Seras little snippet thread

[Basically a Warcraft Gamer SI.]

"C'mon." I grumbled, as my hands flickered golden light across the forest. It was pretty hard getting this to work, I had visited Vin'Cilor a priest multiple times to get him to show me the power of the Light and how to get it to work.

And I finally got the most basic of reactions.

Slowly I prayed more and more, and finally a tiny burst of light appeared, true Light.

And the scratch on my arm healed away, as if it had never been. I hadn't scratched myself, but it was a good excuse to learn the spell. Then once it was finished before my eyes it came.

[Spell Learned: Holy Light]

I fell back exhausted, that had taken all my mana and I felt lethargic and tired, but it had worked.

Not bad for a five year old Elfling. I stared up into the forest canopy for a while, the warm light of the sun beating down making my exhaustion into a sleepy lethargy instead.

A second life was more than I could have asked for. More than I could have hoped for.

But a second life on Azeroth? It terrified me when I realized where I was. My parents had often spoken that I had night terrors as a toddler.

Of course I did. Azeroth was a hellworld, not even touching on the Lich King, and all the death that was coming.

Thankfully as I grew older, I was able to understand where I was in the timeline.

Quel'Thalas hadn't even truly faced the Trolls yet. That was at least a thousand years before the games. Before the Sunwell would be broken turning my people into Blood Elves.

I was safe for now.

For now.

But I had decided once I realized that I had time, that I would be ready. There were characters in Warcraft that could solo armies. I intended to be one of them… No, I intended to be the best of them.

First I needed to learn skills, and so I had started practicing. Magic was obviously something I adored, but learning magic wasn't something taught to Elflings… Too many burned down homes.

But I had less issues talking to a Priest.

But if not for the one thing that made me relax and decide I could grow strong, I would have been freaking out.

A gamer system.

"Status." I whispered to the world, and before my eyes it appeared.

Alah'Dorah
High Elf
Level 1
Strength 5
Agility 4
Stamina 5
Intellect 3
Spirit 3

Alah'Dorah was my name. It translated into english as… Lights Valor? Something like that. Kinda cringe to be honest.

I usually just told people to call me Dora. Mostly cause I thought it was funny remembering a cartoon from a past life.

I looked at my tiny numbers and sighed.

Stats were hard. I had done pushups and sit ups, and run around a lot to get my stats even as high as they were.

Not that they were all that accurate with their terms.. Spirit had nothing to do with belief or willpower, it was more about understanding the world? It was complicated, but I had found a way to level it by playing with Mana syncing myself with the words natural mana and copying it sorta?

Intellect wasn't actually how smart you were, at least not entirely. It was more about controlling magic. I guess that made sense considering it was the stat that controlled spell crit.

The rest were pretty obvious though.

That was me. Starting at 1 in everything, I had done what I could to level up, but it was hard with being a child. Unfortunately Elflings were expected to do a lot even as babies, so I rarely got a day to myself to grind.

Also I was pretty sure there was a malus to my grinding just from being a little kid. Not like A strength of a hundred would make sense for me.

"Dora! Where are you?" I blinked my eyes realizing I had almost fallen asleep!

"Here!" I called out as I rose up onto my feet and started hurrying home. I was in our backyard to practice, but Mama was not okay with me wandering off.

Even if the forest was safe… Well.. 'Safe'.

The fact was, there was magic protecting the area, controlling the weather and everything in between, but monsters still sometimes showed up.

And Mama was a Ranger. I raced up through the carefully cultivated 'wild' field behind the house, reaching the back porch and taking the stairs as quickly as I could before presenting myself before Mama with a military posture.

She looked me over for two seconds with a serious face before offering me a salute which I returned stoically.

Then her face melted as she reached down to scoop me up.

"Aaaah! My little daughter is the cutest!" She squeed as she spun me around earning giggles, because it was fucking fun to be spun around!

Benefits of a child's body existed, just like there were negatives.

"Welcome home Mama!" I greeted, hugging her tightly, just as tightly as she hug me.

"I'm home, the light of my life." She whispered into my hair and I smiled as she walked me inside just like that.

"Ah there she is. Running off again my Light?" Papa offered as he looked up from the kitchen table. I threw him a smile that he returned with his sort of wide eyed look that was always on his face.

Papa was probably a little autistic. If such a thing was understood here in Azeroth. He was sort of confused about things quite often, and he'd forget everything else existed around him while he worked, which I had abused to get some free time more than once.

He was also a Master Enchanter. Like, super amazing enchanter… But he was out here gathering regents from the forest specifically because he was a complete failure in politics, which was a required element in Silvermoon.

