{Apprentice Blacksmith had increased to 25.}
{You have learned the basics of blacksmithing. You have unlocked Blacksmith.}
I once read a theory that stated that information could be exchanged from one person to the next. In that way, it acted a lot like the inheritance of genes. Certain information, like fire, was hot, was rembered generation after generation. anwhile, other information was quickly forgotten. That wasn’t to say the information was bad or good. You could have sothing bad that spread quickly and was endlessly repeated, but in general, it wasn’t the most spreadable information, but the most pervasive that survived generation after generation. These packets of mories were given the na s, and this theory was the source of that na.
In this world of lore and dungeons, I had co to understand lore as essentially a type of , one that was more literal than what we understood from my old world. Your soul was the lore of your life, and as you acted out your story, it grew attracted to certain bits of information. If you were an author, these books might be considered reference material. They were distilled lore, chronicling skills and abilities refined by thousands if not millions of users.
So people completed that lore, absorbing it until it was indistinguishable from their own story, and adding their twists and turns on it. Others never finished the lore in their lifeti. I believed this to be the essence of jobs. The thing that made special, other than my experience boosters and advanced learning, was the ability for to connect with so many jobs, so many reference materials, which I could use to enrich my lore and the lore of my slaves.
Yet, when it ca right down to it, I had absorbed a lot of lore, and none of it was . My story was so short and uninteresting, and it was the lore that made who I am. It was like being skilled at everything, but master of nothing. If I was to describe myself in a few words, I wouldn’t be able to. Was I a White Mage? I certainly started with that job, but I also fought and did damage. True Dungeon Diver was my highest level, but I was also a Dungeon Master and a Dungeon Builder. I created unfinished lore as often as I conquered it.
I wasn’t soone so full of myself to declare I was a hero, despite having two hero-related jobs. Was I a Master Swordsman? I was just as good with magic as I was with swords, so a Magic Swordsman? My levels were still rather low, and I never built a solid foundation. I could fight pretty well, but an experienced swordsman, one who had trained from the ground up, would defeat every ti. I was a little bit of everything, and at the end that made nothing.
In that respect, soone like Sapphire who was far more selective in her jobs truly could manage sothing great. I had high hopes for her. She had co a long way by the ti we reached where I believed the boss was being held up.
{Na: Sapphire
Class: Smith
Job: Magic Blacksmith (LVL 35), Blacksmith (LVL 70)
Rank: Slave
Unlocked Jobs: Commoner (LVL 22), Basic Magician (LVL 28), Weapon Smith (LVL 20), Armor Smith (LVL 15)
Race: Deep Dwarf}
I didn’t have an opportunity to check Gabbro’s status, but we might have an honest chance against him yet.
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