William Jones
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Rolly, Ozzy, Ben, and Suzette all found themselves floating in the grey void. The same message was given to each. Your entire party has died. If this was Dungeons and Dragons, we'd call it a Total Party Kill (TPK), and your Dungeon Master would level up. But here we just call it Saturday. As always, you have options for the next few hours: -Log out and rejoin the real world. (Over-rated and will cost you 1 SP as you are a Contract Worker.) -Browse the Global Data Net for information. (Also costing you…-
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Chartok the Necro Wolf was having fun. It was always cool to make a villainous statement followed by summoning some undead and laughing at the poor humans. The following fights might go for or against him, but he really lived for the opening moments. These pitiful fools were no exception. He loved the looks on their faces. No steely look of determination, just big eyes and 'oh shit, we're so screwed' attitudes. These lowly little humans needed a lesson in not venturing too far out on their first day of…
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Ozzy didn't sleep a hell of a lot the night before their first day off. He was finding out he really didn't need to. Long before the sun rose he was awake. He went down to the river where some of the women did the washing. He filled a tub, stripped, and tossed his clothes in the cold water and added a bit of lye soap he found near the stacked tubs. He scrubbed the clothes, dumped the filthy red water, and refilled the tub to let them soak. His job really got both he and his clothes filthy. He'd tried…
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"Dammit Greenberg, will you just show us the pages with the map?" This was the 4th time Monger had asked the ranger if he could look at the map he was making. Greenberg's refusal, and the ensuing arguments had been been annoying to everyone. As it became apparent the area wasn't very dangerous, the two women had headed back to the tavern leaving Manwar, Greenberg, and Monger to carry on with the mapping. Greenberg had stopped and was sketching again in his large journal. "I told you, you can see it when…
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Despite having the Courier Class, Ben had yet to deliver a message or been used for that job at all. After two days of digging ditches he'd badgered Billy a bit about what a courier actually did. It turns out that couriers mostly dug ditches. No official messages to run meant he was going to be on the end of a shovel for quite some time. Ben didn't object to the work, only the surroundings. He'd happily dug ditches and lined them with stakes during the 'Seige of Orleans.' And the time he had spent…
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Billy sat down, intentionally choosing a spot that kept the table between him and Ozzy. Not that he was worried at all - it was just prudent to give the huge man who killed for a living a bit of room when he was getting over being dead. "Sure, Ozzy, no problem. What can I help you with?" "I'm just a bit frustrated, Billy. I want to do my job better, but it's tough. I only have a couple of skills, and it's really hard to deal with the sedgebeasts. I can barely kill them when I use my special skill and…
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You have Died. A wound from your fight with an Angry Sedgebull became poisoned. At least you died peacefully in your sleep. You may reenter the game in 2 hours 52 minutes. This is the amount of time until dawn of the next day. Your normal time until resurrection is currently 4 hours, or dawn. This can increase with multiple deaths in a short time period. You may spend this time in the following ways: -Reviewing the poor choices that lead to your untimely demise. -Meditation or sitting quietly in a…
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Suzette (The start of this chapter takes place just before the end of last chapter, and leads up to what happened at the end.) After playing milkmaid and gathering eggs, Suzette worked for a few hours in the Tavern's bakery making the already despised groat muffins. Groats were grown in every farming community in the Empire - mostly for feeding animals like pigs. Poor communities used them as a human foodstuff. They were nutritious, just tasteless. Boiled groats made groatmeal. It wasn't bad with berries…
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Day 2 If anyone didn't wake up from the rooster crowing, they got a second chance from Rory cursing at the cock and throwing rocks. The rooster didn't mind, he was used to performing for harsh audiences and the irate human was a bad shot. A surprisingly bad shot, with no rock even coming within six feet of the amused bird. After tossing a few dozen rocks, Rory gave up. The cock gave a loud cock-a-doodle-piss-on-you of victory and ran off to check on his hens. Ozzy and Ben joined a grumpy Rory outside,…
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Several bored soldiers and one bored Captain watched the arrival zone. They didn't expect problems, but they were soldiers in the Emperors Legion and they'd taken an oath to protect his lands from enemies within and without - even in this backwater in the middle of nowhere. And even against these "Players" who were appearing in the fortress next to the statue of Emperor Viconis. The current Emperor was the 9th to bear the name of Viconis; the statue was of the 6th. Having met neither man the Captain…
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