Quest Academy: Silvers, page 6
Introduction to (R&D, Battle Equipment, Crafting)
Introduction to (Guilds, Factions, Societies, Sects)
Introduction to (Survival, Encounters, Conquest)
Introduction to (Trade, Bounties, Wagers, Commission)
Sal raised an eyebrow. A small part of him had expected a huge focus on combat, but there was a lot more theory involved and tactics. He didn’t want to get ahead of himself, but he started to consider that Quest Academy wouldn’t be so bad after all, and he might even retain his high rank. Sal dismissed that thought and shook his head. He didn’t have the perseverance or mindset to push forward and become a Savior. But that didn’t mean he was going to give up either.
Sal glanced at the creased gray uniform that he had slept in. His mother would laugh at him if she saw what he was going to use her power for. Restoration was an incredible ability for the Argento Auction, allowing treasured artifacts and relics to be brought back to their former glory.
He activated his power and replicated the weave he had done a thousand times. He had memorized his mother’s gift when he was a child and used it constantly to fix things he had broken. Sal smiled as he aimed the Restoration ability on the uniform. The added bonus was that it brought items back to their best appearance, which, in Sal’s case, was last night. His power smoothed out the creases and removed the stains. Despite it starting as a gray uniform, it looked practically regal by the time Sal was finished with it. He wasted no time in getting changed and checked the screen for how much time he had left. Sal sighed upon seeing that he still had twenty minutes.
He did one last check of the room to see whether he was forgetting anything, then checked himself one last time in the mirror, making sure to avoid eye-contact with himself. When he was satisfied with the result, he left the room. The door took a lot more effort to move than he remembered the night before, but he pulled and shoved it to get it open enough for him to slide through. Closing it was much easier but drew the attention of a few other students walking along the corridor to the elevator. Since Sal was in Room 6, he was practically beside it. The familiar ding indicated that one had just arrived, so Sal shoved the door closed and made the mistake of running to the elevator.
“Hold it for me, please.”
His muscles screamed, but he gritted his teeth and forced a smile when he saw that someone was holding the door open for him. The arm belonged to a sandy-haired boy who was shooting a glare at a girl with blonde hair who repeatedly tapped the Close Doors button, ignoring Sal’s presence completely.
When Sal finally entered the elevator, another voice called out from farther down the corridor. The sandy-haired boy was unwavering in keeping the doors open, and Sal understood the blonde girl’s frustration. The three other people in the elevator shared guilty looks, as if to confirm that they had held up the elevator a few times already.
Sal turned to the door and looked at the sign above the floor options. “Looks like one more person is probably our weight capacity, so we’re good to go after this one.”
With their new addition, who thanked them immediately, the sandy-haired boy removed his arm and let the doors close, much to the relief of the blonde, who finally stopped hitting the button.
She turned to the group. “We’re going to have to stop at the next thirty floors, and if you’re holding it for every single person, we’re never going to get there!”
Rather than answering, the sandy-haired boy turned red.
“We’re at weight capacity,” Sal said, putting the boy out of his misery. “It’ll go straight to our destination.”
The blonde was about to retort when she suddenly closed her mouth. The elevator wasn’t stopping. Rather than looking embarrassed, her face broke into a relieved smile.
“Thank fuck for that. I can’t be late again…I think my parents disowned me after my result last night.”
The sandy-haired boy turned to look at them. “Worse than eight hundredth?”
Sal grimaced and clapped him on the back. “It’s day one, there’s plenty of time to catch up. I’m Sal, by the way. I live in Room 6 on Floor 51.”
“Hannah, Room 3.” Her answer was confident as she stood up straight and looked squarely at Sal. “Why are you asking for room numbers instead of rank?”
Sal shrugged and gestured vaguely. “Just thought it would be nice to know who my neighbors are. You can check everyone’s rank on the leaderboard, so it’s not a big secret or anything.”
Hannah paused before shaking her head with a sigh. “Sorry, I’m so on edge and thinking everything is a test. The way you spoke when you got in the elevator…and your uniform looks almost white, I thought you might have been a member of staff coming in to check on us.”
