The beast was limping, but that didn't seem to demotivate it. In fact, it only seemed to be more eager. Licking its teeth, the wolf slowly circled Aldr as he gritted his teeth.
'Not the worst start I've had but...I'd be really pissed if I die here.'
The beast lurched forward, throwing its whole weight towards Arthur and opening its mouth, eager to take a bite out of his leg. But was met with a swift kick to the jaw.
'Good, it's stupid...'
It only took a few more dodges from Aldr to gain an advantage in the fight. Though he unfortunately lacked the reach to take advantage of it without being punished, as the dagger's blade was quite short.
'Great...great.'
The beast didn't seem alright, its actions were mindless and seemed to be out of desperation, or maybe even insanity. Though, that was nothing but another advantage for Aldr, as the beast laid out many more gaps for him to take advantage of.
He kicked the beast back and sliced it across the head, letting the black dagger drag across its flesh as Aldr burst forward, slamming his fist down onto the wolf and caving its skull.
'Its...probably dead.'
He grumbled and stabbed it a few more times for safety. And then took a peek at its flesh. There was an odd green hue, rotted. Like it had already died before. He caught his breath and sighed, eyeing the dagger. Before sparks formed into words above it.
'Finally, I was waiting...'
The guide that had been given to him showed itself in forms of, magical words. Though, they were quite helpful. Finding information about weapons and skills himself was a great pain in the ass.
The sparks formed into the roughly written words above the dagger.
[Greetings, Firstchosen.]
He gave the words a slight wave before letting out another sigh.
"Yeah, yeah, hi. Just show me my uh, whatever."
The runes shaped and transformed into another long string of words.
[Name: Aldr
Title: None
Attributes: None
Weapons: Black dagger
Skills: None]
'A promising show of abilities...'
"Show me the black dagger."
The runes transformed once again.
[Item name: Black dagger
Grade: Relic
Aspect: Death
Definition: Death marched across the desert, when asked who he was, he said "nobody".]
'Inspiring.'
He let out another sigh and stood up. It was rather uninteresting to him. The role he had taken was also uninteresting. No attributes, not a single defining power. No skills, and one useless weapon with the aspect of death.
'Come to think of it... I had a similar weapon to this back then, didn't I?'
He remembered the world slightly, Velmund. The realm of the forgotten. Back when Aldr was younger, he had done quite a number on the place.