William Jones
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Ozzy gazed up at the cyclones dropping down into the smoke. "Can you fill me in on why rain is such a terrible thing? Assume I grew up somewhere else and use small words." Woodrat started to speak, paused, and then said. "Rain is wet, wet and heat make steam, and steam is death. Small enough words?" "Yeah, that will do it. Next question, is this shit common? Not death. Death seems way too common where ever I am. But how often do you get rain, and is it always big blue cyclones?" Mariah landed on the…-
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Woodrat noticed immediately when Ozzy came on deck for his next shift. To the captain, it was obvious that Ozzy had moved to the third tier. He clapped his mate on the back, shook his hand, and congratulated him. "I'm a couple of leagues behind you, but a few more adventures, and I'll catch up." The rest of the crew waited for him to come down to the lower deck and congratulated him one by one. Butterbelly grabbed the Butcher, gave him a bear hug, and patted him on the head. "Keep growing; I want you at…
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The EMG, or Event Monitoring Group was seven people tasked with watching for anomalies in the world of GENESIS. Their job was three-fold: Discover strange or novel events, document them, and pass on the information to someone else. In the case of basic game information, they happily tossed the data to Promotions and Outreach and went looking for weirder stuff. The P and O department set up interviews with the game reviewers and answered basic questions for people preparing articles on the game. Need to…
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Ozzy rolled over and sat up, vacating his cozy spot on the floor of his cabin underneath his hammock. He'd have to remember to tie himself in bed the next time he leveled up. The dream was fading. It was familiar in some ways to the earlier dream. What the hell it all meant he could only guess at. As soon as he stood up, he was surprised by a notification that he hadn't allocated his free points from his class upgrade. He was hoping to save those for later. He pushed the notification aside. It…
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Rewards for these quests are set, and the money will not come from your personal account. -You will provide information for the quest -You haven't seen any Blight, ever. This is part of the quest: -You may train players who have a STR 5 or greater in the skill: (Gain +3 CHA, and receive 4 points to add to other characteristics.) The -Your Charnel Pit uses mana to process the meat and gristle you feed into it. It counts as a -You may give your Charnel Pit simple instructions. It is about as…
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Ozzy had been thinking all day about his next steps. Staying at level 10 wasn't a good option. He could raise some skills, but it meant nothing since he could just as quickly raise those skills at level 11, gain experience to his stats, and hit level 12. He imagined the option was there in case there was another class he wanted to earn. He supposed this was a bigger problem for players than for contract workers. A warrior might keep working to be a paladin by doing quests. Lots of classes had…
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The day had been long, and the crew were tired but in high spirits. The light that trickled down from Skye and up from Fyre was fading. The crew ate their dinner, with several retellings of the fight on the The shake-down cruise of the Captain Woodrat walked over to the chest, sat on one end, and took a sip of his rum. "For some of you, this will be your first chest. Not all fights are so successful, and few will result in a chest. Most will leave you dead or adrift. But if the gods smile and luck is…
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After the battle, Woodrat wasted no time getting the crew back to the ship. Ozzy carried the massive chest on his shoulder as they jogged across the Sargasso. The captain announced that treasure hunting was successful, and they were leaving immediately before something else happened. All of the crew were in agreement with him. They were still in shock from taking part in a battle with such a powerful opponent. Woodrat was bruised and battered; the blows he took in the battle hadn't hurt until the fight…
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Lord Peerson stood on the main deck. His coat was tattered and his hat was missing. Long white hair steamed behind his gaunt, black face. Other than that, he seemed unharmed and in good spirits. He smiled down at them. Thick black chains surged from the deck, wrapping around Ozzy's chest twice and dragging him to the main mast. He was chained tight against the mast. He strained to get free, but the chains didn't give at all. Mariah turned to flee, becoming a whirlwind. Fast as she was, she was only…
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"At them, my hearty crew! Lord Peerson demands the head of the man who dared to insult an Admiral of the Queen's Navy and, worse, who tried to claim my ship! I'll suck his soul dry and mount his head on the bowsprit." Lord Peerson was rapidly becoming a pain in the ass for Ozzy and Woodrat. They'd been running for several minutes but were finally far enough ahead that they were calming down. "Ok, we can slow down a little. We're keeping ahead of them easily. Hopefully, that strings them out, and we can…
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