[center][b][u]Amber - Dire Mountain - Floor 1[/u][/b][/center]

Amber blankly stared at the carnage occurring around her. It was clear to her that this man was maxing for speed and damage, he had to have been otherwise nothing he was doing would be making any sense. He was lightning quick, and still struck with the force of a thousand suns. She figured in order for him to be doing this his defensive stats must be ridiculously low, a couple of direct hits from these monsters could spell the death of him she assumed. Yet he seemed quick enough to not allow that to happen, as he devastated the entire group.

With a shocked and look of utter confusion on her face, Amber simply turned from him and began to walk away. She lifted her hand and waved dismissively at him, “You seem to have this handled. Have a good night.”

Amber continued on for a ways before a familiar tone caused her to stop. In front of her a small private message window appeared and she slowly opened it, “Don't you just fucking HATE poachers? I saw you were fighting that thing.. and he just seemed to have randomly been there... Ive been tracking that big bitch for over a week... and I have located a few spawn points... give me a hand and we could split the loot....Party up?”

Quickly she turned and began to scan her surroundings. She wasn’t very far from the scene of the wolf fight, yet she still couldn’t see who had sent her that message. Amber kept gazing into the distance, until another message tone rang in her ear and a party invite popped up in front of her. With a sigh she continued to search for her strange, almost stalker level, ‘friend’.

With a sigh, Amber opened up the private message and tapped the reply icon, [b]Who is this? I don’t normally mind partnering with strangers, but at the moment I feel as if I’m being stalked like prey through the hills.[/b] Amber kept the party invite screen open but didn’t tap accept, instead she wrote another PM to the mysterious person, [b]If you don’t want to reveal yourself around other people that’s fine. If you head south there’ll be a nice clearing, meet me there and we can talk in person about your “hunting” grounds.[/b]