“Kane, Room 10.” The sandy-haired guy gave them both a respectful nod. His eyes lingered on Sal’s uniform for a moment.
Sal made a mental note to hold himself back from Restoring the uniform too much in the future. The other students hadn’t fared much better in the wardrobe department, with many of them wearing creased or stained uniforms. His uniform definitely stood out for its immaculate appearance, and he wondered if that would end up being a bad thing.
The other students in the elevator didn’t pipe up with their own room numbers. They had turned their backs the moment Kane and Hannah mentioned their low ranks. Sal couldn’t believe they were segregating based on a number that hadn’t existed twelve hours ago.
Hannah ignored the group and turned to Sal with a knowing look. “Let the cliques commence.”
The elevator doors opened, and Sal was met with the sight of hundreds of students slowly making their way toward the amphitheater between the huge towers. Some of them were holding coffee cups, and Sal swore an oath to whatever deity was listening that he’d be awake earlier tomorrow to get his fix.
“I’m getting a chai latte, you want one?” Hannah asked as they stepped into the lobby.
Sal followed her gesture to see a series of pop-up vendors littered around the sides. There were breakfast options, lunches, coffees, pastries…everything. They still had time, so Sal wandered over with Hannah, and Kane wasn’t too far behind.
When the prices came into view, Hannah stopped abruptly with a grimace. She glanced around and pointed toward a large queue of students huddled around a few metal dispensers. “The free coffee is over there.”
Sal carried on walking to the vendor, unfazed. “An Americano, chai latte…and Kane? What do you want?” He turned around to look at the two of them. “It’s my treat for holding the elevator for me.”
Kane shook his head.
“If you don’t tell me, I’ll get you a chai latte, and it sounds horrible.”
Kane bit his lip before finally conceding. “Flat white, please.”
Hannah stared at Sal as though he had two heads. “There’s free coffee over there.”
The vendor smiled as he took the order. “That’ll be six Q-Credit in total. Please use your dorm card to complete the purchase.”
Sal tapped his card against a payment device on the countertop and stood to one side to wait for their order.
Hannah almost exploded in exasperation as she moved closer to Sal to speak in a hushed whisper. “You don’t have to play it cool, you know? Six Q-Credits is a lot.”
Sal raised an eyebrow and wondered whether he had underestimated the value of the academy currency. He raised the drink to his lips and pondered how different a premium coffee could really be.
With just a single sip, the fatigue throughout his body completely disappeared. Sal stared at the cup in shock and heard both Hannah and Kane curse audibly as they came to the same realization.
It was Kane, though, who finally said what everyone was thinking. “I think my coffee just healed me?”
Chapter 7:
Colorful Cohorts
By the time Sal had gotten halfway through his coffee, he was already at the amphitheater, with time to spare. Students were still arriving and picking their seats. More than a few clusters of people had already formed, and it looked from their back-and-forth that they were already very familiar with one another. Not that he was bitter, but it was something Sal had never really experienced growing up.
A part of him was curious what it would be like to have a large group of friends, but another part of him rationalized that considering he made it this far with few close contacts, he could probably keep going with that approach. His former friendships didn’t deteriorate because of his personality; it was always because of his power. Even when he tried to hide it, people would look down on him or pity him, and when he used it, they’d hate or resent him. Being able to reproduce anyone’s ability in its ultimate form didn’t really earn him too many friends. It was just easier to act like an Appraiser and keep a low profile. The only people in Sal’s life who treated him well were his family and their close friends. Sal wondered whether Villa and Neuro would have treated him the same way if they knew the full extent of his abilities.
“I don’t think I’ve ever felt this alert. It’s insane!” Hannah exclaimed abruptly from the seat beside him, causing Sal to jump ever so slightly. She laughed before apologizing to him earnestly. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you. It’s just, I feel ready for anything! That coffee was amazing.” She looked past Sal to where Kane sat quietly, as though urging him to share his own experiences, but Kane kept his attention on the leaderboard. “You said your name was Sal, right?”