At least that is what I had gathered from the whole situation and conversations made around a baby that wasn't expected to understand.

Papa was basically banished from the city because those jealous of his talent in Enchanting had ruined his reputation. I don't know what exactly had been concocted that he had done but it wasn't my concern.

Cause Enchanting shit was the coolest thing ever, and Papa had no issue with explaining what he was doing while I sat on his knee.

Mostly because he tended to just chatter about enchanting anytime he was distracted with any enchanting thing.

He loved it. Was obsessed with it.

Honestly I could only assume Mama had coated herself in enchanting regents to trick Papa into even realizing she existed at first.

Well… Mama and Papa definitely loved each other though. Mama carried me over and placed a warm kiss onto Papa's cheek which he blinked at in surprise, before smiling at his wife.

Heh. I think Papa forgot that Mama was in love with him half the time too.

"What were you up to my light… Not bothering the squirrels again?"

"I wasn't bothering them!" I denied Mama with a glare. The Squirrels had decided to make their nut storage right inside my bedroom! So I had to do something!

Just because I hadn't expected the Squirrel nation to attack…

I shook it off as Mama giggled at me as she settled me onto the chair beside Papa, and then settled herself down as well.

Mama was a ranger so she was often gone, scouting around the forests for dangers. She took it seriously, and probably expected me to join her as a ranger as well when I grew up.

Which was definitely possible. As much as I wanted to learn magic…

I was aware enough to know that I hated politics and all the problems with arrogant all powerful nobility.

I'd definitely call someone a fucking loser and have to fight my way to freedom, best to just skip it, and learn myself.

I was a gamer after all.

—--

"F-four!" I growled as I did another push up. My noodle elf arms waggling like boiled spaghetti.

I flopped to the grass. Nope, that was my limit.

"Uuugh." I groaned as I rolled over. Mama had only been able to stay at home for the afternoon before heading out once more leaving me with some unexpected free time.

I decided to grind some stats, but I had already hit my limit, my legs ached from running, my stomach was sore from sit ups, and now my arms hurt.

I closed my eyes and breathed in. My Mana was fully refilled.

"Holy Light." I whispered, activating the knowledge that I had gained from finally completing the spell, and warm golden light flowed over me. Stronger and brighter than what I had originally achieved.

My aches ceased, I blinked. Sure I was low on mana and so now lethargic, but I felt great.

"Nice." I whispered, falling back and just planning on taking a nap in the grass.

[Holy Light Lv 1. 1/10]

I had opened the status screen while resting and looked over this new change to it. Holy Light was the first spell I had, and so I had no idea what any of this meant, but I could guess.

I checked my mana and I was a ways off from being able to cast it again. So I just rested waiting letting myself recover, and a few minutes later when I was ready I cast the spell again.

[Holy Light Lv 1. 2/10]

Yep. Numbers had gone up.

"Sweeeet." I whispered as I forced myself up, even as my mind felt drowsy time to do some more grinding while I could.

—---

"How is it going?" Ma'Rika, asked as she looked over my shoulder.

"I think I got it?" I offered, and she checked my work on the slate that I was using to do my classwork.

There were three children in the village we lived in, which was actually a lot for such a small village apparently.

So we had been gathered up despite some age differences and given lessons. Each student was given lessons overall, but expectations changed depending on their level.

I could write for instance, and so I was given questions and things I had to answer with writing.

Language, history, culture, math, even a few mana control lessons were all taught by different adults.

The oldest of us, Sav'Kinara was even given lessons on Enchanting and things. Funnily enough they didn't have Papa come in and try to teach, he wasn't very good at it. The one time they had tried he had gotten distracted and just wandered off mid way through.

"Acceptable, although your fourth answer is… Not right." Ma'Rika said, the woman was actually the village head, a daughter of lesser nobility that had left Silvermoon to manage the small village that we all lived in.

Technically it had a name. The Eastern Forest Outpost, number 4.

Yeah. For the very pretentious High Elves to leave a place with a name like that, it really spoke of how small and unimportant we were.

But Mama and Papa liked it. It meant that even the noble in charge was barely that.

Ma'Rika was nice. She was old, although you wouldn't know it, and had accepted this job to get away from the politics in Silvermoon… Or at least that is what Mama had said once.

Being a kid meant people didn't really tell you the whole truth of things.

"What's wrong with it?" I asked, the question was about threats to Silvermoon, and I had answered the Trolls.

"The lesser creatures can be dangerous, but we are talking more… Larger threats, little one. Like… If a civil war broke out! That would be bad wouldn't it?" She asked, speaking to me a little childishly, but I just blinked at her with my wide eyes.

