Avilien: Tutorial islands

Embarking

Alianna, along with her companion Xeno trained Luke to the best of their abilities. Suffering a defeat at the hands of Luke after the first duel, Alianna re-equipped all of her gear. Even with it on Luke was destroying it and getting her to half health. Each duel lasted on average, three hours. Three hours of Aliana being infuriated that she could scarce hit the child she now named Grey Demon. All it did take to end the battle was one hit.

Unsure if Luke learned enough from Alianna, she prayed he did. In the process, she taught him the weapon blink technique, a technique Luke used and mastered in little time. Thus he became an even bigger pain coupled with his battle prowess. One duel was all it took for Alianna to realise why Trix remained terrified. If Luke ever became corrupted it would certainly cast a shadow over Avilien. For all his skill though, Alianna had come across thousands like him, some even better.

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First to awake on the following day, Luke shielded his eyes from the blazing sun that shone through the curtains. His back hurt from sleeping on the hard floor and his muscles hurt from all the duels. Alianna had explained that the more battles he encountered and thought the bigger his stamina bar would grow. Stamina being the only hidden stat that grew without levels or stat points.

Rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he sat up, Luke yawned. A mistake on his behalf as Split had his smelly feet out. Again he had undressed in his sleep. It was starting to become a problem. Next awake was the girls, followed by Split who awoke to a shriek and several whacks.

All four awake and dressed headed down the spiral staircase. An instant realisation that the alchemy labs had gone back to normal as all furniture, equipment, and shelves had been put back. Scholars went about their work, noses deep in books, and ears pointed to the ceiling. In the chair Alianna used to sit in an elderly man looked at the group. His beard white as snow trailed along the floor. Glazed eyes looking over the group he continued to scribble notes with a feather onto parchment.

Her last goodwill and gesture to the group, Alianna sent each of them a mail. It read "Good luck" and held a food item inside. The food item being blueberry porridge. Luke smiled as he dragged it across into his inventory and then punched his left hand with his right. Soon he would rescue his friends and put Damcoles down. Luke wasn't the only person wanting a piece of the action either. Split, Cissy, and Nagori were eager for battle.

On the far northern side of Mixten lay a steam dock. Metal cranes powered by steam hauled huge beams of lumber and steel off of boats. A far cry from the little dock in Lunthoria, the tiny town of Droy had few houses made of metal and bronze. Even the plantlife throughout the town was mechanical.

Moving along the busy docks the group headed for the smallest boat. A small steel-clad vessel that was in better shape than the last Luke rode in. there was no ductape holding the hull together and no water inside it. A snow-white Grenchitty named Dave sat on the roof of his cabin enjoying the sun with a pipe in his mouth. Each island amongst the Tutorial Islands had a minimum of two docks. One was often the arrival dock and the outgoing dock. The arrival dock being a dinky, bare piece of a wooden platform with no civilians around it. Some islands didn't follow this plan.

"Looking for a ship? Or you just staring at me because I'm pretty?" cried Dave as he removed his pipe and blew a cloud of smoke in the air.

Seeing Dave made Luke furious. Furious at himself for allowing his best friends Neb's and Quinn to be taken.

"We are heading to Coco island, Dave." Shouted Nagori with a beaming smile before she walked up the boarding ramp.

"That not be an island any of you want to go. I suggest against it, young travellers. Lot of red players there," explained Dave as he hopped down onto the deck.