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Authors: Charles Dean, Joshua Swayne
Tags: Science-Fiction, adventure, Fantasy, Science Fiction & Fantasy, TV; Movie; Video Game Adaptations
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Double-Bladed Iron Axes to the trade. She added her Gold to the currency section of the trade and the deal was made.
You have gained 125 Gold!
Great. Now I just need to sell off the rest of them. “So, interested in the rest of my Axes, old man?”
“Yeah, come on and show me what you got, kid. Don’t expect no 2 Gold and 50 Silver from me though,” the bald man grumbled at him.
After selling off all but ten of the Double-Bladed Iron Axes, Darwin’s hunger got the better of him, and he dashed outside to the first tavern he could find. He didn’t know when Kass would log in again, but he did know that he needed some food and water. He wasn’t entirely sure if his character would ever fatigue and need sleep, but he didn’t exactly want to leave that part to chance either.
He sat down at the first wooden table he could find and ordered a meal and a drink. The tavern wasn’t anything like what he expected from stories and movies. It was just like an empty diner with wooden tables. Lots and lots and lots of wooden everything. Even the waitress who took his order had that same cordial, friendly attitude that he had grown to expect from the restaurants back home like IHOP.
As he ate, he decided he didn’t exactly know how the friend-tracking system worked. He had a lot to do: get a Job Class, turn in a quest, get a quest, and find out what is going on with the racial issues around here, and of course the tutorial. No, actually, on second thought, I don’t need to do any more of the tutorial. I’m not about to break one of the cardinal rules of gaming while stuck in a gamer’s world. Darwin knew that you could excuse tutorial use if it was a necessity, but not if you chose to take it just because you had the free time.
So much to do. I wonder when Kass will get back on. I wonder if Kass is actually a girl. Darwin wasn’t certain on that last part at all. After all, for Darwin, this was a video game. And every gamer knew that GIRL stood for Guy In Real Life more often than not. Even in the raid group that Ser Nightvale was a part of, at least two of the ‘girls’ were guys pretending to be girls. He never understood why some guys liked to pretend they were girls, but the phenomena was well documented with a thousand anecdotes to the point that most gamers just accepted it as fact. Those brown eyes of hers were so realistic looking. This game is amazing.
Qasin:
The King resisted the urge to adjust his Crown as the Council deliberated in front of him about what he should or should not be doing with his troops and his Kingdom . They acted like they had the final say. If the people had actually been as disheartened by the 8th Legion’s demise as the Council seemed to believe--to wrest power from the King and turn it over Council--then he may as well have marched the legions straight off a cliff and into a pit.
The fattest of the Councilmen sat at the end of the long ornate wooden table in a terribly odd outfit as if his gluttony and greed had earned him the most prestige of the 13 pigs that joined him today.
“I don’t care what you have to say Willhelm, there is no reason for us to move the 4th Legion out of Barkton. If we don’t keep the mills secure and safe, we won’t have the wood needed for the Arrows. It won’t just be the 4th, it’ll be all the legions that suffer. My vote is the 4th Legion stays in Barkton.”
“But if Valcrest falls to the White-Horns, we lose our first line of defense on the eastern front. Ashcroft, you can’t seriously be in favor of letting it fall and all the people in it die over a couple of Arrows can you?”
“Ashcroft, see reason. I know the Arrows are important, but we can make a good mill anywhere. Nothing will replace the value of the lives that will be lost in Valcrest if the White-Horns press their advantage and sack the city. What if you had family there? Would you so
You have gained 125 Gold!
Great. Now I just need to sell off the rest of them. “So, interested in the rest of my Axes, old man?”
“Yeah, come on and show me what you got, kid. Don’t expect no 2 Gold and 50 Silver from me though,” the bald man grumbled at him.
After selling off all but ten of the Double-Bladed Iron Axes, Darwin’s hunger got the better of him, and he dashed outside to the first tavern he could find. He didn’t know when Kass would log in again, but he did know that he needed some food and water. He wasn’t entirely sure if his character would ever fatigue and need sleep, but he didn’t exactly want to leave that part to chance either.
He sat down at the first wooden table he could find and ordered a meal and a drink. The tavern wasn’t anything like what he expected from stories and movies. It was just like an empty diner with wooden tables. Lots and lots and lots of wooden everything. Even the waitress who took his order had that same cordial, friendly attitude that he had grown to expect from the restaurants back home like IHOP.
As he ate, he decided he didn’t exactly know how the friend-tracking system worked. He had a lot to do: get a Job Class, turn in a quest, get a quest, and find out what is going on with the racial issues around here, and of course the tutorial. No, actually, on second thought, I don’t need to do any more of the tutorial. I’m not about to break one of the cardinal rules of gaming while stuck in a gamer’s world. Darwin knew that you could excuse tutorial use if it was a necessity, but not if you chose to take it just because you had the free time.
So much to do. I wonder when Kass will get back on. I wonder if Kass is actually a girl. Darwin wasn’t certain on that last part at all. After all, for Darwin, this was a video game. And every gamer knew that GIRL stood for Guy In Real Life more often than not. Even in the raid group that Ser Nightvale was a part of, at least two of the ‘girls’ were guys pretending to be girls. He never understood why some guys liked to pretend they were girls, but the phenomena was well documented with a thousand anecdotes to the point that most gamers just accepted it as fact. Those brown eyes of hers were so realistic looking. This game is amazing.
Qasin:
The King resisted the urge to adjust his Crown as the Council deliberated in front of him about what he should or should not be doing with his troops and his Kingdom . They acted like they had the final say. If the people had actually been as disheartened by the 8th Legion’s demise as the Council seemed to believe--to wrest power from the King and turn it over Council--then he may as well have marched the legions straight off a cliff and into a pit.
The fattest of the Councilmen sat at the end of the long ornate wooden table in a terribly odd outfit as if his gluttony and greed had earned him the most prestige of the 13 pigs that joined him today.
“I don’t care what you have to say Willhelm, there is no reason for us to move the 4th Legion out of Barkton. If we don’t keep the mills secure and safe, we won’t have the wood needed for the Arrows. It won’t just be the 4th, it’ll be all the legions that suffer. My vote is the 4th Legion stays in Barkton.”
“But if Valcrest falls to the White-Horns, we lose our first line of defense on the eastern front. Ashcroft, you can’t seriously be in favor of letting it fall and all the people in it die over a couple of Arrows can you?”
“Ashcroft, see reason. I know the Arrows are important, but we can make a good mill anywhere. Nothing will replace the value of the lives that will be lost in Valcrest if the White-Horns press their advantage and sack the city. What if you had family there? Would you so
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