When I woke up, I was alone in my storage room. All my debuffs were gone, but I still felt like crap. Worse yet, I had a set of popups that appeared as soon as I opened my eyes.

You have called upon goddesses who have long cared for your people, yet have been forgotten.

They have chosen to teach you the old ways

Accept

One of the things that I hated about this world was my lack of agency. Sure I could choose if I was going for a swim in my pool or going hunting. But, no, what I meant was dumb stuff like this where I could only click accept. I couldn’t even minimize this blasted popup.

I already had to deal with Sam, who was petty enough to be one if he wasn’t a god. So now I had two goddesses who wanted to teach me the old ways. I guessed that they were Order and Chaos as, for some reason, I called upon them in the fight.

I accepted the popup and felt the change in my brain almost instantly. It was a pressure that felt like the start of a sinus headache accompanied by a hefty dose of being kicked repeatedly in the head.

As soon as the full feeling and the head kicking faded, another popup

Build us a shrine where you stand.

You have access to all you need.

We will be watching young one.

If that wasn’t creepy, I now had two goddesses who were promising to be watching me. Who if I weren’t mistaken, were the actual reason that the orcs were beaten back. I seriously doubted that my hodge-podge of runes caused my willow tree to go and throw orcs.

I got up naked and tried to find clothes. Finally, I was able to find my fur tunic, but that was the only thing. So I headed out of the storage room. As I was heading to the door, I realized that the dirt we used to block the entrance was gone.

I opened the door only to close my eyes immediately. The sun was out and bright. The light was reflecting off of puddles and really all surfaces.

“Lannah! Blink?” I called out as I shielded my eyes.

The camp was a mess. The bodies were gone, but all my stuff was messed up. The stone wall that I had started for my cabin was knocked over. The leather awning for my lean-to was shredded. My garden was trampled and flooded. I had cared for how my camp looked and tended everything. Now it looked like the infield on the day after Derby.

Add to that the general look, it like a storm had blown through hard just this morning. There was mud everywhere, and water was still dripping off the trees. Even a few trees had been topped, and two had been toppled. The river was louder than I ever remembered it being.

I yelled again, “Lannah!”

I checked in the lean-to to see if she was asleep, but she wasn’t in there. I quickly pulled up the interface with it and saw that it was at half durability and needed to be repaired. So I headed for the ledge. I figured she might have climbed down to get something while I was recovering.

I wasn’t ready for what I saw, however. The whole shore that the goblins had made their camp on was gone. Where it had been a twenty-foot climb down to the riverbank, it was now only about a six-foot jump into a lake. I couldn’t see where the dam had to be, but the river was backed up and flooded.

With no one on my ledge and the river flooded, I freaked out for a moment. I knew that Lannah couldn’t climb, so I was worried that she had drowned. I pulled up my stats to check on both Blink, my bonded companion, and Lannah, my Familial contract.

Familial Contracts

HP

MP

Lannah Dreamweaver

60/60

285/294

Bonded Companion condensed

Name

Blink

HP

80

MP

25

Race

Ropola*

SP

105

Defense

10

Level

19

Core

Open

Experience

Redacted*

They were at least they are both healthy. I figured that while I was at it I should take a look at my stats. I hadn’t looked at them in depth for a while because the only thing I could do was level skills.

Current Experience Held

Total experience Redacted

Level 0

Must be at level one to use experience

Name

Arn

HP

30

MP

40

Race

Wild Human Shaman(5)

SP

48

Defense

1

Primary Class: Enchanter*

Level: 0

Secondary Class: Linguist* (ancient languages)

Level: 0

Strength

17*

Intelligence

8

Vigor

16

Dexterity

17*

Willpower

19

Vitality

15

Wild Humans have a plus 3 to strength

Wild Humans have a plus 2 to dexterity

Wild Humans have a plus 2 to all survivalist and warrior class skills

Wild Humans have a negative 3 to all Language skills and can not start as the linguist class

Wild Humans have a negative 1 to all Magic class skills due to low intelligence and cannot start as a enchanter class because of linguist issues

