Fangs and Claws

Character Status

Name: Ouroboros

Race: Myriad Hydra

Title: N/A

Class: N/A

Age: 19

Level: 1 (0/100exp)

Status: Healthy

Health: 125/125

Mana: 50/50

-Attack: 60

-Defence: 40

-Dodge: 38

-Strength: 5

-Endurance: 10

-Agility: 10

-Dexterity: 9 

-Intelligence: 5

-Wisdom: 5

-Charisma: 9

-Luck: 1

-Free Points: 0

-Fame: 20

-Skills: Regeneration (Innate Racial), Appraisal (Innate), Poison Blood (Innate Racial), Poison Resistance (B), Serpents Eye (Innate)

-Equipment: Arachne (Unique)

Ouroboros had a small but proud smile as he stared at his stats. He had done his homework prior to jumping into the game. As a starting point, a base stat of 5 was considered the average for an adult. So having an Endurance of 10 meant that he had the ability to endure pain twice that an average person would be able to take. 

 Attaching the large spool of thread to his waist, he left his cottage. He had a job to do. He wanted to make contact with the Gattioni family and work out an alliance with them to help take down his family. He didn't dare imagine that he would be able to get away from this scott free. Once he stepped out into the open, the serious look on his face was replaced with a flippant one. A button on his linen shirt was open as he walked with a bit of a slouch, making him look like a flippant little hooligan. 

As he wandered about the village, he began to take mental notes of the layout of the buildings and the people that called it home. He realized that this behaviour was akin to that of a lowly criminal but he couldn't afford to care, he still needed to cover for all possibilities. Failure was not allowed as far as he was concerned. 

After walking through the village a couple times, he walked towards the alchemy shop, intent on becoming an apprentice there to make use of poisons since even his blood was apparently poisonous. 

A bell rang as soon as the door to the shop opened but no one greeted him. Looking towards the counter, he saw the person manning the counter was a pretty young girl who had light green hair and was seemingly asleep, a small puddle of drool was forming near her mouth. He poked the young girls shoulder softly.

"Hello?"

There was no response from the shopkeep who continued to sleep peacefully. In response, Ouroboros raised his voice and shouted in her ear

"HELLO! CAN I GET SOME HELP!". 

That barely worked as the young girl stirred. She picked her head up off the wooden counter and stretched her arms lazily above her head, somewhat accentuating her voluptuous chest. 

"Nya~ I only put my head down for 5 minyates boss~" 

the girl rubbed her eyes, still not fully awake. Seeing someone with cat ears actually saying nya in their sentences was a bit of a surreal experience. He wasn't sure if he should be laughing or feel embarrassed from the second hand cringe. 

"I'm not your boss but I wouldn't be adverse to you calling me Daddy~" 

he gave her a wink, choosing to act in the way that felt most natural to him. When the girl heard him say that, the sleepiness in her eyes disappeared almost immediately. 

"My Daddy is my Daddy and you are not my Daddy" 

The girl smiled innocently while deflecting his halfhearted attempt to flirt with her. Ouroboros couldn't help but think he had seen her somewhere before but he couldn't recall where. He had a sense that this girl might be more dangerous than she let on. 

"How may I help you today sir~?"

"I was hoping to speak to the boss. I was gonna ask to learn from him. I will need to learn a few poison recipes for what I plan to do in the future." 

he was being honest in his intentions, his senses were telling him that lying here would do more harm than good. He then leaned forward, putting his elbow on the counter cooing

 "But after meeting you, I hope they will teach me how to make love potions too~" 

"I am pretty sure the boss doesn't know how to make a potion like that. She is a healer after all"

 The casual reply of the girl that completely ignored his attempts to close the distance between them made even him groan internally. 

However when she said he was a healer, the young man couldn't help but reply with a hint of seriousness in his voice. 

"Every medicine is poison in the wrong dose and poison can be used as a cure when used correctly" 

After all that was the story of his life. A family that was supposedly dedicated to the better of man fed off of them like bloodsucking parasites. They were the perfect example of medicine becoming poison. 

"Fair point I guess. "The boss was called out to help an old friend with something. She should be back soon. You are more than welcome to wait here."

the girl admitted with a shrug while pointing to a nearby chair a bit away from her.

"Alright~! I would be glad to do so if it means I can get to know a sexy girl like you better." 

To his surprise, the girl giggled this time, covering her mouth with one hand as she did so. 

"Oh silly snake, we already know each other very well~" 

Hearing that, Ouroboros immediately glanced around looking for an emergency exit in case he had to make a speedy exit since it seemed that he had walked into a trap of some sort. However, it was too late as by the time he heard the door open. he felt the cold touch of a metal blade pressed up against the back of his neck. Without turning around, he finally realized why he felt the shopkeeper girl felt familiar to him.

"What I want to know is why is the youngest of the Samael Family sniffing around here. Care to explain before my friend here decides to cut your head off~?" 

The green haired young lady had a soft smile as she asked her question but her eyes were as cold as ice as if she was staring at scum. 

"Hah…." 

he sighed but maintained a calm smirk, clearly not afraid even with a blade to his neck. He didn't even bother to raise his hands in surrender, instead tapped a finger on the counter in front of the young woman.

"Can you tell your friend to put their weapon away? I'll talk okay? I'll tell you whatever you want to know….Liliana Gattioni"