Sal glanced up at the leaderboard with a grim smile, waiting for the other shoe to drop. He wondered whether they’d turn their backs on him like the others had in the elevator, or if they’d try to cling to him because of his higher status. He didn’t like the part of himself that naturally assumed the worst-case scenario, but he also didn’t like that his instincts were usually correct.
Kane nearly choked on his coffee when he found Sal on the board. “You’re in the top twenty! Why didn’t you say so?”
Shrugging, Sal decided not to answer. He didn’t want to make excuses or try to win them over. If they felt uncomfortable sitting with him because of a number he was given a day ago, that was a pretty clear indicator of their personalities.
Hannah came to his rescue. “You heard him. He wanted to get to know his neighbors, not see each other as numbers. Thank you for the coffee, Mr. Argento.” Her voice had a playful tone as she pretended to sound dignified.
Kane stared at them for a few more moments, then back to his own dismal place on the leaderboard. If he had pride, it certainly wasn’t getting in the way of his ambition. “Any advice for how I can move up the board? You must know what you’re doing if you’re that high.”
Hannah turned in her seat and made it clear that she wanted to know the answer too, but Sal didn’t have any sage advice for them. Instead, he condensed a lot of the information he heard from the night before and rehashed it for them.
“Don’t be stupid. Take risks and challenge yourself. That should probably work well in your favor. As long as they know you’re trying, and you’re playing by the rules, you’ll likely move up the board.”
Kane and Hannah nodded and smiled.
Welcome to Day One.
This will be an introductory course to Quest Academy.
We’ll be calling out names and assigning them to different groups. This will be your cohort for the entire semester. Each cohort will be on a different module rotation to ensure that our lecturers have manageable group sizes. As some of you may already be aware, your schedule only contains mandatory courses. It is up to you to enlist in optional courses that will help you reach your goals. Some of those optional modules are already available for enrollment, but as you’ve heard, spaces will be limited.
As Quest spoke to the gathered students, the leaderboard above changed to show the optional courses that were available for selection. They appeared beside the mandatory core subjects and had a thicker font to indicate their importance. As much as Sal wanted to pay attention to all the students being sorted into different cohorts, his focus turned to the different classes he’d be able to select. If his theory was correct, his current wealth put him at a competitive advantage against most of the students. Although that sounded great in theory, Sal had no idea what he wanted to do, or whether he wanted to specialize. His main goal was graduating and making his parents proud, and hopefully being able to use his gifts for good.
Module Selection Categories:
Skill - Foundation (Mandatory)
Field - Foundation (370/500 seats remaining)
Combat - Foundation (Mandatory)
Survival - Foundation (Mandatory)
Crafting - Practice (43/200 seats remaining)
Analysis - Foundation (181/200 seats remaining)
Administration - Foundation (98/100 seats remaining)
Combat, Survival, and Skill modules are an absolute necessity for new students.
You’ll learn the basics of how to scavenge in a Red Zone, defending yourself against demons and treating wounds. You’ll learn how to hunt and how to evade demons.
Most importantly, you’ll also learn how to harness and best utilize your abilities. These modules are not exhaustive and are instead designed as a foundational introduction to each category. By completing the module, you’ll become eligible to take the next grade.
Completing more modules now is an investment in your later years at the academy. We will have eligibility criteria for certain events, such as Field Raids or Boss Battles. If you want to be a part of those teams, you’ll need to have the qualifications.
Additionally, there are modules that cover Crafting, Administration, and Analysis. Each of these modules are picked from specialist tracks that will allow students to take on contract work to earn Q-Credits and recognition.
There will be more specialist modules introduced in the coming weeks, but these are the ones on offer now. If you cannot afford to reserve a seat on your chosen module, you will have another chance to enroll at some point in the future.
We typically recommend that students complete the introductory classes provided, as well as three core modules and one additional elective. The choice of what you undertake is completely up to you.
Introductory Courses:
Introduction to Quest Academy (You’re Here)
Introduction to (Dungeons, Towers, Breaks, Portals)
Introduction to (Classes, Roles, Grading, Evolution)
Introduction to (R&D, Battle Equipment, Crafting)
Introduction to (Guilds, Factions, Societies, Sects)
Introduction to (Survival, Encounters, Conquest)
Introduction to (Trade, Bounties, Wagers, Commission)
Once you have completed the introductory courses, you will be eligible to select from a list of Advanced courses.
