous because I was an unknown. Everyone talked to each other as we walked. I kept quiet primarily as I focused on my stats.

[Skill Stealth Lv. 7 has Upgraded.]

[(Unique) Soundless Steps Lv. 0 (Passive): Represses the noises created by the user at all times unless purposefully made. Stealth is active at all times when remaining visually hidden.]

That explains why Rodrick is so jumpy he can't hear my steps. Pinching my sleeve between my fingers, I looked at the amassed load of notifications, holding back a sigh. 

[You have cast Mana manipulation Lv. 9]

[You have leveled up Mana manipulation]

[Mana manipulation Lv. 10]

[You have cast Lesser Earth Magic Lv. 5]

[You have leveled up Lesser Earth Magic]

[Lesser Earth Magic Lv. 6]

[You have a new spell]

[{NEW} (Unique) Cutting Vines Lv. 0 (Active): Creates vines that form Metal daggers from its thorns stabbing into the target as they drag the target to a chosen location Mp cost 10 Mp.]

[You have cast Cutting Vines Lv. 0]

[Cutting Vine Lv. 0 has been broken]

[You have cast Cutting Vine Lv. 0]

[You have Killed Lv. 12 Huntsman Spider]

[Experience will be divided between fighters]

[Congratulations, you have leveled up]

When I saw my last notification, I knew I needed to look at my stats and how much Exp I would need for my next level. Soon, I'll have to focus on a primary stat, but I can't help but shake my head as I try to decide where to assign the stats.

[Status

Name: Grace Heathfield

Class: Caster

Profession: NA

Level: 10

Exp Remaining: 11,500

Exp to Next Level: 12,500]

[Stats

Strength: 19 Agility: 22 Endurance: 20 Vitality: 20 Durability: 18 Wisdom: 19 Intelligence: 26 Perception: 20 Will: 19

Points: 20]

[Stats {Updated}

Strength: 21 Endurance: 21 Agility: 24 Vitality: 22 Durability: 20 Wisdom: 21 Intelligence: 28 Perception: 22 Will: 21]

Okay, so hopefully, this is all I need to do about my Status.

[Status {RESTORED} {UPDATED}

Name: Grace Heathfield

Level: 10

Hp: 220/220 

Mp: 283/283

Sp: 235/235

Stats

Strength: 21 Endurance: 21 Agility: 24 Vitality: 22 Durability: 20 Wisdom: 21 Intelligence: 28 Perception: 22 Will: 21

Spells

(Basic) Mana Manipulation Lv. 10

(Common) Lesser Earth Magic Lv. 6

(Unique) Cutting Vines Lv. 0 

(Uncommon) Detection Lv. 9

(Uncommon) Lesser Resistance Lv. 6

(Common) Analyze Lv. 10

Skills

(Unique) Soundless Steps Lv. 0 

(Rare) Level Gap Lv. 1

(Rare) Danger Sense Lv. 4

(Rare) Language Comprehension Lv. Max

Titles

Weak Survivalist

Monster Slayer]

Rodrick

The young woman introduced herself as Grace. She didn't talk much, though I didn't know what to think of her. She is so quiet that I can't tell where she is when she steps behind me. It makes me jumpy. At some point, she stopped talking, staring into space as she followed us, although I could tell she was most likely looking at her Status Screen. However, part of me doubts her story if it wasn't for the fact that most of her expressions are like an open book.

"So, do you plan on joining our camp if things work out for you?"

Clara asked and looked at Grace, who looked down before answering.

"I don't know."

Outside the Trial

Standing alone in a field of reeds and thorns, a single entity with an odd amalgamation of limbs stared into the open lands, its fingers elongating and shrinking as if they were lungs. Expanding and contracting. A dripping sound passed through the field as the monstrosity lurched forward, tearing through the foliage and making the dripping louder. Soon, an unseen clash occurred as bile and intestines burst across the field. The entity fell apart like a puppet with its strings cut. Its odd limbs rotted away as bile, and a sickly sweet scent of rotting fruit coated the landscape. The being that slaughtered the entity floated above the ground, its limbs morphing into the shape of a short young man with silver eyes.

"I wonder when I'll interact with those new toys."