Copper Coin Dark Souls Novels & Stories

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

It was engraved with a skull wrapped in thorns—the mark of the Forbidden Cult of the Moon-Eaters. "The blood of a breeder isn't just for pups," Seraphina laughed, her voice echoing in the hall. "It's the perfect vessel for a curse. See you at the bottom of the pit, Elara. Don't die too quickly. We need you conscious for the ritual." The doors slammed shut, locking from the outside. I was alone in the kitchen, the black coin shimmering with a dark, pulsating energy that began to drain the light from the room. I looked at the coin, then at my own hands. My veins were starting to glow a faint, sickly purple.

He did not even dare to blink at this time. A minute later, Carvalho suddenly grabbed one of the copper coins on the ground as he fixed his eyes on the copper coin before he murmured, “No, this cannot be right… According to the Eight Diagrams, the Skyroll Coin should not be facing heads up…” As he spoke, Carvalho threw the Skyroll Coin high up again. The Skyroll Coin, which was worth at least four to five million dollars now, fell to the ground as it made a crisp sound. After that, it rotated several times before it finally stopped.

1000 silvers equal to 1 gold and 1000 copper coins equalled to 1 silver coin. Once all the teammates took the stuff they needed, all there were left were a few low level equipment left, Leo asked if everyone was done, all of them nodded and Leo slowly said "Devour". All the equipment started floating and rushed towards the sword that was in Leo’s hand. Notification popped up indicating the sword had leveled up.

The currency calculation in this world, 1 platinum coin = 100 gold coins, 1 gold coin = 10 silver coins, 1 silver coin = 10 bronze coins. "5 platinum coins or I will sell it in another city, with such a very good condition you still get a lot of profit." I immediately bullied him, but still gave him a profit. Of course, in good condition because it was only a cut on the neck without any other injuries. The minimal damage was due to the combination of Erin's gravity magic and then being directly slashed by Violet. "E e four platinum coins!" he answered confusedly. "Oh okay," my answer made him put on a relieved face.

"That crappy orchard your brother bought. It’s got quite a bit of rosemary in it. Ha! Not only has that dump never made a single dime, we still have to pay a crew to maintain it every year." A thought flickered in my mind. I knew that place. The orchard sat on a ruined silver mine, its trees drawing on the soil and the breath of silver for years, gaining a power to ward off evil. The Haunts came with the wind, but silver tamed the wind. Those trees were worth far more than my mother and brother could ever imagine. If my infant spirits had wielded weapons made from that wood, they would have been unstoppable.

From the bottom of the glass cabinet, Du Hao took out a string of copper coins and stuffed them into Wang Zhan's hand. With a rough sweep, there were about thirty coins, heavy and weighty. Wang Zhan was silent. He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Will this ...... be, too heavy hand?" Du Hao said, "Not too heavy, remember to keep it close, even if you drop one, the effect will be greatly reduced." Wang Zhan: "......" A copper coin helped him block a bullet once, are these 30+ ...... trying to beat him into a sieve?

Looks like I have another method to garner more gold coins, i should try figure out how to enchant items easily, probably find a way to automate the whole productions. "you should show me how to enchant item later…you can hold this armour for now, we can continue this later in Aeternum…..Everyone we're leaving now..". "Pardon me your Lordship…is the Lord finally defeated?….just like that?..". (Sasu) Nervous but still steel his courage to ask me. "Yes, just like this…See, this round thing?…this is the Dungeon Anchor/Core…with the Lord gone and this Anchor in my hand, you can safely assume that the dungeon is done for…I believe that you won't questions what you just saw right?….".

Like he’s practiced it repeatedly. “No,” he says, voice smooth as silk left in shadow. “I think I’ve already found what I need.” He places a single silver coin on the counter. One of the old ones. The kind that shouldn’t be in circulation anymore. I don’t breathe until the door clicks shut behind him. I step back and lift the coin. It’s cold. Not just to the touch, but right to the bone. I whisper a spell over it and nothing happens. Which is worse than if it had flared.

he said with a casual walk towards me, hand disappearing into his pocket to fish out a silver glinting coin, “it’s your turn to make a wish.” He held the coin out towards me and I looked at it. Into it was engraved the image of a man holding up a hammer in one hand, poised to strike a sheet of metal. “This is a rare fifty Lire.” I said in awe. He pressed it into my hand. “There’s more where that came from.” He coaxed. I looked at him, then over my shoulders at the doors to the greenhouse. Bellona did say I could leave. I plucked my phone out of my pocket and gave her a call.