Darion looked at the status screen for a moment before dismissing it.
The numbers had moved well. Intelligence at ninety-one was the standout, nearly a hundred points in a stat that had started at 14 when he arrived at Percvale. The willpower and perception jumps were significant too. His body was keeping pace with the mental work, endurance and vitality both climbing steadily.
He had almost forgotten the system existed. That was a strange thing to notice. In the first weeks it had been constantly present, every new ability and rank and inventory change arriving with immediate significance.
Now days passed without him thinking about it because the work of actually running a barony had filled every available space in his attention.
He had been occupied with discussions on what to do with the coins, precautions from Kingdoms Percvale were owing and just kingdom building related things.
