You have chosen Jjerg as your race and as such gain:

+10 INT

+5 END

+5 STR

+5 WIS

+10 MND

New Stat: Magical Endurance (MND)

Race Skill: Rock Camoflauge

Ok well it seems that you don't get to see racial bonuses or anything game related to the race until you've actually joined the game. That makes sense otherwise people would never join the game instead they'd be going through every race available checking thier bonuses and race skill. Speaking of which it seems I unlocked a new stat in addition the basic ones. I'm guessing it's inherent in all races that have a magical description if not then a good majority of them. Let me bring up my character sheet. The system sense my intent and...

Class: - Name: Cobb Title: - HP: 100/100 Lvl: 1

MP: 100/100

SP: 100/100 STR: 15 CHR: 10 END: 15 MND: 10 INT: 20 WIS: 15 LUK: 10

I was in a dark, dimlit cave. I spawned to the side of the cave on a pile of rocks. The cave room was huge with a high ceiling and stalacites hanging down from it some of which met the stalagmites reaching upwards. The stone was a dull greyish-blue from a rock I could not identify. I could see just fine and since the Jjerg don't have any visual assistance this meant that I was clearly visible to whatever I was hearing walk down the far end of the tunnel. Luckily the rock formation in the middle of the room blocked my vision as well as whatever was making that damn whipping sound. As I was moving to position myself behind the pile of rocks I spawned on something flashed emerald green. Shit it was me. I froze looking around frantically and my body slowly assumed the color and texture of the surrounding rock. Trying to find a comfortable position I sat my ass down on the pile of rocks and waited for the whipping sound to pass.

Rock Camoflauge (Race Skill)

When immobile and unmoving your body adapts to the surrounding rock. Your body will inherit the hardness and defensive capabilities of the rock it becomes. Sudden movemnts cancel the skill.

I sat still and stayed calm. The Jjerg survived along with the countless other inhabitants of Twoen somehow. I waited and trusted the skill. The hard, tired footfalls echoed throughout the cave room and bounced off each other the effect was eerie. The whip breaking the sound barrier cut off the echo abruptedly and then there were only footsteps. I was eager to view the monster that had the unfortunate luck to have me spawn in it's lair. A muscular furred creature rounded the stone pillars in the middle of the room. It seemed bearlike and it was massive almost nearing half the height of the caveroom. It was bipedal and walked on two legs. Its muscles jiggled with every step and clear marks of war were riddled across its chest and face. A lair full of these might be a small problem I had to rethink my plan of action. That thing could probably bring this room down if you let him at the pillars long enough. The thing hasn't seen me yet or maybe it has but my rock camo worked. I was fully focused on sitting when it fell onto its front paws in a small earthquake and sniffed. It slowly approached nose twitching. It was close enough that I could see that the wounds on it were fresh. I made a thoughful sound as I followed it's wounds to its back where they seemed the most concentrated and deep. It's ear twitched. Shit. I'm not sure if I smell like rock or not but shutting up was fully within my power. My muscles tensed as he sniffed close to my legs, ready to bolt for the opposite side of the room and leave the way they came. I shouldn't have trusted this fucking skill. Im gonna die in lair filled with bear beasts.

CRACK

"RRRRROOOOOOOAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRR" the gigantic bear humanoid gave the must guttural and pain filled moan I've ever heard.

My eyes followed the whip as it coiled back into the hand of a gigantic.....gecko.

What the hell. Why does it look so fucking stupid. Pfffftttt.

I was about to crack up. It was a humanoid body covered in very small and numerous bright yellow, red and green scales. But the worst part, was its fucking face. It's mouth was open and it's head kept twitching around side to side. It looked like that one kid who tried to make a joke met with complete silence. His face literally screams "Get it? Get it?". It was so hilariously out of place that I almost gave away my rock camoflauge in order to bend forward and laugh my lungs out.

It's ok buddy I wouldv'e laughed at your joke. Come on tell it again.

