Level Up by Craig Anderson

Author:Craig Anderson [Anderson, Craig]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

LEVEL 15: RAMPART

I run back into Sarah’s office and do a double take when I see Carlos. The corner of my mouth curls up. “What on earth are you wearing?”

He’s decked out in an entirely leather outfit, including leather trousers and what can best be described as a bodice. It’s decoratively embossed and would look more at home on a stout lady at a burlesque show. He completes the ensemble with a quiver full of arrows, a longbow as tall as he is, and a pointed hood. I can’t help but laugh. “Mate, you look ridiculous.”

“Laugh all you want, this is decent gear! This chest plate is level 23.”

“Yeah, and size double D. Does it come in mens?”

He adjusts his bodice. “Piss off. I don’t care how it looks. It is the optimal combination based on my current inventory. Speaking of which, how did you get on at the blacksmith’s? Get anything good?”

I point at my waist and his eyes grow wide. “No way! You have guns?”

“I sure do. Check this out.” I quick draw both of them from their holsters and spin them around so the handles are facing Carlos. One is a stout black pistol, the other is a silver revolver with an extra long barrel. He takes them from me gingerly and examines them, reading the names etched into the handles. “Waterfall and Agile. Those are some pretty awful names for pistols. Have you tested them out yet?”

“No, I didn’t want to run down the street randomly shooting people. I figured we could wait for a big battle. I’m still not entirely sure what shooting someone is going to do to them, I’m not sure if I want to find out.”

“Only you could get two awesome weapons and then worry about the implications of using them. If you’re not going to use them, you’re still not going to be much use in a fight.”

“I thought of that.”

The blacksmith was more than happy to sell me a weapon, although it did require a trip outside to pick pocket the mound of unconscious people I left in the park. Those yoga pants don’t leave much room for pockets and I felt more than a little awkward patting them down for coins.

I pull out the six foot bo staff from my pocket like a magician with his line of hankies. I twirl it around and then slide it carefully back in.

“Looks like we are all set then. Lets go rescue your girlfriend.”

“She’s not my girlfriend!”

“Sure sure, I meant your friend, who is a girl, that you fancy.”

“I’m reconsidering my stance on using the pistols…”

“You’d have to hit me first.” He somersaults around the room like an acrobat, running along walls, doing backflips and swinging from the light fixture.

“How are you so nimble?”

“Easy, I put all my points into agility. Who needs health and strength?”

I glance at my health bar which is at least twice as long as when I started. I can’t help it if I play a little more conservatively.

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