The reconstruction efforts went smoothly, and a whole week flew by without an incident.
Lock returns with Mack, they are both bruised up, but in pretty good shape.
"The enemy arrived exactly where you said they would." Mack raps a bandage around his army. "At first I thought it impossible to fend off such a large number, but they were easy pickings as they tried to swim across the river." I would assume so, with water that deep, you couldn't bring armor or weapons, or risk drowning. They probably thought they could have tossed it across once they got to the other side, but ended up being massacred instead. It was the right move to send them out.
"You may rest for now." I glance over the wall, where craters still lay from the last battle.
"News." Harry struts up to me. "New World has begun a raid."
A raid? Why would they risk their lives? "Which one?" I ask.
"Darkroot depths. They wish to find out if raid bosses respond." That is a good question, in the game they did, but that was because they are in a game. At least they choose one of the easiest ones, it also has pretty good drops. The Darkroot staff would be helpful right now.
"Once more information comes in, inform me. We need to be up to date on this kind of thing." I rest my hand on my sword. "I hope we can taste some luck."
Another week passes, and the whole world is lit with messages, all discussing the fact that raid bosses respawn. This really is lucky, it means grinding is back on the table.
Message from
Mister monster.
Loctrace, I kinda went to sleep for a bit and forgot to message you, but I heard the guild is getting back together. I don't suppose I can have my spot as vice captain back.
There were three vice captains. Harry, Monster, and Tickle, all three of them were in the top one hundred at the time of playing. So I can't just go, yeah, you can totally just have it back. Because I would have to say it to all three of them. That is if Tickle is here. I messaged him eight times, but he never responded. If I had to choose out of the three, and I am sure Harry would agree, it would be Tickle.
Why don't we talk in person, I am in river wood. I send him a message.
Be there in a minute. He responds.
As soon as I look up, a griffin tears through the sky hovering right above me. Damn legendary pet. He thinks he is so cool, jackass.
Monster lands hoping from his mount.
Level 128, fallen angle, Mister monster.
"Bring it here." We awkwardly fist bump. "When I arrived to this world, I was in the Darkest Depths." The Darkest Depths is both the largest and hardest dungeon, it is largest purely on the fact it goes on for infinity, and it is the hardest for the fact each floor you descend grows in strength. "Took me a week just to get near the surface, and then another to see light. After so much work, I kinda passed out, for another week." He slept for a whole week?
Monster is an oddity, he picked the worst race in the game, because he thought it sounded cool. He picked the worst class in the game, blacksmith, because he thought it suited his theme. And still, even with all this, he currently sits just behind me at rank eleven. He is just that good at this game, like I mean scarily good. If you ever watched one of his live streams you would think, what game is he playing. It is like that that people call him the mistral, as when you face him in PVP all your moves are under his command. To that extent he is no 3 in PVP, the others just better at picking classes. Even with this, I kinda just don't vibe with the guy. In real life he is handsome, and he would simply go through girlfriends like it was some fading trend.
"I have decided who the vice leader will be." My words get him excited. Too bad I have to ruin it. "It will be Tickle."
He slouches with a sigh. "I knew it, but at least allow me to function as a captain." The fact he knew it was coming speaks wonders for how beloved Tickle truly is. He is basically our guild mascot at this point. Plus, he is even better than Monster.
"I need you to make us some equipment." Before I can finish, he gets excited.
"Is Leona here?" And here it comes. I suppose I should have seen this coming, as he was the one that created her.
With a long drawn out whistle. Leona arrives stopping her yawn halfway. "Why is Monster here?" She begins to run, but he tackles her, running his hand through her hair.
"My sweet little Leona." I can't say I have ever seen him so happy. "Your coming with me."
Despite her screams for help, Leona is dragged off onto his weird playdate.
Anyways, back to business.