The High Elves really were arrogant idiots.

"The Trolls are dangerous though." I argued, and she tittered at me.

"Even if the Trolls managed to gather into a great army, which honestly little one, is impossible, they eat each other after all. The Ban'dinoriel would stop them." She giggled at my flat look.

The barrier that could be activated to protect Silvermoon was amazing. It would in fact stall the trolls in the future, and if I remember right, it would stop the orcs as well.

Then it would fail against Arthas.

Nothing was impregnable.

Also the trolls weren't that stupid. They absolutely would gather an army and attack us.

"Right." I said instead, agreeing with the woman, and that was that.

I really needed to get stronger soon. I couldn't trust the High Elves to act to a real threat reasonably at this rate.

I excused myself to the bathroom a little after, and cast another Holy Light.

[Holy Light Lv 1. 6/10]

It wasn't much, but I was slowly grinding it up when I could to see what happened.

—--

"Dooora! Dooooora!" A voice whined in my ear as I was trying to finish my work, but I wasn't going to be able to.

"Yes Kimi?"

"You're so booooring. Let's go play. Ma'Rika is distracted with Sav'Kinara." She whispered now, which I knew would only tell the woman that Ma'Rika was up to something.

But at the same time, I was bored of this. I looked down and finished the last question I was on and then pushed it away.

"Yes!" She hissed loudly and tugged me up.

Kimi was actually two years older than me, and you would think that would make her less likely to want to play with me, but I was much more mature than a normal five year old, and also I was the only other child in the village as close to her age.

Hinky didn't count, because he was a boy, and almost ten.

We wandered off Ma'Rika's porch where lessons were taking place, and out into her backyard.

To a child it seemed like a wild forest, but I knew the entire land was purposefully grown and adjusted, and so very safe.

But Kimi took it like she was traveling through dark jungles, whenever she dragged me onto an adventure.

It was fun though, so I didn't mind.

"Look!" Kimi called out as a bird above us chattered away, probably telling its family we were there.

But it was pretty, and the little girl was locked onto it, unable to tear her eyes away.

I just stretched, loosening up from sitting all morning.

"I wonder what he's saying." She whispered and I looked up at the bird and considered it.

"I don't know. Why don't you learn and tell me about it someday?"

"What?" Her neck snapped to me as she nearly grabbed me. "YOU CAN TALK TO ANIMALS!? WHY HAS NO ONE EVER TOLD ME!?" She screamed and I winced, our long ears weren't just for show, they were sensitive.

"Well I don't think we have any culture for it? But that's what Druids do." I offered and her eyes were wide and round. Their pearlescent blue shimmered with desire.

"How!?"
"Sorry Kimi, that, I don't know." I answered and then her eyes filled with tears

Oh no.

"But I'm sure if we ask the adults, someone will know how to become a druid… You might have to go to the humans, or something to find one though?"

"I will! I'll be a dru-id! So I can speak to all the birds! I'll do it!" She demanded and then ran off, making it half a dozen steps before her foot caught a rock and she smashed face first into the dirt.

I winced as the loud thud hadn't been quiet.

"WaaaAAAAA!" She screamed voice rising up louder and louder as I hurried over.

"It's okay, Kimi, come here, come here." I urged her but she was fighting me, instincts to run to someone that can give her comfort winning out over my words.

So I just charged up a Holy Light and slapped it into her back. The light caused her to stutter, even if her wailing didn't end there, but it did quiet, slowly trickling off as she realized she wasn't in pain.

Although that didn't stop the water works.

A moment later I had a bigger Elfling wrapped around me and bawling into my shoulder.

[Holy Light Lv 1. 7/10]

Well I got something out of it at least.

—--

That night I finally did it.

In the privacy of my room before going to bed I was able to cast the spell again and I shivered as I felt myself change. I would be able to cast Holy Light with more strength now.

[Holy Light Lv 2. 0/20]

I looked over the stat and nodded.

I could work with that.

It was getting late, but I let myself just relax in my bed slowly regathering my Mana until I could cast the spell again. I was curious what the difference was going to be, and so slowly even as I started drifting off, my Mana refreshed, and then when I realized it I rubbed my eyes clean of the dream I had nearly fallen into and sat up.

"Holy Light." I whispered and the power surged, bright and powerful, and safe.

And then I instantly felt my entire mana pool vanish and then more. I slumped into unconsciousness.

—--

"This isn't going well." I muttered.

[Holy Light Lv 2. 2/20]

I had cast it again after waking up, to test, and got the same results. To cast level 2 Holy Light I instantly passed out from Mana exhaustion which wasn't good, it wasn't really healthy.

