The man known as the Moron becoming coherent enough that he no longer earned his nickna seed like a long shot. But Karl wasn't going to argue with the idea.
Even if the odds of success were minimal, it would be a kindness to get him onto a path that actually let him progress.
Karl felt a familiar presence behind him, and turned to see Elders Socrate and Malcolm approaching the growing group.
"Elders, did you want to advance your class as well? We're over thirty tests in now, with no glitches or errors. We have had a few rejections, as so warriors didn't want to pick the Paladin path, which was the only one available to them." Karl greeted them.
"It works? That is wonderful news. Indeed, we will give it a try.
However, that is not what we ca here for. You have finished your public service hours, as ordered by the Clan court. You can consider your debt paid, and Elder Forsham insists that there will be paynt for your Obelisk coming later.
According to the Clan rules, as it was erected by you, though it is a free service to the Clan mbers, you will be rewarded with Clan Credits for its use while leadership determines if access should be regulated to prevent incidents." "Incidents?"
"Kids trying to advance early, silly bets or bullying others into choosing an undesirable class. That sort of thing.
What Forsham was thinking was to station a pair of Clerics in front of it with a truth spell to make certain that everyone is entering of their own free will, and desires to change their class." Elder Malcolm explained.
"Oh, that makes a lot of sense. I never thought about the chances that soone might try sothing so underhanded. It would totally destroy soone's future if they were forced onto an unsuitable class.
There are no do-overs, and no going back once you have chosen.
Though, no class is really useless, they're all designed for so niche, and it might just require a change of mindset to fully embrace them.
Back in the mortal worlds, I knew a very gentle 'mom friend' sort of woman who awakened the Berserker Class. It was an adjustnt for her, but she's co quite far now."
Elder Socrate nodded. "It would be a bit like Remi getting a class that was incompatible with Alchemy. Being a Shaman works wonderfully for her, but if she was a Warlock or Necromancer, it would be a tragedy for her progress.
The magic of the classes interferes with the necessary processes for Alchemy at the Immortal Rank.
It doesn't happen often, but it wouldn't be the first ti that a Warlock finally reached Immortality only to realize that their trade skill was now entirely useless to them."
Elder Malcolm chuckled. "Warlocks have it hard. Rember Lehmann The Grand?"
Elder Socrate laughed. "Oh, that was great. His 'Grand Patron' was a low Ascendant Rank Immortal. Three weeks after he arrived in the Immortal World, the Warlock was bragging and annoyed a Supre Ranked dragon, who killed his patron and left him powerless."
"Can you imagine what it was like for the patron, though? The guy got murdered for knowing a braggart." Karl joked.
"He should have known better than to actually help his disciple reach the Immortal Realm. Most who take Warlocks under their wings just get them to peak Mythic Rank, then drain the Warlock's life force to fuel their own advancents.
It's not like a Mortal Realm contract has any aningful limitation on a strong Immortal. They can just break it at will, leaving the Warlock without any skills or external power."
"Note to self, the Warlock Class is not a good recomndation."
"Oh, the one through the System is safe enough. The Gods don't care enough to stop you doing what you can to ascend. Perhaps if you do manage to get to the peak of Demigod Rank as a Warlock, they would do the sa.
But for us, re Immortals, we're too weak for it to be a real risk."
Min ca back out with a huge smile on her face, and ran over to greet Karl and Dana.
"Thank you so much for the Obelisk. Greetings Elders. That is such a great function, it's like the system thought it was so obvious that anyone should be able to do it, but we all forgot how to access it." She rambled.
"What did you pick?" Dana asked.
"I picked the Forest Stalker Class. It's a super cool invisible cat form transformation base skill, druid advanced class. Almost a Rogue type Druid. Now, I can sneak around when I'm out gathering resources, and not be bothered at all."
"And the fact that you're now able to be huge and fluffy didn't enter into the equation?"
"You should see the tail! It's almost as long as the body and so huge and fluffy."
"Yeah, I suspected that might be part of it. How large is the Forest Stalker transformation?" Dana asked.
"About the size of a Panther? About a hundred and fifty kilos. Not huge, just big enough to go anywhere. But the skill tree is wonderful as well. It's got a bunch of nature related skills, and assassination style attacks. A bit of all the good
stuff."
Sohow, the super excitable pink haired druid didn't seem like the sort to go for assassination as a specialty, but Karl reserved judgnt. Druids were supposed to be in tune with nature, so perhaps she had a finer appreciation of the hunting arts than her personality suggested.
Then, the Obelisk encountered its first rejection. One of the young Immortals tried to activate it, and began swearing at his System Interface.
"What the fuck do you an 'Insufficient Skills'? I've got my skill tree full! How can it just deny a new class like that?" He was shouting.
"Do you at least have one more skill from the Repository?" Soone asked,
trying to be helpful.
"Why would I waste money on that? My special skill lets my buy skill points with cash, I've bought out every skill that I can know." He scread.
Karl chuckled and then patted Elder Malcolm on the shoulder.
"I'm afraid that it might be ti for you to work soon. It looks like there is going
to be a fight."
The Elder smirked back at him. "Oh? And who do you think will be fighting? It
won't be long before he rembers that you made it."
"In that case, I should go get a mop and bucket."
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