Joiss was a Dwarven player that together with a group of other Dwarven players wanted to start a Dwarf guild by utilizing the dwarf-only skill that was…
Dwarven constitution lvl 3
One got this skill by willingly afflicting oneself with negative statuses, like drunkenness, paralyzisation and unconscious.
Seeing as getting drunk was the easiest one to do, he and some of his guild-mates found themselves a bar where the drinks were cheap and the chances of getting robbed was low.
So he and his friend was ordering the strongest they could get, from a really pretty waitress “look at the size of those puppies” one of his friends started, as soon as she had aken theis order and was out of earshot. “I can’t, too busy looking at those damn fine legs.” Continued one of their slightly older members while two of the slightly younger ones just stood there and blushed.
“alright, calm your horses, for all we know she could belong to a race with super hearing.” To that his second in command immediately joined in, he had apparently been too busy chatting with some of the other patrons of the bar to join the groups conversation before now “not likely, from what I could gather she’s a hulder, related to trolls, but got more in common with succubi than anything else really” he said with almost zero enthusiasm.
Hearing how little energy the second in command, named Karl had, almost made Joiss smile.
Though it was only known by him, Karl was really Carla in real life and had originally wanted to play as a pretty elf or something along those lines. Unfortunately for her Joiss was her childhood friend and neighbour, so she had been strong-armed into playing as a male Dwarf.
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Ignoring their guild masters pondering, the other in the small group of dwarfs started hounding her for more info on the hot waitress, or was it barmaid? Anyway they continued on “alright, alright, ill tell you what I know..” Karl started and the others quieted down a bit “her name is Jane, she’s a hulder and started working not so long ago, so she’s probably a player. she also just recently started learning tailoring.” Now Jane was almost within earshot, so they hurriedly changed the conversation towards blacksmithing, that Karl had recently picked up.
A little known player fact is that if you log out while drunk, your avatar passes out instead of disappearing. So when the dwarves went behind the bar to log off, their bodies passed out, and when most of them logged back in, their avatars stayed passed out, still completely aware of what was happening around them, but passed out nonetheless.
What they saw was Jane standing in front of them with a bitter and resigned face, “lucky me….” Karl heard her speak under her breath, and then she began kissing a unconscious dwarf. By chance she had started with the dwarves that had still not logged on. Both Karl and Joiss imagined how they would react when they had heard what they had missed.
Soon she had kissed everyone but Karl, Joiss almost blacking out from the pleasure. Karl would not admit it, but he was starting to look forward to the kiss. Then it happened, and for a moment he forgot that in real he was a she. In that moment all he wanted was to drag her to his room in the inn and spend the next three to four days indulging in carnal pleasures.
Needless to say, from that day on, as the rumor spread among their guild-mates, the dwarves population in Christiania rose suddenly, and so did the amount of tip she got. As for Karl, he spent more and more time seemingly passed out behind the bar, but sometimes, if you looked very carefully you could see him open his eyes slightly and look around. Needless to say, when Joiss found this out, he laughed a loud, heavy and long laugh, to the confusion of some of the other members who had already considered copying Karl’s methods.