Red Gypsy@Zelosse@PyroDash888@LucasSkylight
Smarter'n'me
Lvl 15/Day 17/Afternoon
[HP]100%//////////[]
Smart stayed quiet for a little while after Delcastle finished speaking. That little spiel had reminded the old man of conversations long since past. After all, businessmen and lawyers tend to have a lot to do with each other. And that applied whatever field either found themselves in. However, there was one small thing that raised an eyebrow for a second. He spoke again, freeing up a hand but not taking Delcastle's just yet.
"So your guild specializes in keeping the players alive with an eye toward boosting the power players and keeping them intact long enough to finish this game. That I can understand." He said carefully. "Risking your life for friends, family, funds, and final victory, I can understand and admire. Compromising secondary profits for the sake of an extremely valuable prize and doing everything you can to make the most of it by bringing it back with you, I can understand." His gaze tightened a little. "But, you expect me to believe that you found a specialized archer, in a game almost exclusively geared for close combat, who is not only a full guild member but is strong enough to go on a raid? I have a little trouble with that one. Most of the crowd here are just kids and I seriously doubt that some kid could pull off solo hunting with a bow long enough to be worth your attention, too much patience and luck involved for the conditions. I did see one player trying to pull it off a ways south of here. Judging by the gear he had before he died, he didn't make it to level ten. The price for range is usually damage per second in games. I'm sure you can understand why I would have a hard time swallowing that one without a little more explanation."
Then the old man smiled and his hand came up to grip Delcastle's forearm with an iron grip. "Provided you can explain that story with a bit more detail, hold up your end of the deal, and provided my partner here doesn't object too strenuously when he wakes up, then I think we can help each other."
Smart hadn't missed the exchange between the injured player and both Cinera and Delcastle. But, the girl had valid points, however irrelevant to the bigger picture they turned out to be. And, her feelings should be taken into account. The thing was, Smart didn't really care too much about this stranger's feelings. He had a little brat to help and he wasn't going to let her down.
Smarter'n'me
Lvl 15/Day 17/Afternoon
[HP]100%//////////[]
Smart stayed quiet for a little while after Delcastle finished speaking. That little spiel had reminded the old man of conversations long since past. After all, businessmen and lawyers tend to have a lot to do with each other. And that applied whatever field either found themselves in. However, there was one small thing that raised an eyebrow for a second. He spoke again, freeing up a hand but not taking Delcastle's just yet.
"So your guild specializes in keeping the players alive with an eye toward boosting the power players and keeping them intact long enough to finish this game. That I can understand." He said carefully. "Risking your life for friends, family, funds, and final victory, I can understand and admire. Compromising secondary profits for the sake of an extremely valuable prize and doing everything you can to make the most of it by bringing it back with you, I can understand." His gaze tightened a little. "But, you expect me to believe that you found a specialized archer, in a game almost exclusively geared for close combat, who is not only a full guild member but is strong enough to go on a raid? I have a little trouble with that one. Most of the crowd here are just kids and I seriously doubt that some kid could pull off solo hunting with a bow long enough to be worth your attention, too much patience and luck involved for the conditions. I did see one player trying to pull it off a ways south of here. Judging by the gear he had before he died, he didn't make it to level ten. The price for range is usually damage per second in games. I'm sure you can understand why I would have a hard time swallowing that one without a little more explanation."
Then the old man smiled and his hand came up to grip Delcastle's forearm with an iron grip. "Provided you can explain that story with a bit more detail, hold up your end of the deal, and provided my partner here doesn't object too strenuously when he wakes up, then I think we can help each other."
Smart hadn't missed the exchange between the injured player and both Cinera and Delcastle. But, the girl had valid points, however irrelevant to the bigger picture they turned out to be. And, her feelings should be taken into account. The thing was, Smart didn't really care too much about this stranger's feelings. He had a little brat to help and he wasn't going to let her down.