Laurel Greenethorne
Location: Mountainous area outside of Aberlyne
Interacting with: @Bigg Slamm
Watching the Jethro guy while she explained her situation, she saw disbelief, followed by delight. Then he laughed at her. Or at least she thought he did, but he was being so friendly, she didn't know how to take him.
"Well, it would seemed we were sucked into the game and put in the bodies of our avatars. Imagine my shock when I woke up in a dwarf's body when back home I'm over two foot taller. Anyway, pleasure to meet you Laurel. I assumed you were high level. Scythes take an exotic weapon proficiency. A mid game skill if I remember right. Menus are accessible by a swipe of your writing hand, like so."
She watched as he swiped his left hand and a menu popped up in front of him. He clicked around on it for a minute, and a screen popped up in front of Laurel asking if she wanted to accept being friends with him, then he was continuing to talk.
"Since we're both technically new, care to be friends? No use in trying to survive this crazy place without one. Not when we don't know if we respawn or not."
He was so friendly, and nice. Laurel couldn't resist accepting his friendship. "I can't believe that we were sucked into the game, I mean I don't even play MMORPGs, and the one time I try it...this happens. Good lord above, I don't know how I'm going to deal with this. But let me check what level I'm supposed to be." she shot out, her glum mood filtering through her words.
Swiping her right hand like Jethro did, a small menu appeared in front of her. Looking at the options, she saw one for 'Character Status', clicking it she saw that she was apparently Level 67. And had a rank of C in scythes.
"Apparently, I'm level 67, and I have a rank of C in Scythes...whatever that means? she told Jethro, hoping he'd know how to explain that.