These will deal with specialist topics and successful completion will greatly enhance your overall module grade. There will be eligibility criteria as well as a considerable fee, but these courses are essential for those wishing to become specialists and enroll in the Savior class.
Planned Courses:
Skill Foundation (Discovery)
Skill Growth (Develop)
Skill Mastery (Advanced Techniques)
Heroism as a Business (Mercenary, Guild, Support)
Combat (General, Advanced, Specialist)
R&D (Appraisal, Repair, Creation, Upgrade, Blueprint)
Survival (Exploration, Foraging, First Aid, Signals)
Field Practice (Beginner, Intermediate, Advanced)
Field Encounter (Scout, Hunt, Secure, Defend)
Field Conquest (Reclamation, Subjugation, Boss Fight)
This afternoon will be dedicated to giving you all a tour of the campus and introducing you to the different facilities we have on offer.
You will be able to enroll at any Administrative terminal, or you can wait until you’ve seen what they have to offer before committing to their module. In your assigned groups, you’ll visit the Analysis department to register your existing skills and receive your Q-Card. It will act as a single source of truth for your time at the academy, containing a rundown of your progress through different modules, your level of skill, and a few other details that will be relevant in the future.
Research & Development will have special trackers available for purchase, and Administration will have your interface tablets containing all relevant course material.
Sal could barely conceal his shock, so much so that Hannah asked him if everything was okay. He only then realized that it probably wasn’t common knowledge to the other students, but the trackers they were selling from the R&D department were likely the same trackers that were purpose-built for the lead scout guild, Source. Sal didn’t want to miss any information, so he gave Hannah a quick rundown of what they were.
“My family runs an auction house, and those trackers were pitched to the guilds as an alternative method of Appraisal. They can do a lot of the basics, but also work on low-level skills, weak demon analysis, targeting, and all sorts of data. They’re insanely difficult to produce and they’re just selling them to students?” Sal shook his head as he turned back to look at the headmaster. There was no way they were actually affordable.
Introduction to (Guilds, Factions, Societies, Sects)
Introduction to (Survival, Encounters, Conquest)
Introduction to (Trade, Bounties, Wagers, Commission)
Sal raised an eyebrow. A small part of him had expected a huge focus on combat, but there was a lot more theory involved and tactics. He didn’t want to get ahead of himself, but he started to consider that Quest Academy wouldn’t be so bad after all, and he might even retain his high rank. Sal dismissed that thought and shook his head. He didn’t have the perseverance or mindset to push forward and become a Savior. But that didn’t mean he was going to give up either.
Sal glanced at the creased gray uniform that he had slept in. His mother would laugh at him if she saw what he was going to use her power for. Restoration was an incredible ability for the Argento Auction, allowing treasured artifacts and relics to be brought back to their former glory.
He activated his power and replicated the weave he had done a thousand times. He had memorized his mother’s gift when he was a child and used it constantly to fix things he had broken. Sal smiled as he aimed the Restoration ability on the uniform. The added bonus was that it brought items back to their best appearance, which, in Sal’s case, was last night. His power smoothed out the creases and removed the stains. Despite it starting as a gray uniform, it looked practically regal by the time Sal was finished with it. He wasted no time in getting changed and checked the screen for how much time he had left. Sal sighed upon seeing that he still had twenty minutes.
He did one last check of the room to see whether he was forgetting anything, then checked himself one last time in the mirror, making sure to avoid eye-contact with himself. When he was satisfied with the result, he left the room. The door took a lot more effort to move than he remembered the night before, but he pulled and shoved it to get it open enough for him to slide through. Closing it was much easier but drew the attention of a few other students walking along the corridor to the elevator. Since Sal was in Room 6, he was practically beside it. The familiar ding indicated that one had just arrived, so Sal shoved the door closed and made the mistake of running to the elevator.
“Hold it for me, please.”
His muscles screamed, but he gritted his teeth and forced a smile when he saw that someone was holding the door open for him. The arm belonged to a sandy-haired boy who was shooting a glare at a girl with blonde hair who repeatedly tapped the Close Doors button, ignoring Sal’s presence completely.
