Camelot Defiant: An Arthurian LitRPG (Camelot LitRPG Book 3) by Wolf Galen

Author:Wolf, Galen [Wolf, Galen]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: White Rabbit Press
Published: 2017-12-26T05:00:00+00:00

<You can now prospect and mine chromium>

Chromium can be put into armour to give protection from disease damage, so the spells that the necromancers and heretics throw around like Leprosy and Blight will be resisted by armour with chromium alloyed into it.

The next material I get is Crystal.

<You can now prospect and mine crystal>

Finally I can find and mine crystal. That means I can now find crystal but I still need to get the skill in Smithing so I can upgrade my crystal lance and double fold, enhance and reinforce it to get four times damage and four times base protection on my stuff.

<You can now prospect and mine diamond>

Diamond gives a base 5% anti-crit defence. But in armour that’s got diamond and is double folded you get 10%, and with reinforce it’s 15% and then the best each piece can be that I know of is Enhance that gives each item 20%. As you wear five items, that gives a stacked total of 100% protection against critical hits. But this is only to mine it, not to work it. Even so, nothing to sneer at.

I get nothing more until I commit the last points of my hundred. Then I get the message:

<You can now prospect and mine and Smoky Crystal>

That’s all my points spent, but at least I’ve now got the ability to find Smoky Crystal, and I’m pretty sure there will be some in the Silver Drift Mine. All we need now is Jabberwock blood and the job’s done.

Five minutes later and Elizabeth appears. She stands almost shyly and says, ‘Hey, how’s things?’

I’m cooler. ‘Good. You?’

‘Sure. Fine.’

‘We don’t have far to go now.’

She smiles. ‘I wouldn’t know. You haven’t told me where we’re going.’

‘East.’

‘I got that.’

There’s an awkward silence until Fitheach appears like a Star Trek transporter. ‘Sorry, I’m late.’

‘It’s okay. Ready to head off?’

‘Sure. Not far now to Lindisfarne.’

I glance at Elizabeth who meets my eyes and smiles. She still doesn’t know why we’re going.

It takes us about an hour of riding until we come to the sea shore. The beach is strewn with blackened wood and the remains of ships among the pebbles. The rock pools among the stones are dead and stinking, whatever sea-life that was there is now gone. The smell of the waves is heavy with rot and I see why; rafts of rotten seaweed float like dead men among the breakers.

The waves are rough and I’m looking for an island out there when Fitheach indicates left. ‘There.’

I follow his finger, there is the low shape of an island. It’s not far off shore but we’ve come too far south so we turn our horses into the wind and bend low to minimise the effect of its cutting cold. We trek across the shingle for about half a mile and it’s hard going. When we’re closer, I see the island is covered by a shimmering white force dome. I’ve seen something like it before, when I was a squire and we went up

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