Sam was eating his chicken. His father and mother were talking with eachother, but not with him. He didn't mind it though, he was used to not talking much, especially with his parents, as they weren't really the type to talk about his interests. Or rather, his interest. He finished eating his food, then said goodnight to them, as he would probably be in DGO for the rest of the evening. He already finished his homework before dinner, so he had all the time. He layed down on his bed, closed his eyes, and focused on the DGO program.
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He opened his eyes, and was greeted by the familiar room in one of the chambers of the Water Guild. It was his habit that if he would log off from DGO, he would act like he was going to sleep. He got up from his bed, and walked out of the room, into the big halls of the Cobalt Bruisers' base. There, he was greeted with the familiar login bar
He looked around and saw less guild members then normal. After the 'U.N. Owen' guy hit the guild, a lot of people lost their interest in the guild, and Shadow Shot could imagine that even more left after the Black Guild anounced to go public as well. He himself was also considering leaving to join the dark guild, clouded in it's mystery, which fits Shadow Shot perfectly, although he didn't want to dissapoint anyone. He looked.
As he walked through the guild, he came past the task board. A guild known for its player services like the Blue Guild couldn't survive without it. He looked at it, looking for any good jobs. He even saw his own post.
Mercenary for hire:
Level 3 Ranger looking for service.
Specialities: Long distance kills and stealth operations.
Price: Negotiable.
Contact: PM me.
~Shadow Shot
Seeing this, Shadow Shot thought about his inbox, and opened it. It was hanging there for a while, and also spread out across some towns of DGO, so someone should've noticed it by now. He refreshed his inbox, hoping for a job...