After much effort and a completely new retrial with a different judge, I am left with an accusation card.
Association, Loctrace
Rank 60
Ability to accept quests, open
Loctrace is the oldest known living vampire, hell he is also the oldest living being on record. Is very tanky, was all he said in his interview, do not use as information slip, I am going to ask for a rereview, honestly I am quite confused on his information, and doubt he is as old as the record states . What should lunch be today, steak or soup? I guess soup sounds good. Again this is not to be used as information, if you mess this up again Jerry I am personally going to go down there and kick your ass. But now that I am thinking about it, steak does sound good.
Government issued, do not tamper, destroy, or sell for any reason. If you are found to be doing so, immediate fines will be issued.
What the fuck is with my discription? Yet again it's not like anyone is going to read it, so why complain.
I arrive before Vestrial for the second time. She nods, taking and reading every bit of my card. There is a smile, a smile that makes me annoyed, when someone is just being too smug to say a word, that is what her face looks like. Handing it back to me, she clears her throat.
"I will get the documents in order, by next week you can reform your guild." There was something cheeky about the way she is acting, but I really couldn't care less.
Arriving in a moderately sized restaurant, I sit before Bang, the two others sitting on the opposite sides of the table. Currently Bang was indistinguishable from a man, and his eyes speak of his willingness to play. He is probably worried as hell, but worrying won't help anyone.
"Are you rejoining the guild?" I sip at some tea eyeing down my sword that rests at his hip. He can't even use the thing, so why is he flashing it around like a new rolex? It's a 0.08% drop chance on a really hard enemy, out of all the items he could have taken from me, why did it have to be my sword. Scratch that, if he took my armor, I would have actually killed him. And it would be a very slow and painful death. I think I sound like a villain, but I just mean I do such shit damage it will take hours for me to finally kill him.
In L&L the absolute least amount of damage one can do is 1, so no matter your defenses, or buffs you will always take one damage from an attack.
This made the Vortex Ranger build. One would spam very weak attacks, but it didn't matter because they still did damage. Attacks that hit multiple times stacked together could kill some of the best tanks in the game. Most people think it is scummy, but honestly as someone unaffected by it, I think it is just another way to play the game. I got off tangent didn't I?
"I will, but I want Harry to be the vice leader, or else you can say no to my membership." Why is he being an asshole?
"Tickle is already the vice leader." Harry rests his head on the table. "I don't even want the precision in the first place."
"Harry! I am trying to negotiate for you, I don't even know who this Tickle brat is." He crosses his arms.
Sophia glances between all of us, like she just couldn't understand. "Anyways." She clears her throat. "Why don't we hold a tenement, and the strongest guild member becomes the vice leader." I can see it in her eyes, she is shooting for this precision as well.
I thought we already had this figured out, but now I feel like I am starting back at square one. It doesn't matter that idea works, purely because Tickle will win. "If you guys are up for it."
Harry shakes her head. "I don't want Monster to become the vice leader again." Does he really think Monster could win, but they have a pretty big level gap.
"I think it could work." Bang eyes Harry up and down, throwing a bunch of legendary items onto the table, by bunch, I mean five whole legendary items, this is his secondary account why does he have so many? "Take these, and show them who's boss."
Even with this many legendary items is it even possible for Harry to win? The answer is simple, no. He would be facing two of the best players to ever touch Lance and Legends online, it is like the best wrestler comes against the best boxer, no hate to wrestling, but the boxer is coming out on top. They are two completely different fields of expertise. Comparing Monster and Tickle, however, is like comparing Masters at Judo, and Jujitsu, they are at least fighting the same battle.
If it came down to pure PVP skill, I would give it to Monster, but Tickle is just better at the game then him, so I think he would come out on top. Still it appears like we are split on who might win, so we should bet.
"I will bet my sword that Tickle wins."
Harry, smelling cash, picks his head off the table. "Fine, I bet five of my magic stones that Monster wins."
That is huge betting, worth more than my sword if you ask the wiki. Each of the six magic stones boasts one element of spells, but note he only said five, so he won't give up his fire stone.
Bang's eye twitches. "Don't bet on others winning, bet on yourself."
Harry turns to him. "I know you're like super out of date with this game, but I figured even you should know who Tickle is."
"Game?" Sophia questions. "What game?"
The three of us turn to her. "It is an inside joke, we call hunting monsters a game." I explain.
She just nods. "Then do you think I could beat Tickle?" She strangely looks proud.
Me and Harry just sigh with exasperation.