Wild Humans are all illiterate

Skills

Racial skills

Level

Spear**

7 Locked

Survivalist**

7 Locked

Tracking**

6 Locked

Goblin Death Dance

4

Gremlin Death Dance

7

Primitive Runes

16

Ritualistic spell casting

17

Ritualistic healing

9

Animal empathy

20

Plant empathy

14

Ritual Cleansing

5

Ritual Prayer

5

Ritual Fire

5

Ritual Remembrance

5

Starting class

Enchanting

15

Script*

0

Ink making

14

Etching

16

Power imbuing

17

Socketing

10

Secondary Class

ancient languages*

0

Non class skills

Hiking**

18

Climbing**

15

Primitive tool**

12

Natural Shelter**

10

Spear Fishing

18

Primitive cooking

15

Herbalism

12

Stone Knapping

12

Staff

19

Taekwondo

17

Running

14

Fitness Training

15

Tumbling

16

Rope making

17

Basket weaving

10

Primitive Tailoring

8

Trap

17

Conditioning

14

Escrama

2

Iaido

9

Nunchaku

5

Ki Focus

7

Swimming

6

Pole fishing

2

Net fishing

2

mathematics

18

Throwing Knife

3

Paddling

9

Archery

5

Over Imbueing

2

Short sword

12

Combat Acrobatics

3

Redacted

75

Redacted

75

*due to Wild Human starting restrictions of being illiterate this skill can not advance until Intelligence is higher then 12

** Racial Bonus for Wild Human, effect levels of all Survivalist class and warrior class skills plus 2

Racial skills of Wild Human that are not part of your racial class are now locked. Further racial class change may unlock these skills for progression in the future.

Spells

Communication spells

Level

Mana usage

Beseech a greater knowledge**

1

50

**Once per day powered by sunlight

Healing spells

Level

Mana usage

Minor healing

1

8

Fire Spells

Level

Mana usage

Fire Fist

1

2-20

Shaman magic

Level

Mana usage

Stone to dirt

1

20

Start fire

1

20

Call rain*

1

20

Growth

1

20

Lay to rest

1

40

Fire Fist

1

2-20

*works only if there are clouds in the sky. The closer the clouds the stronger the rain.

Necromancy Spell

Level

Mana usage

Cast time

Raise Skeleton

1

5 per 100 pounds

4 seconds

Turn Zombie

1

3 per 50 pounds

7 seconds

Steal Health

1

3 per health pt

3 second

Festering Wound

1

2-10

1 second

Drain Mana

1

2

3 second

Claim Undead

1

1 per level of target

4 seconds

There had been some notable changes to me, however. I picked up a couple of worthless skills that were both at 75. This would be amazing since I could only get skills to 20, but they were redacted, so I had no idea what they were or how to use them. I leveled my race twice and was now a level 5 shaman and picked up a few rituals.

The very surprising skill was that I had picked up minor healing. This was Lannah’s spell and what I figured she had been using on me. I wasn’t sure how I had learned it only that it was something that I now had access to. It would be a game changer for me once I figured out how to properly use it.

I pulled up the rituals. Cleansing was to make a place ready for a shrine. Looked like I needed level 5 to do the ritual myself. It would require that I also have a ritual fire for two weeks and also have ritual prayer every day for those two weeks.

The ritual remembrance was different.

Ritual Remembrance: Skill grouping Non-combative Magical:

Ritual Remembrance lets the skill user reach out to past shamans to gain wisdom. This skill will let you speak and interact with those who have gone before.

Use this to learn of the Sisters.

Then there were the two death dances that I picked up. They were fun. I could only practice them in battle, but they increased the damage caused to those I was dancing with by the level of the dance. Which at level 7 for gremlins meant that I was killing them on a single shot each time.

The downside was that shifting between dances took a full thirty seconds, and all attacks made towards those I wasn’t dancing with would be halved. So if I was facing all gremlins, I would be the grim reaper. If I was facing a mixed group of gremlins and goblins, I would have to pick who I was fighting first and avoid the other.

I went and sat down on my chair. The fire was burning warmly, and I reached out to Blink. I wanted to confirm that I could feel her and that she wasn’t missing again.