Master Of None

Trish moved toward a dark chest and placed every single vials inside."The less normal sunlight they absorb the better. The light mana given off from the full moon is more delicate and can be used for certain healing skills. This is why there are a few moonlight priestesses in our city." 

Trish knew that this would be something interesting for the party to encounter since they would be going along to place the potions in to direct moonlight. "Where do you go to place them? So we need to leave the forest?" Walker knew there were not many clearing that he had seen in the trip to the elf city. This fact alone made him curious.

"There are a few places we have set up around the city. When a full moon comes the enforcers are charged with expanding our range. We will take Trish to a specific tree taller than most which have a natural platform our people have grown over the years." Sierra jumped in to inform them. Alma appeared to be slightly jealous that she was beaten to the punch. 

"I'm glad we don't need to climb to the top of this tree. I feel like it is too tall, even though it will grow more." Remey was just happy to have the work a little easier. She also couldn't imagine how large of a platform would be on the top of such a massive tree.

"This tree would never need to have such a platform, it would block the sunlight in the day. Instead, it houses most of the elves in the city in its branches. How could we ask more?" Trish was adamant about keeping the giant tree in the best possible condition for growth. This was more than just their home.

"Now that we have finished the first potion, can you show me the way you make a low tier healing potion? Then a low tier mana potion?" Remeybwanted to compare the potion making techniques and ingredients. 

"Of course I can. We can go all the way to the high tier as well. But I will need to have some ingredients gathered. Let's go for a climb." Trish walked right out the front door and Alma followed. She appeared to be very excited by this.

Walker and Remey were very curious and followed suit. Sierra took up the rear knowing exactly where they were going. They followed up a set of vine ladders that pushed through different canopies and levels in the branches. Soon they had climbed to a much higher elevation. The strange part was that they felt the air was thicker. 

"It's like the air is sticky, where are we going?" Remey didn't like the feeling because she was starting to sweat much more. 

"One more ladder and we will be there." Trish just sang a little motivation while climbing up again. 

Walker's head breached the next level in the reward and found that he was immersed in another room of vines. Orange and yellow orbs floated around illuminating many plants and hanging herbs. The entire place was warm and filled with the scent of the forest. 

"Welcome to my hanging garden. This is where my herbs are grown and tended by some elemental spirits." Trish pointed abut at the countless orbs of light and some moving droplets of water. Walker could even see some small wisps of fire and wind circling each other. 

"This is the most amazing herb garden I have ever seen." Remey's whisper to herself held true awe. She wanted nothing more than to spend all the time she had left looking at every herb she had never seen and every possible way to use them to create new potions. Her desire to somehow drag the old master alchemist here too was pulling on her heart. 

Walker was amazed at what he saw. The elements that the elemental spirits controlled were constantly changing the environment. Some herbs were held in an incredibly hot and nearly flamable space, but right next to it would be the brutal bone chilling cold. They had complete control over their elemental mana and used it to give the herbs exactly what they needed.

"You are all so quiet. Even though you have seen these hundreds of times Alma, you are still silent as the spring winds." Trish was giggling at the faces they were all making. Even Sierra had broken her poker face and shown her amazement.

"I can't help but look like this. These herbs aren't in my kingdom. I can't find them in any book I have ever memorized. I can't even pull them from the memories of fairytales that I have. I need to know them all. I need to research them/. I need to know how I can help people with them. I need to share this with the old man. I need to know." Remey was falling in to a mass of excited rambling. 

"Well, then get to it. You have the herbology log, don't you? I have it as my high class skill yes, but you should be able to unlock it if you are lucky. Worst case your system just gives you the herbalist field guide skill." Trish was speaking on skills that she had used to remember every herb she had ever touched and studied. The requirements took some time to meet, but once the information was seen and felt by her it was logged in to the skill. From that point on she would be able to recall every bit of information about the herb in question and even properly store and grow the seeds with the assistance of anyone with a farming type system.

Remey was instantly frozen on the spot. "The old man said he has the book of herbs skill that he and his mother both had as master alchemists...I have nothing like that. Everything I know is in my own head."

"You memorized everything yourself? This master alchemist has the mirror to my high class skill. How interesting. Humans are proving to be more and more fun. I hope you can unlock this skill or even a new one. What will you do? Try to unlock a skill to learn everything and memorize it? Or try and memorize it all yourself?"

Remey felt her will solidify in her heart. Walker could only see her fist and jaw clench before she raised her head with a clear goal in her eyes. "I am going to use my own power to memorize it all. If I get a skill great, but there's no point if I don't do it with my own two hands." 

'Unique quest created: Alchemical brawler class quest

The alchemical brawler is like no other. They must create their own skill and bring it in to existence using the will of the world. 

Requirements:

Examine and memorize every herb within the hanging garden of the elven city. 

0/524 memorized.

Learn and analyze the fighting style of the elven races' three major battle classes. 

0/3 analyzed

Reward:

Unique skill created- The alchemical brawler's field guide. 

Description locked until analysis fo herbs completed.'

Remey saw this quest on her system and nearly choked. She had no proper words to explain what she was seeing. Walker could only wonder what had gotten her so tongue tied. Trish and Alma both looked around for water thinking there was something wrong and she needed a drink. The only one that had a feeling something amazing was happening was Sierra, her gut was telling her to brace for what was about to be said.

Remey's eyes locked on Trish. " I need your help to create a unique skill for my unique class. Can you help me?" Her eyes turned to Sierra next. "I need you to tell me the three major battle classes for the elves. I need your help to make this skill." 

The room nearly stopped. Even some of the elemental spirits seemed to be stuck for a moment before resuming the flow of the herb garden. "You are creating a unique quest...tell me what it will be called!" Trish didn't waste a second. The words she had heard were history being written as she watched. "The alchemical Brawler's field guide. A long name I know. But if I can memorize every single herb here and the three major battle classes of the elves, then I will be able to make it." Remey held nothing back. She could feel the strange influx of mana around her. It was as if the world was calling her to challenge. 

"Alma and Walker can leave us. We have work to do. Sierra, as the highest ranking elder in the elf city I use my power to order you to gather three of our warriors. Bring Wade, Elsa, and Ryan. They will be her teachers for combat. Get every scribe possible to record this. We are elves and we have long recorded the changes the world has through the centuries. Today we will record another without interruption." 

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