The Forgotten Faithful: A LitRPG Adventure (UnderVerse Book 2) Cajiao, Jez (best selling autobiographies TXT) 📖

wounds in my brain and damaging other areas in here.” I tapped my forehead lightly as I made eye contact with them both, noting their shock over the amount that I’d used.

“Jenae, our patron Goddess, has told me that there are specialization paths for healers, much as there are for all professions. A ‘Reconstructor’ is the specialization I’d need our healer to take. However, the thing is, Ame…that’s not going to be you.”

“What?” she demanded.

“You’re not going to be the Tower’s healer, Ame.” I repeated, shaking my head. “Don’t get me wrong, I think you probably could become one, if you really wanted to, and you’d probably be amazing at it; I accept that. The thing is, though, you’d need to spend a fuck-load of time training up a replacement Runecrafter for us, since someone as skilled as you could make huge improvements to the Tower, to our weapons, hell, you could do all sorts of things. It makes no goddamn sense to retrain you, and have you retrain someone else to take your place, all so you can be a healer. Tell me truthfully: do you actually want to give up Runecrafting, and spend all that time retraining to be a healer? Or are you afraid of the darkness you were trapped in, and you just want to make sure that doesn’t happen again?”  Several minutes passed in silence before Ame sighed heavily.

“I wanted to make sure it doesn’t happen again; that’s all. I loved being a Runecrafter.”

She admitted, sitting back, and seeming to relax for the first time since I’d met her.

“Glad to hear it,” I said, smiling. “To be clear, I’m not saying ‘no’ to you learning healing magic, or any magic. Instead, I’m going to give you one Spellbook, and one skill book. The skill book will be for your Runecrafting, and the spell will be healing. If you find you like healing, and you want to go that way, then great.”

“You can help, as there’s always going to be a need for healing magic here, I think. I’ll also want you to take on at least one apprentice, as I think your Runecrafting skills are going to be massively in demand. Lastly, I’ll need you to help me with a little side project.” Almost on cue, Oracle approached, the books we’d discussed in her hands, and she laid them on the table between us, before disappearing into the depths of the Hall again.

“One last point,” I said as Ame reached out tentatively for the books, and she froze. “I’ve also spoken to Jenae about the Runecrafting. She’s informed me that there’s a way for us to learn the Runes for spells through her, so eventually, my ‘Battlefield Triage’ spell, the one that Oracle and I used to heal you and rebuild your body in several places, will be able to be made into a Rune.” With that revelation, Oracle put two more books down on the other side of the table, and Ame gasped in shock as she identified them. A single memory crystal had also been set down with the pair of books.

“Now, you need to choose, Ame, as you know far more about your skills and path than I ever will."

"The two Spellbooks are ‘Lay on Hands’, which allows you to heal others through physically touching them, and will teach you the basics of healing magic, and ‘Identify’ which allows you to gather information on whatever you’re looking at. I’ve found that channeling additional mana into Identify can be hugely beneficial when you need to know about a target. The memory crystal is from a master Runecrafter from before the cataclysm, so I’d imagine there’s a lot of knowledge there that can help you. The two Skillbooks are firstly for ‘Mana Coalescence’, which will allow someone with the required skill to create a solidified mana crystal, in any shape they desire. It’d take a while, but with your manapool, you could literally create perfect runes with this skill once you’d leveled it up. The second Skillbook is called ‘Mysteries of a Runic Mind’ and apparently teaches the theory behind Runecrafting…” I shrugged and leaned forward. “I’m sure you know a lot of the theory already, and have most of the knowledge this could teach you, but these Skillbooks are both Journeyman level, and as such, I have to think they’ll be able to provide you with some kind of benefit.” I watched Ame, as she moved her head from side to side, a low ‘thrummm’ filling the air as she examined the items minutely using her Worldsense. Her tendrils danced in weird, slightly disturbing patterns.

“What is this?” she asked me eventually, sitting back hesitantly. “You are aware of the damage that absorbing too many Spellbooks can cause, so this is what? A test?” Annoyance clearly tinged her tone, mixed with desire.

“No,” I said honestly. “It’s not a test at all. All of these are available to you, although I’ll stop you if you try to take them all at once; that’s true. I want you to make a choice of which you want… Oracle?”

“We’ve discussed your path between us, Ame,” Oracle chimed in, returning from the depths of the shelves, and taking up the conversation at my invitation. “The thing is, though, I don’t know a great deal about your species, or your limits, and the only person who knows what’s truly best for you… is you.” She smiled and sat next to me, gesturing to the contents of the table. “We’d like you to choose what you wish to learn. I would recommend the Memory Stone last of all, and it is true that there are other books, both magical and skill-based in here, but these are the ones that we feel would suit you best at this time, based on the knowledge we have.”

“I think a mixture would suit you best, personally.” I said picking up the conversation again. “I’d choose the healing spell, as with it,