@Zelosse
Tailpin
Lvl 11/Day 17/Afternoon
[HP]100%//////////[]
After a leisurely breakfast and a couple hours of patient waiting it became clear to Tailpin that he wouldn't be making any progress just waiting around. He left the inn and began looking for any faint signs of persistent trails or tracks in town. Ultimately, he found none. But, even in real life, there wouldn't be many tracks left on dry cobblestones by dry boots. Besides, it might be something triggered by a skill. Other games had bleeding mechanics that only meant a little extra damage over time. This could be a version that makes it useful for enemies that run away. Maybe there would be game animals that you had to wound and track before you finished them off. He didn't know. For now, he headed outside town and started really watching what signs monsters left behind as they passed. There weren't any. It looked like the game wasn't that realistic. Either that or that feature only became available at higher floors or levels.
He was surrounded by gently blowing grass at the top of a low rise when a ping finally arrived to tell him Delcastle's message had arrived. He pulled up the menu and read the message. Then he read it again. It could be her. She hadn't been very pleasant when they had first met, but if it had been Sapphira... He found inside himself a low flame of wrath that slowly stirred. He had no patience for traitors to their fellow players. Tailpin would remember that name, Glitch Fixers. It seemed that he might find out whether or not he could kill someone before this was all over. Still, for now, he had all the more reason to find ways to track prey.
His reply was brief and cold.
DELCASTLE,
ACKNOWLEDGED.
TESTING CURRENT ACCESSIBILITY OF TRACKING SKILL FOR NEW PREY.
A soft ping was a suitable send-off for the message.
Tailpin stood up from his crouched position and swept his gaze as far as he could in every direction. People in guilds would be unlikely to move alone. For now, he would keep an eye on the groups of players in the field and focus on tracking players. But, World Walkers might have to move on quickly. He would keep himself ready, on-call for when any need should arise.
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@KabenSaal
Smarter'n'me
Lvl 15/Day 16 > 17/Midnight
[HP]100%//////////[]
"Just let her beat up the cold, Dom." Smart said tiredly. "Maybe it'll leave us alone then." He sighed and rolled onto his side, facing away from the fire. "Either that or she'll be a proper vet, cold hands and all."
It had been a very long day. Even with a digital body, he was still too old to be keeping crazy hours after running and fighting and who knows what else. They would probably be taking the cute-as-a-batty-belfry girl along for their next adventure in the morning. Dom was pulling his old good-cop routine, letting his honor streak show. That meant that things would be interesting, but less fun, from here on out. Hopefully the dutiful goof would kick this mood of his by morning. Hopefully, he'd think that Smart had been lying about the mags and beard stuff.
"I'll keep to my minion roll. Maybe it'll keep the stones from migrating to my kidneys."
That was all he intended to say before falling asleep. And so, he began to serenade his two companions with his nightly rendition of "how to saw rocks in two with only your nose". It was a personal specialty that he could only achieve while asleep. Dom was intimately familiar with it by now. As for the rat-girl, she might have a problem sleeping.
Tailpin
Lvl 11/Day 17/Afternoon
[HP]100%//////////[]
After a leisurely breakfast and a couple hours of patient waiting it became clear to Tailpin that he wouldn't be making any progress just waiting around. He left the inn and began looking for any faint signs of persistent trails or tracks in town. Ultimately, he found none. But, even in real life, there wouldn't be many tracks left on dry cobblestones by dry boots. Besides, it might be something triggered by a skill. Other games had bleeding mechanics that only meant a little extra damage over time. This could be a version that makes it useful for enemies that run away. Maybe there would be game animals that you had to wound and track before you finished them off. He didn't know. For now, he headed outside town and started really watching what signs monsters left behind as they passed. There weren't any. It looked like the game wasn't that realistic. Either that or that feature only became available at higher floors or levels.
He was surrounded by gently blowing grass at the top of a low rise when a ping finally arrived to tell him Delcastle's message had arrived. He pulled up the menu and read the message. Then he read it again. It could be her. She hadn't been very pleasant when they had first met, but if it had been Sapphira... He found inside himself a low flame of wrath that slowly stirred. He had no patience for traitors to their fellow players. Tailpin would remember that name, Glitch Fixers. It seemed that he might find out whether or not he could kill someone before this was all over. Still, for now, he had all the more reason to find ways to track prey.
His reply was brief and cold.
DELCASTLE,
ACKNOWLEDGED.
TESTING CURRENT ACCESSIBILITY OF TRACKING SKILL FOR NEW PREY.
A soft ping was a suitable send-off for the message.
Tailpin stood up from his crouched position and swept his gaze as far as he could in every direction. People in guilds would be unlikely to move alone. For now, he would keep an eye on the groups of players in the field and focus on tracking players. But, World Walkers might have to move on quickly. He would keep himself ready, on-call for when any need should arise.
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@KabenSaal
Smarter'n'me
Lvl 15/Day 16 > 17/Midnight
[HP]100%//////////[]
"Just let her beat up the cold, Dom." Smart said tiredly. "Maybe it'll leave us alone then." He sighed and rolled onto his side, facing away from the fire. "Either that or she'll be a proper vet, cold hands and all."
It had been a very long day. Even with a digital body, he was still too old to be keeping crazy hours after running and fighting and who knows what else. They would probably be taking the cute-as-a-batty-belfry girl along for their next adventure in the morning. Dom was pulling his old good-cop routine, letting his honor streak show. That meant that things would be interesting, but less fun, from here on out. Hopefully the dutiful goof would kick this mood of his by morning. Hopefully, he'd think that Smart had been lying about the mags and beard stuff.
"I'll keep to my minion roll. Maybe it'll keep the stones from migrating to my kidneys."
That was all he intended to say before falling asleep. And so, he began to serenade his two companions with his nightly rendition of "how to saw rocks in two with only your nose". It was a personal specialty that he could only achieve while asleep. Dom was intimately familiar with it by now. As for the rat-girl, she might have a problem sleeping.