When Sal finally entered the elevator, another voice called out from farther down the corridor. The sandy-haired boy was unwavering in keeping the doors open, and Sal understood the blonde girl’s frustration. The three other people in the elevator shared guilty looks, as if to confirm that they had held up the elevator a few times already.
Sal turned to the door and looked at the sign above the floor options. “Looks like one more person is probably our weight capacity, so we’re good to go after this one.”
With their new addition, who thanked them immediately, the sandy-haired boy removed his arm and let the doors close, much to the relief of the blonde, who finally stopped hitting the button.
She turned to the group. “We’re going to have to stop at the next thirty floors, and if you’re holding it for every single person, we’re never going to get there!”
Rather than answering, the sandy-haired boy turned red.
“We’re at weight capacity,” Sal said, putting the boy out of his misery. “It’ll go straight to our destination.”
The blonde was about to retort when she suddenly closed her mouth. The elevator wasn’t stopping. Rather than looking embarrassed, her face broke into a relieved smile.
“Thank fuck for that. I can’t be late again…I think my parents disowned me after my result last night.”
The sandy-haired boy turned to look at them. “Worse than eight hundredth?”
Sal grimaced and clapped him on the back. “It’s day one, there’s plenty of time to catch up. I’m Sal, by the way. I live in Room 6 on Floor 51.”
“Hannah, Room 3.” Her answer was confident as she stood up straight and looked squarely at Sal. “Why are you asking for room numbers instead of rank?”
Sal shrugged and gestured vaguely. “Just thought it would be nice to know who my neighbors are. You can check everyone’s rank on the leaderboard, so it’s not a big secret or anything.”
Hannah paused before shaking her head with a sigh. “Sorry, I’m so on edge and thinking everything is a test. The way you spoke when you got in the elevator…and your uniform looks almost white, I thought you might have been a member of staff coming in to check on us.”
“Kane, Room 10.” The sandy-haired guy gave them both a respectful nod. His eyes lingered on Sal’s uniform for a moment.
Sal made a mental note to hold himself back from Restoring the uniform too much in the future. The other students hadn’t fared much better in the wardrobe department, with many of them wearing creased or stained uniforms. His uniform definitely stood out for its immaculate appearance, and he wondered if that would end up being a bad thing.
The other students in the elevator didn’t pipe up with their own room numbers. They had turned their backs the moment Kane and Hannah mentioned their low ranks. Sal couldn’t believe they were segregating based on a number that hadn’t existed twelve hours ago.
Hannah ignored the group and turned to Sal with a knowing look. “Let the cliques commence.”
The elevator doors opened, and Sal was met with the sight of hundreds of students slowly making their way toward the amphitheater between the huge towers. Some of them were holding coffee cups, and Sal swore an oath to whatever deity was listening that he’d be awake earlier tomorrow to get his fix.
“I’m getting a chai latte, you want one?” Hannah asked as they stepped into the lobby.
Sal followed her gesture to see a series of pop-up vendors littered around the sides. There were breakfast options, lunches, coffees, pastries…everything. They still had time, so Sal wandered over with Hannah, and Kane wasn’t too far behind.
When the prices came into view, Hannah stopped abruptly with a grimace. She glanced around and pointed toward a large queue of students huddled around a few metal dispensers. “The free coffee is over there.”
Sal carried on walking to the vendor, unfazed. “An Americano, chai latte…and Kane? What do you want?” He turned around to look at the two of them. “It’s my treat for holding the elevator for me.”
Kane shook his head.
“If you don’t tell me, I’ll get you a chai latte, and it sounds horrible.”
Kane bit his lip before finally conceding. “Flat white, please.”
Hannah stared at Sal as though he had two heads. “There’s free coffee over there.”
The vendor smiled as he took the order. “That’ll be six Q-Credit in total. Please use your dorm card to complete the purchase.”
Sal tapped his card against a payment device on the countertop and stood to one side to wait for their order.
