3 Collecting experience or resources (2/2)

Draig left for the forbidden zone once again, if he couldn't advance in the bloodline trait of dwarfs then he would advance his System.

Skulking through the forbidden zone like a silent specter of death he searched and searched but found no creatures, he was becoming impatient until he decided to just casually explore the forbidden zone.

Draig collected any plants he saw because of his innate understanding from the goblin bloodline, continuing to explore he consoled himself in the fact that the trip wasn't a complete waste. Until caught scent of blood, Draig smiled at the chances and dashed towards the smells origins.

Looking down he saw two orcs fighting maliciously, he wondered what for.

'These guy rarely fight each other' thought Draig

He waited for the two to fight it out so he would gain an easy meal but they were taking forever, he had to admit there stamina was something to be admired but he was eager for his advancement. Those thoughts guiding his hand he struck quickly aiming for the throat with his claws, the two orcs yelled out in shock before swinging at their assailant.

Draig unprepared for retaliation took the hits head on and coughed up blood, the orcs stared at him angrily before their lifeblood began flowing. Confused about the delay Draig decided he would need to examine or read about monsters but he had no way to contact people unless he ran into them in the forbidden zone.

Shaking his head, Draig stood up and bit into the Orcs crinkling his nose in disgust. Orcs were not cleanly beings as compared to others and the scent assaulting his nose at point blank almost made Draig reconsider but he was too close to advancing to not get his fill.

Before he had even finished consuming the first orc he felt his system ready for advancement taking him to intermediate Vampire status, his hair faded until it was ash colored and his blood consumption became much greater as the orc became a husk within seconds after the advancement.

Draig admired himself for a second before biting into the second orc and within a couple of minutes it was shriveled as well.

Draig searched them and came across some things he found were worth the damage he took initially, a anvil of sorts. He didn't know its origins but he could sense a power coming from it, it was something unique. Among the things he found valuable gems and gold and silver, Draig considered himself lucky and returned to the farm.

Draig was looking at his system and saw he actually had a decision to make as far as his skills went, there was three options available along with his initial upgrades to his existing race traits.

'Bloodmancer, Lords sword skill, Toxic magic' were his options he chose the bloodmancer skill and the Toxic Magic

He saw the tips of his nails become black, apparently it was an active skill.

He arrived at the farm around sunset and sat in his basement staring at the anvil curiously.