Jonas watched the last one fall and realized... he didn't really do all that much. He gathered them up to ensure they got the maximum rewards and hopefully everyone was thankful as he was to see their levels close to rising, then he saw the loot popups and his heart leapt. Their second encounter and already such great loot. That was amazing. Then he rolled. The Blue Roll (21) (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=49268) disappointed him, but the Green Roll (88) (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=49269) gave him hope. So he wouldn't have the top of the line gear, but at least he'd have his share of aid. Being apparently the weakest in the party, as compared to the casters and the brute squad, he would need the aid until such time as he came into his own.<strong>"The magic used was effective, I don't know any myself, but... I should look around the field for flowers to create poisons. I'm a poisoner. I took the ability and the necessary skills to craft them. It will be useful for me to have supplies should the need arise."</strong>He took a cloak gratefully from the farmer and draped it over his back, which was technically unnecessary as he could simply will it onto his back through the interface, but he liked going through the motions. It made it feel more real and that was a good thing. He had to get used to this place as reality, because for at least a month it looked like, if he had any sense of scale, it would be.<strong>"Anyone else take any crafting skills, or will we be heading back to the inn once I gather the necessary ingredients? Also anyone up for sharing a room? The more we save on expenses, the more we can spend on equipment. Plus even though it's town, people can still... well suffice to say that while I prefer sleeping alone, it may prove a bad idea."</strong><br/><br/>Profession (Herbalist) roll: 23 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=49270)