Hannah almost exploded in exasperation as she moved closer to Sal to speak in a hushed whisper. “You don’t have to play it cool, you know? Six Q-Credits is a lot.”
Sal raised an eyebrow and wondered whether he had underestimated the value of the academy currency. He raised the drink to his lips and pondered how different a premium coffee could really be.
With just a single sip, the fatigue throughout his body completely disappeared. Sal stared at the cup in shock and heard both Hannah and Kane curse audibly as they came to the same realization.
It was Kane, though, who finally said what everyone was thinking. “I think my coffee just healed me?”
Chapter 7:
Colorful Cohorts
By the time Sal had gotten halfway through his coffee, he was already at the amphitheater, with time to spare. Students were still arriving and picking their seats. More than a few clusters of people had already formed, and it looked from their back-and-forth that they were already very familiar with one another. Not that he was bitter, but it was something Sal had never really experienced growing up.
A part of him was curious what it would be like to have a large group of friends, but another part of him rationalized that considering he made it this far with few close contacts, he could probably keep going with that approach. His former friendships didn’t deteriorate because of his personality; it was always because of his power. Even when he tried to hide it, people would look down on him or pity him, and when he used it, they’d hate or resent him. Being able to reproduce anyone’s ability in its ultimate form didn’t really earn him too many friends. It was just easier to act like an Appraiser and keep a low profile. The only people in Sal’s life who treated him well were his family and their close friends. Sal wondered whether Villa and Neuro would have treated him the same way if they knew the full extent of his abilities.
“I don’t think I’ve ever felt this alert. It’s insane!” Hannah exclaimed abruptly from the seat beside him, causing Sal to jump ever so slightly. She laughed before apologizing to him earnestly. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you. It’s just, I feel ready for anything! That coffee was amazing.” She looked past Sal to where Kane sat quietly, as though urging him to share his own experiences, but Kane kept his attention on the leaderboard. “You said your name was Sal, right?”
Sal glanced up at the leaderboard with a grim smile, waiting for the other shoe to drop. He wondered whether they’d turn their backs on him like the others had in the elevator, or if they’d try to cling to him because of his higher status. He didn’t like the part of himself that naturally assumed the worst-case scenario, but he also didn’t like that his instincts were usually correct.
Kane nearly choked on his coffee when he found Sal on the board. “You’re in the top twenty! Why didn’t you say so?”
Shrugging, Sal decided not to answer. He didn’t want to make excuses or try to win them over. If they felt uncomfortable sitting with him because of a number he was given a day ago, that was a pretty clear indicator of their personalities.
Hannah came to his rescue. “You heard him. He wanted to get to know his neighbors, not see each other as numbers. Thank you for the coffee, Mr. Argento.” Her voice had a playful tone as she pretended to sound dignified.
Kane stared at them for a few more moments, then back to his own dismal place on the leaderboard. If he had pride, it certainly wasn’t getting in the way of his ambition. “Any advice for how I can move up the board? You must know what you’re doing if you’re that high.”
Hannah turned in her seat and made it clear that she wanted to know the answer too, but Sal didn’t have any sage advice for them. Instead, he condensed a lot of the information he heard from the night before and rehashed it for them.
“Don’t be stupid. Take risks and challenge yourself. That should probably work well in your favor. As long as they know you’re trying, and you’re playing by the rules, you’ll likely move up the board.”
Kane and Hannah nodded and smiled.
Welcome to Day One.
This will be an introductory course to Quest Academy.
We’ll be calling out names and assigning them to different groups. This will be your cohort for the entire semester. Each cohort will be on a different module rotation to ensure that our lecturers have manageable group sizes. As some of you may already be aware, your schedule only contains mandatory courses. It is up to you to enlist in optional courses that will help you reach your goals. Some of those optional modules are already available for enrollment, but as you’ve heard, spaces will be limited.
As Quest spoke to the gathered students, the leaderboard above changed to show the optional courses that were available for selection. They appeared beside the mandatory core subjects and had a thicker font to indicate their importance. As much as Sal wanted to pay attention to all the students being sorted into different cohorts, his focus turned to the different classes he’d be able to select. If his theory was correct, his current wealth put him at a competitive advantage against most of the students. Although that sounded great in theory, Sal had no idea what he wanted to do, or whether he wanted to specialize. His main goal was graduating and making his parents proud, and hopefully being able to use his gifts for good.
