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Combat Evaluation A Pack Problem
Aldrich and his ever-growing entourage of undead traveled through the Variant forest. He knew generally how to get to Haven, but since he had no Eye-Phone, he had no access to a reliable map.To compensate for this, he had the Evil Eye float in the air, above the tree line, to track their way through.Every so often, Valera would detect danger with her [Defender’s Vigil] passive, and whenever this happened, Aldrich would stand behind her shield and let the Evileye scout ahead with its permanent invisibility.It did not phase through solid objects, but it could squeeze through most tight gaps, and it’s omni-directional vision meant that it scoped out any threat quite easily.For the most part, Aldrich just found more Strikers for they were the most common Variant in the forest. These were easily dispatched – Aldrich himself could handily beat one with just his physical stats alone.In total, Aldrich had netted himself 5 kills and 50 EXP.[EXP Bar: 25/250 > 75/250]Eventually, after abo
Combat Evaluation Raising the Alpha
You did well. Very well,” said Aldrich to Valera. He paused and gave her a nod, hoping that this was enough to make her happy. He was unused to giving out praise because of how alone he had been.The only praise he had received was from his parents, and that praise had come from a place of warmth in their hearts.It had been many years since that same warmth had been snuffed out in Aldrich’s own heart.“Thank you, master!” said Valera with a proper bow. “Mhm. Mhm.” She nodded to herself, smiling and taking in Aldrich’s praise no matter how awkward or little it was.As Valera took in Aldrich’s praise, Aldrich was occupied by the experience flowing into him.[Alpha Striker slain!][+70 EXP][Striker x10 slain!][+100 EXP][EXP Bar: 75/250 > 245/250]Aldrich sighed. Just five points off from level 7. He hated the feeling of going through a fight and being just short of leveling up. But he could not let his mind dwell on that.“Now to raise this Alpha,” said Aldrich. He stepped over to th
Combat Evaluation The Geist
The Evil Eye stared down at a Variant heading right towards Aldrich, likely drawn by the scent of blood and death.It was a three-meter-tall humanoid figure with smooth, plain white skin. Its body was highly muscular, and it shambled forwards with a heavily hunched back, dragging its knuckles across the dirt. It was nearly completely featureless, its skin having no blemishes and its fingers and toes holding no nails.Overall, it almost looked like an eerie, overly muscled mannequin.Something out of a horror movie.Its spherical head lacked any real facial features as well. Just a massive, large-lipped mouth curled up into a constant half-open smile, showcasing a set of oversized human teeth that chattered constantly.This was a Geist.Among Variants, Aldrich recalled from what limited research he was able to do in Blackwater, there were three classifications.Natural Variants – these were Variants that had seemingly adapted to nature. They became parts of ecosystems and adopted the
Combat Evaluation Geist Hunt
The Geist made its way into the clearing, walking Dynamite Girl in front of it to minimize risk to itself.Dynamite Girl stumbled forwards, her head still limp and down, moving with stilted, awkward movements like she was a puppet being jerked along by strings.The Geist cocked its head as it sat by the flowing stream where the Strikers had slept. In front of it, it stared down at a Striker corpse. It picked up the corpse in its large hand, raising the decently heavy wolf creature with ease to its face.With a gurgle, the Geist tossed the Striker away once it identified that it was not a human.“Gehgeh,” said the Geist in a strange, garbled, almost alien voice, though the pitch was high and curious, almost questioning.It looked ahead at a trail of Striker corpses leading into the forest.The Geist stared at the line of corpses for a second and then made Dynamite Girl walk ahead to investigate, obviously realizing something was suspicious. It sat there and stretched out its thick, mus
Combat Evaluation The Settlements
Aldrich took in a breath as a green aura swirled around him, the experience from the Geist boosting his power by two entire levels.[+10 stat points available to distribute]“Mmmm, yes!” Valera positively moaned in ecstasy as power flowed into her, but where Aldrich’s aura was green, hers was a deep, bloody red.As a Chosen Undead, Valera leveled at the exact same rate as Aldrich, so she too had gained two levels, raising her from level 10 to level 12.“How do you want me to spend my power?” said Valera, talking about how to distribute her own 10 new stat points.“In strength, vitality, and agility where your affinities are. A three-five-two spread in those stats should work well,” said Aldrich. He wanted Valera to be as physically powerful as possible to make up for his lack of melee combat prowess.“Understood, master.” Valera closed her eyes and clenched her fists, taking in a deep breath as she used her stats.Aldrich saw her stats go up. Her class was as a Death Knight, and that
Combat Evaluation The Odinsons
Aldrich and Valera made their way to the Odinsons shop. It was a good walk away from the main ‘streets’ of the Settlement, taking up its own isolated territory. As he walked, he had the Evileye scout everything it could.Their shop was a large, mobile trailer home that looked somewhat like a subway car or railcar. It was long and rectangular in shape, though sizable enough that it could reliably fit in twenty people to live rather comfortably.Among mobile homes in the Settlements, this was one of the larger ones for sure, indicating that the Odinsons ranked quite highly among nomads in terms of wealth and power.The home was decked out with modifications to survive traveling through the harsh environment of the Wastelands where sand storms, torrential storms, magnetic storms, and basically any storm one could think of blasted the land.There were blinking green generators at the top of the home that likely projected force fields while auto-turrets rotated around, pointing directly at
Combat Evaluation How it all happened: A Dark World
It happened right at the start of the year 2001.Right on dot with the clock striking midnight and heralding not just a new year but a new century and a new millennium.Huge crowds gathered across the world to celebrate modern human history graduating to this new age.It was a time of new beginnings.and a time of new disasters.Even now, nobody really knows how it happened or what it was that came from space.Not aliens; nothing as dramatic as that. Something far, far less personal At least if it were aliens, humanity could have rallied together. Maybe they could have brought their scattered pieces, all their different ideals, borders, and peoples, together to make something whole if only there had been some definite target they could see and hate together properly.But whatever happened in this new year, well, there was no rhyme or reason for it.It was just pure chance. Pure chaos.The incident is known as the "Altering."A solar flare, maybe. still a topic of debate even now, a hu
Combat Evaluation To Be A Hero
When Aldrich was a child, he always dreamed of being a hero. It was a thoroughly uninspired dream considering basically every single kid has ever thought about being a hero at some point. This is largely unsurprising considering that it is practically impossible to escape hearing about heroes in this day and age of hero worship.Aldrich heard about a thousand different bedtime tales about how the great hero Vanguard vanquished villainy with his invincible fists, saving countless lives as he ended the Age of Villainy.When he grew older, he constantly saw heroes on television with their colorful costumes and capes and their big muscles and big smiles. He saw as the heroes carried people out of burning buildings and, when scary Variants showed up, how they swooped in to beat the monsters down and save the day.Heroes popped up in holographic advertisements, talk shows, social media, or streaming sites—wherever they could get exposure, they got it.But most importantly, Aldrich wanted to