What was worse? Casting Holy Light Lv 1 didn't raise my skill. I had to cast the upgraded form. So I needed some way of enhancing my mana pool.

Luckily I did have some options, and the most interesting one was downstairs.

"Papa? If I wanted to increase my Mana pool, what's the best cheap enchantment for that?"

"Hmm?" Papa asked, looking away from his work in his private office. He had been tinkering with an amulet, likely a commission.

Papa might have fled Silvermoon, but that didn't mean people didn't want access to a Master Enchanter.

"Well the cheapest would be an enchantment of Minor Mana, but that's really only used to provide mana for bigger works."

"I want more Mana." I explained and he blinked at me owlishly for a moment.

It took him a while to sort of process what I said and then he opened his mouth to speak before stopping and seemingly thinking more on it.

"Your natural mana pool will grow as you grow. So there is no rush." He said, then nodding confidently, looking a little proud of himself.

Which, okay that was good dad advice to a child, but not really what I need Papa!

"Okay… But can you teach me enchantment anyways, so I can learn?"

"Alah'Dorah, growth… It comes slowly sometimes." He struggled to try and come up with the right words, and I relaxed, taking a breath myself.

I was anxious because I wanted to grind, but Papa was kinda right. Rushing it would be silly… But that didn't change that I wanted more.

"Okay… Can you teach me how to Enchant stuff anyways? Not the Mana enchantment then, but I do want to learn."

Papa blinked and seemed to consider it, before nodding slowly. "I think that would be fine."

I smiled as Papa picked me up and put me on his lap, and started talking as he tinkered with the amulet before him.

He was making an amulet that would make the skin of the wearer sparkle and glow for some noblewoman. It was a stupid enchantment, but Papa was explaining how he was making a completely new enchantment for this, and so that I paid a lot of attention to.

—---

"Alah, be a dear and take this over to Hes'Tara." Ma'Rika called out as class ended the next day, holding a small package in her hands.

"GASP!" I said, suddenly excited as I reached into my bag and pulled out an actual little journal. When I had proven I had learned how to write quickly. Papa had gotten this for me.

I rushed over scrambling for a pencil out of my backpack. The piece of graphite, thankfully not lead was held up ready.

"It's just down the way." Ma'Rika tried to wave me off but I just smiled up at her and waited.

Everyone knew the deal.

You send me on a quest, it goes into the journal. Do you have any idea how hard it was to keep track of quests without a quest log!? I had come up with this solution after learning to write, it was quite literally the way to do it.

"FIne." She said, sounding a little frustrated, but willing to play along. "Ma'Rika needs this package delivered to Hes'Tara at the watchtower on the edge of town without delay." She added the last bit well aware, if she didn't then it was on my time not hers.
I finished writing it down and nodded.

"Quest accepted." I spoke formally and closed up the journal and placed it in my bag holding out a hand to take the small package, which I realized felt like some food or something?

I nodded and hurried away, ignoring the older woman's chuckles at my eccentricity.

It might seem silly, and it was, but I was building a habit! Imagine what would happen if I took a quest that sent me across the continent and then I forgot what I was even sent to gather? Writing it down was important!

So my Quest log was filled out on any quest I was sent on, no matter how tiny.

I raced down the grassy road down a few buildings and to the watchtower on the edge of town. It was more of a temporary home for any rangers traveling through than anything else, but Hes'Tara was here. I knocked on the door and waited for a few moments before the door opened.

Hes'Tara wasn't a ranger, he was actually a Priest, although not the one I had bothered to learn how to do magic from.

He traveled around to heal or support other rangers as needed, a wandering priest basically.

"Delivery for Hes'Tara from Ma'Rika, one package. Please sign here." I offered, pulling out my journal and showing the quest entry.

The man wasn't used to me, we hadn't really met before, but he took my words at their face value, nodding slowly, taking the package and signing his name in my journal.

"Thank you!" I told him pleased, another quest completed!

I mean, sure I wasn't getting stuff out from the ether for finishing a quest, I had no quest system in my gamer stuff, but it was better this way!

"Heh. Well if it's a quest, you get a reward, right?" He offered as I stuffed away my journal and nodded eagerly.

"Yes!"

"Well in that case, I was just given a few cookies. I believe one would be an acceptable reward wouldn't it?" He said, having opened the package to find some of Ma'Rika's baking safely inside, including a handkerchief.

Oh my! How forward Ma'Rika!

But that was secondary to what was important!

"Yes please!" I agreed and he laughed as he handed me one of the confections and then patted me on the head.

Finishing quests was the best.