It snapped its idiot face toward me. I almost jerked in my makeshift rock seat. It was looking at Carl the bear thing not me thankfully. Suddenly it hissed and screeched and Carl still didnt move. It clicked its tounge and from further down the tunnel more geckos came running down the grey-blue cave. And I almost died they all jogged like normal human but their heads were out of proportion and completely like a gecko's. And there mouths. Were. All. Open. It didn't help that they some kind of tic to keep looking around.

Suddenly they all closed their mouths. And it was eerily silent as the echoes of the past commotion slowly died against the cavern walls. They all reared their head back and threw it forward spitting out their tounge which latched onto Carl. They were about the same height as Carl was when he was standing. I'm about 5'10 and from what I could tell about half of Carl's height. That means five 12 foot gecko's just dragged my buddy Carl deeper into the cave and I don't hear a single one of them instead I heard Carl's fur being dragged against the rock.

These fucks don't make any sound? That's not good.

As the dragging sound died off I waited. What do I know about these geckos? Completely silent, pack hunting, and hierarchial. I could tell they have some kind of rank by the way four of them answered to the first one I saw. I knew they were completely silent because I heard nothing as they walked off. Pack hunting I infered from them bringing back Carl who could probably kill two or three of them from first glance. They didn't seem to have many combat capablities, in fact the bright yellow one was using a whip which means they didn't to get to where they are from just physical superiority. When they were looking around the cavern like fucking idiots it's because they were trusting the instincts of a superior predator, Carl, and were trying to locate me. They don't seem so stupid to me anymore.

Goddammit they're actually intelligent that makes this exponentionally harder. A lair full of these guys might present a different set of problems than a lair full of Carls.

How smart are they I wonder. I tilted my head up to look at the ceiling. I noted every nook and cranny, every divot and deviation, every lump and chip.

There! I saw you you motherfucker.

There is without a doubt a fucking camoflauged gecko in here. These guys are smarter than I thought. They're using a classic security and patrol trick. Leave the room but keep it under surveillance and then your prey will show itself. All you have to do it wait. If there isn't any prey then you just feel fucking stupid after waiting 6 hours. Trust me i've been there.

But im not a fucking idiot. Can this guy even kill me? Come the fuck down you idiot lizard gecko!

Commence the waiting game. It only took 20 minutes for the gecko to uncamoflauge and jump down. Again this was done without a sound. I sat waiting for it to come across my pile of rocks. The rock I was current sitting on was about 5ft off the ground. The gecko was about 12ft and so as he rounded the stalagmite/stalacite formation in the middle of the room and left my vision I quickly broke camoflauge and got into a standing position. My camo reformed as he came into my vision yet again. He was inspecting every rock closely and leaning towards them to get a closer look. I reminded myself they are most likely physically weaker and steeled my body. He jerked and glanced at me. He must have memorized the rocks. Nonetheless he still approached and leaned in. He was big, like really big up close. You just don't come across 12 ft anythings in real life or in any other games at least without being prepared. He opened his mouth and his head twitched as there was the sound of a rock falling from the other side of the room.

Got ya bitch! I screamed internally as i propelled myself upward.

First, cut communication. I punched it in the throat, hard. It tried chirping or clicking or whatever to call for help but it came out as a gurgling pop. Second, cut the air supply. I latched onto its neck and began to choke it. It fell backwards and I landed hard against the stone floor. A solid thump echoing across the cavern. It's bright green arms flailed around wildly and it tried to grapple me off. It's fingers were longer and sticky but in the end they were harmless. It's legs were too long to do anything when I was this close to its body. It's movements were slowly losing their vigor and its scales were losing their brightness. After it finally stilled I held the choke for 5 minutes. Good thing I did too because after 2 minutes its jerking returned with a desperation and craving for air that couldn't be faked. It died for sure a few moments after. My first kill. Cool beans.

Quest: Kill the King, Queen, Leader or equivalent of the Geckan Lair.

An intelligent species of Geckos that are found deep within the Uncharted. Their intelligence threatens the balance of the Uncharted and you have been tasked with putting an end to them.

Bonus: Kill all Geckans present

Rewards: Legendary Skill

Oh cool I was wondering when the random quest would show up. I guess in this case it got triggered by killing the Geckan. I wonder what would've happened if I killed Carl instead? Oh well it seems that i've managed to level up quite a bit.