♕: What the hell were you thinking?!
On the ground sat the NPC, half of his face covered in red tendril and vein-like textures which pulsated with a red light every few seconds.
♕: Is your NPC brain not able to understand I can respawn!?
She started the healing process, the basic healing spell which covered the NPC in a green light, she looked to his status bar and saw that health wasn't going up.
Forest Cut-Throat: I diddn wan to go ba...back...
♕: Christ is the poison multiplying his chromosomes?!
Lorb: I believe it's the paralysis setting in. he explained.
"I just didn't want to go back to my old life, I've noticed myself slipping when the food review-guys offered me money for starters..." though the cut-throat.
Blood started to pool in his mouth as streams leaked out both from his mouth and nose.
♕: Would popping him into the storage space help?
Lorb: Nope, the effects would continue there instead.
"Damn, I went from mugging and killing players to travelling around, trying food and having people to chat to, I'd call that a success."
♕: Hey, forest stabby man! You better not ruin the festival for me by dying here!
"I wish you could be a bit nicer to me though... but-"
Forest Cut-Throat: Tha-nk-s...
"Thanks for everything."
♕: Yes, yes you did a great job, we'll thank you later, the medal is on the way why don't you just not fu#*ing die and wait a bit.
"I did a great job? Is that how that looks? I didn't do anything, I was just happy to die before I turned to someone who wouldn't be able to hang out with you guys."
♕: Damn it, Lorb! Can't you heal him!?
Lorb: I can't use any healing spells, since I'm invincible most of the time I didn't need them.
"I hope this is where... my sentience dies... and I don't appear... as... the... cut-throat..."
The NPC's health dropped to zero before his body went limp.
A while of silence passed as if the entire world stopped, and the silence continued until the body despawned a while later, and a while after that someone finally spoke up.
Lorb: What do you plan to do now?
♕: Will resurrecting a dead NPC not work for sure?
Lorb: Nope.
♕: I think I'll log off for a bit...
Lorb: Alright, I'll be here when you're back.
♕: Right...
With that, ♕ logged out.
JohnWillStab and Kwispii decided to leave too.
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JohnWillStab: That was crazy, it looked like they specifically went after the NPCs!
Kwispii: Yes, you said you wished to protect the NPCs, correct? This makes your job harder.
JohnWillStab: I guess, though I kind of prefer fighting an organised force rather than little bandit camps.
Kwispii: Bandit camps?
JohnWillStab: Nevermind that, I was just thinking of a different game. he said playing the /laugh emote.
JohnWillStab: It was "Civ", I was always good at strategy games.
Kwispii: I see... I have seen the game before.
They walked for another bit, Kwispii: JohnWillStab, I must ask you something.
JohnWillStab: Sure, what is it?
Kwispii: What is your goal in game?
JohnWillStab: Well, that's an easy question, to save the NPCs.
No reply came from Kwispii for a while.
Kwispii: I have noticed NPC are aware since they awoke, but you say you decided to save NPC from start?
JohnWillStab: Well, yeah, I was having fun but ultimately everything I did in the game was a bit... aimless, now I found a something fun to do, I'm going to save the NPCs.
Kwispii remained silent for the rest of the journey until they reached the portal.
Kwispii: JohnWillStab, I will no longer continue teaching you.
JohnWillStab: What do you mean? Is this like an "I've thought you all I can, now it is up to you!" kind of moment?
Kwispii: When I offered to teach you at the inn, I did so because I saw your want to protect.
Kwispii: You have shown me side of you I do not wish to nourish.
JohnWillStab: What did I do? Don't you want to save the NPCs?! Is that it?!
Kwispii shook his head and turned towards the portal.
Kwispii: I mistook your actions as the acts of fearless soldier, not the empty ideals of general.
JohnWillStab: Empty ideals!? I'm trying to save lives here! Thousands! Why doesn't anyone f#*king understand!?
Kwispii turned towards the portal
Kwispii: I will not teach you, but all students, past or present are welcome to come for drink, remember that.
With that said, he left through the portal leaving JohnWillStab alone and in a rage.
JohnWillStab: Yeah! As if! he kicked the portal doing more damage to his leg than anything else.
JohnWillStab: That f#*king beak of your makes you look like a furry!
JohnWillStab: Nobody thinks the slav looks fits you, you ses*my-str*et reject!
But as much as he tried to insult him, Kwispii was already gone.
JohnWillStab: You're just like that f#*king guild!
He started walking aimlessly through the forest whilst complaining to no one in particular.
JohnWillStab: "LoOk aT mE, Im A gUiLd oF lEvEl 100s AnD I GiVe 0 S#*tS aBoUt ThE WoRlD!"
JohnWillStab: "I CaN pUnCh A RoCk In HaLf, BuT I'Ll JuSt StAy On My F#*kInG MoUnTaIn!"
From behind walked out three players, each one armed and ready to fight.
NoPissBottles: Long time no see... said the human dressed in leather armour, he wielded a golden mace in his hand.
GarlicBoi: Oh s#*t, it's the undead from Grimwood! the ogre exclaimed as he aimed his staff at JohnWillStab, it had a large green gem, his robes had a silver rim.
Another human walked out, this one wore proper armour, with a large sword which emitted a pale green light.
Oheimark: Hello again.
NoPissBottles: Really, we shouldn't be too upset since thanks to you and that armoured guy we had to move up here, turns out this place makes pvpers a LOT more money!
GarlicBoi: So much so, that if you just hand over everything in your inventory we'll let you leave here with you honour points intact!
JohnWillStab looked at them and their equipment before cracking a smile, JohnWillStab: It has been a long time since I saw you guys... Say, would you be willing to become the first patrons for my army? he asked as he grabbed his weapons.
The three were surprised by JohnWillStab's cocky demeanour.
NoPissBottles: What the hell did you just say?!
JohnWillStab: With your honour points, I doubt you'd be able to respawn in a nearby town... he replied.
NoPissBottles: Enough chit-chat, guess we're killing him anyway!
The three of them charged at JohnWillStab who was for the first time used his trump card, which he unlocked at level thirty.
The auxilary class: Tenecirus.
He read up on the abilities online, though most of them were scraps of info and theories.
Almost instantly one of the three charging at him switched their trajectory and attacked an ally of their, knocking NoPissBottles to the ground.
NoPissBottles: What the f#*k are you doing, Dan!?
GarlicBoi: I DON'T KNOW! IT'S SOME KIND OF MIND CONTROL!
As Oheimark ran up to JohnWillStab, he was unable to strike him thanks to his scarf before he lost an arm thanks to the bear-style punch.
His arm landed on the ground limply spraying a splatter of blood onto the other two.
NoPissBottles was struggling to escape from under his friend's constant beating.
GarlicBoi: I'M SORRY! I DON'T KNOW HOW TO STOP IT!
Moments later Oheimark made it to the two of them.
NoPissBottles: Mark! Help me!
As he said that, Oheimark pulled his blade up and planted it into NoPissBottles' head, killing him.
JohnWillStab: Good... I didn't expect you to be able to use skills while mind-controlled, I wanted him alive... otherwise, my army can't grow...
GarlicBoi: Screw you! Just kill us you bastard!
JohnWillStab walked over to the two mind-controlled players, JohnWillStab: You must have heard me wrong, I don't plan on letting you or anyone else go, not until my army is done and I can save everyone. he exclaimed before selecting the mute option under his "companion" menu.
Straight away, Oheimark logged out, and his character fell down to the ground limply before standing back up, much to GarlicBoi's horror.
JohnWillStab: Now then... let's go find more strong players...