Adventures Of A Goblin

Three people, two male and a female, all dressed in heavy armors, walked into the classroom full of wild excitement and anticipation brimming in the air. They stood in front of the students who could no longer bottle up their vigority, and they all flocked themselves over to them.

"wow guys, it's a real adventurer..."

One of the kids spoke up, squeezing himself among his peers just so he could get closer to the adventuerers.

"I was once an adventurer too you know. Why don't you ever give me the same treatment as you do them".

Miss Aletta said suckling to her students who were too preoccupied with trying to draw to themselves the attention of the Dire Hammer members.

"you become their teacher, and they forget just how awesome you are, sulking up to outsiders. Some gratitude you have going there my dear students".

The kids were ignorant to the complaints of Miss Aletta, at least not with the Dire Hammer's members in front of them.

"alright kids enough. Break it up or I will be forced to cancel your dungeon exploration and send your beloved group of adventurers back to wherever they came from".

"is that what you all want...."

With no questions asked, they hastily moved themselves back to their seats the same way they had hurriedly rushed the members of the Dire Hammer.

"much better. Now, if you guys would do the honor of introducing yourselves to my excessively agitated students".

"i don't know for how long I can keep them this obedient, so get right to it".

She moved closer to The Dire Hammer members, and whispered words in their midst, silent enough for the students not to hear.

"O....., okay Miss Aletta".

The Dire Hammer members, directed their view over to the students and got ready to introduce themselves starting with the member at the right end.

"alright guys, I am Louis Riley, but my friends call me Riley and you can too if you want".

"my choice of weapon as you can see, is a long sword, and my job is a Swordsman with a level of eighty-seven. I am also the party's leader".

Riley has a sword hanging on his waist with his hair reaching to his shoulders, and a beautiful looking face to boot, one that would make ladies wet their pants at the sight of him.

Riley draws his sword out of his sheath and flashes it around with light demonstrations as he introduces himself to the students.

The baton was passed over to the lady standing next to Riley, dressed in white garment and laced with ornaments in several sides of the clothing, with a scarf worn over her head and a staff held in her hand.

She has a face that would make one rejoice over meeting with an angel, but a personality that would make one worship the devil as being too meek. Her two teammates know better than to get her angry.

"my name, is Caren Krige, I am a white mage, and I am Level...".

Impatient, one of the student raised his hand up, not giving Caren to finish her introduction.

"yes, you over there".

"my name is Adam, not you".

Adam the student who raised his hand up, corrected Caren on how he should be identified.

"yes Adam, do you have a question to ask".

"i do. What is a White Mage".

"that's a good question. A white mage is a job specification dedicated to a group of mages who have devoted themselves to serving the Gods".

"it's an extremely special job, with its primary aim being to cast heal on any wounded members of the party, it's secondary aim is buffing a comrade and debuffing an opponent. White mages are essential in a battle, as they are able to turn around a critical situation with simple spoken words".

"the only way to have it, is by receiving the blessings of the Gods. Without that, one cannot be opportuned to becoming a White Mage".

"woww..., that is so cool. So you are like the strongest one right....."

Caren looked into Adam's eyes and saw it brimming with the expectancy of being told that she is the strongest. Seeing that, she made up her mind not to betray his expectations.

"yes....., yes I am the strongest. In fact, without me, this two here will be completely helpless against any monster. That is how important white mages are in a party".

"wowwww..., when I grow up, I am going to be just like you".

"well good for you kid. But if you want to be just like me, offer an hourly prayer to the Gods, and make sure to show to them your unwavering devotion and faith".

"the strongest, really?..., you do know that your job being rare does not exactly make it the strongest".

"hey...., you got to at least give me this moment to savor. It's not everyday I get to meet with a fanatic you know".

Moving closer to Caren and whispering in her ears, is the third member of Dire Hammer Party.

"the kids are waiting for you to introduce yourself to them next".

"ahem, ahem. Kids, I am Dexter Holcomb, call me Dexter. I am a Level eighty-four Warrior".

"kids, the path to becoming the strongest is honing your physical prowess through life crushing exercises".

Dexter's appearance is one appalling to the eyes, though not as much as Riley's. His braided hair especially suits well with his well muscular and toned body. His personality is one in line with building up a man's body through excess training, and also has a very soft spot for women.

Dexter raised a fist up, flaunting it to the kids who blatantly ignored his display of strength.

Their attention have been especially captured by Caren who declared herself a white mage, a job so rare only few get to have it, unlike the swordsman and warrior job that is too common.

"miss Caren, you still haven't told us what your level is".

"well kids, I am Level eighty-two".

hearing what level she's at, the kids turned their heads, looking at each other.

"why is your level lower than the others, did you not say that your job is the strongest?, if so, are you not supposed to be at a level higher than theirs".

This time, it was Dana that broke the suspenseful question that had reigned in the minds of the children.

"kid, having a special job does not exactly make you stronger than the others, if you don't put any work with what you have, you will fall far behind others, special job or not".

"so does that mean you don't put in any work on your job, is that why you are lacking behind your friends".

"why you little....."

"okay, that's enough for the introduction".

Miss Aletta interfered just in time before Caren lost her cool. For one who has chosen a God related job, the face she made when she felt herself being belittled by Dana, was unholy like of her.

"come on Caren, the kid is speaking the truth you know, no need getting mad at her".

"is that so?....., guess what, you can go find yourself another healer and one who will buff you whenever you need, because I won't be wasting an ounce of my mana on you".

"come on, don't be like that..."

Dexter begged, knowing how effective and important Caren's buff is in an adventurers life, he could not afford being arrogant to her.