Module Selection Categories:
Skill - Foundation (Mandatory)
Field - Foundation (370/500 seats remaining)
Combat - Foundation (Mandatory)
Survival - Foundation (Mandatory)
Crafting - Practice (43/200 seats remaining)
Analysis - Foundation (181/200 seats remaining)
Administration - Foundation (98/100 seats remaining)
Combat, Survival, and Skill modules are an absolute necessity for new students.
You’ll learn the basics of how to scavenge in a Red Zone, defending yourself against demons and treating wounds. You’ll learn how to hunt and how to evade demons.
Most importantly, you’ll also learn how to harness and best utilize your abilities. These modules are not exhaustive and are instead designed as a foundational introduction to each category. By completing the module, you’ll become eligible to take the next grade.
Completing more modules now is an investment in your later years at the academy. We will have eligibility criteria for certain events, such as Field Raids or Boss Battles. If you want to be a part of those teams, you’ll need to have the qualifications.
Additionally, there are modules that cover Crafting, Administration, and Analysis. Each of these modules are picked from specialist tracks that will allow students to take on contract work to earn Q-Credits and recognition.
There will be more specialist modules introduced in the coming weeks, but these are the ones on offer now. If you cannot afford to reserve a seat on your chosen module, you will have another chance to enroll at some point in the future.
We typically recommend that students complete the introductory classes provided, as well as three core modules and one additional elective. The choice of what you undertake is completely up to you.
Introductory Courses:
Introduction to Quest Academy (You’re Here)
Introduction to (Dungeons, Towers, Breaks, Portals)
Introduction to (Classes, Roles, Grading, Evolution)
Introduction to (R&D, Battle Equipment, Crafting)
Introduction to (Guilds, Factions, Societies, Sects)
Introduction to (Survival, Encounters, Conquest)
Introduction to (Trade, Bounties, Wagers, Commission)
Once you have completed the introductory courses, you will be eligible to select from a list of Advanced courses.
These will deal with specialist topics and successful completion will greatly enhance your overall module grade. There will be eligibility criteria as well as a considerable fee, but these courses are essential for those wishing to become specialists and enroll in the Savior class.
Planned Courses:
Skill Foundation (Discovery)
Skill Growth (Develop)
Skill Mastery (Advanced Techniques)
Heroism as a Business (Mercenary, Guild, Support)
Combat (General, Advanced, Specialist)
R&D (Appraisal, Repair, Creation, Upgrade, Blueprint)
Survival (Exploration, Foraging, First Aid, Signals)
Field Practice (Beginner, Intermediate, Advanced)
Field Encounter (Scout, Hunt, Secure, Defend)
Field Conquest (Reclamation, Subjugation, Boss Fight)
This afternoon will be dedicated to giving you all a tour of the campus and introducing you to the different facilities we have on offer.
You will be able to enroll at any Administrative terminal, or you can wait until you’ve seen what they have to offer before committing to their module. In your assigned groups, you’ll visit the Analysis department to register your existing skills and receive your Q-Card. It will act as a single source of truth for your time at the academy, containing a rundown of your progress through different modules, your level of skill, and a few other details that will be relevant in the future.
Research & Development will have special trackers available for purchase, and Administration will have your interface tablets containing all relevant course material.
Sal could barely conceal his shock, so much so that Hannah asked him if everything was okay. He only then realized that it probably wasn’t common knowledge to the other students, but the trackers they were selling from the R&D department were likely the same trackers that were purpose-built for the lead scout guild, Source. Sal didn’t want to miss any information, so he gave Hannah a quick rundown of what they were.
“My family runs an auction house, and those trackers were pitched to the guilds as an alternative method of Appraisal. They can do a lot of the basics, but also work on low-level skills, weak demon analysis, targeting, and all sorts of data. They’re insanely difficult to produce and they’re just selling them to students?” Sal shook his head as he turned back to look at the headmaster. There was no way they were actually affordable.
