As Vera yelled, the window popped open.

NameVeraPrimary ClassFallen EnchanterHealth780Mana1545+(500)Level11Health Regen/Sec.8Mana Regen/Sec3.2Strength10Agility10Wisdom52(+20)Intelligence55(+20)Stamina25Vitality28Attack2Defense0Magic Attack10Magic ResistanceFire0%Water0%Earth0%Electric0%Dark0%+20 INT

+20 WIS

+500 Mana

+20% stronger dark magic.

+30% stronger enchantments.

+2% to all stats for each piece of enchanted equipment worn.

Gain magic and enchanting experience faster.

Can learn alchemy and cooking to master level.

May learn all dark magics.

Can not wear armor.

May only equip Blade-Staves.

May only cast dark magic and enchanting magics.

Will be hunted by the church.

You may not gain fame.

Infamy will rise twice as fast.

Players do not receive penalties for killing you.Skill points left to distribute: 0

"This class was very powerful..." Thought Vera as she read down the list.

"Finally the downsides appear...No armor...Only blade-staves...I can only use dark magic...HUNTED BY THE CHURCH?? What does that even mean? No fame? How am I supposed to quest? DOUBLE INFAMY? I-I ca-I can be KILLED WITHOUT PENALTY??" Screamed Vera.

She no longer wanted the class. Despite its power, it was suicide.

Tessa laughed a bit, and said, "Ohoho, you will get used to it dear, I did."

"You tricked me into a suicidal class you crazy old wench!" Screamed Vera, once more.

"Oh, come now dear, calm down. The power you shall gain will be immense. Trust me. I have two more gifts for you. You'll not be much use in combat without a bit of dark magic and a blade staff, now will you?" Laughed Tessa.

Gained Items: Skillbook [Dark Arrow] , Weathered Blade-Staff.

"Now, off you go dear!" Exclaimed Tessa Excitedly.

T-ting

Alignment changed to evil.

Infamy increased by 100.

The church has found you.

"WHATTT?" Screamed Vera again, as she began to rip out her hair.

*BOOM BOOM BOOM*

Just then, the door was being pounded upon.

"Open the door! We of the Holy Order of Freya know that Vera is inside! We have come to deliver divine punishment!" Stated an unknown man.

"Oh my god! This isn't happening! Thought Vera.

Just as she turned to run, the door blasted open. Confronting her were five well armed paladins in silver armor bearing the symbol of Freya.

Before she could even step one foot in the opposite direction, Vera heard, "Holy Bolt!"

Just like that, she was ejected from the game for twenty four hours.

Tessa laughed, "Be reborn again as your new self foreigner, and seek the unholy."

Tessa then headed to Horrick's for a spot of tea.

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"Bullshit!" Yelled Amanda, as she began to throw a tantrum akin to that of a five year old's.

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She then persistently tapped her fingers, and went about her day. She ate, cleaned, and took a shower. Then she attempted sleep, and failed. This was an unhealthy addiction for a young woman. After waking up from what could be called sleep, Amanda made a breakfast sandwich using muffins, bacon, eggs, and cheese. She then tied up her hair and tidied up the kitchen. After she was finally done, it was almost time for her twenty four hour limit to be over.

Amanda immediately rushed over to the capsule and got in. As she watched the timer count down, it finally got to five.

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Amanda logged back in with haste.

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When Vera awoke, she was in the forest outside of town. She presumed this is where the paladins threw her remains...

She did not lose much in the way of items, and still had Tessa's gifts. She did lose a bit of mastery though, although her new skills hadn't much mastery to lose regardless.

As she was sitting on a log that looked as though it had been cleaved through, she heard a man scream.

"Nice! I still have all my goods, save for a few random bits and odds!" Shouted the man.

As Vera looked over, the sight made her jaw drop. A man with pure white hair, and a hulking sword on his back stood five feet from her. He must have just logged in.

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Azrael checked over his gear, and everything remained. It seems the only thing of value he lost was a level.

"Nice! I still have all my goods, save for a few japtem!" Exclaimed Azrael.

As Azrael turned to walk to town, he saw a frightened woman sitting on the log he cleaved "four" days ago. He was sick of people being frightened of him, and walked closer to initiate conversation. He was determined to prove to at least one person that he was a good guy. As he drew closer to the woman, his jaw dropped.

"Ehhh? Amanda?" Mumbled Azrael in embarrassment.

Vera's eyes grew large as she looked the man over again.

"Jake? Is that you?" Said Vera.

Jake then nodded in embarrassment.

"Oh my god! You look so scary! When did you start playing Royal Road? What class are you? What level are you?" Rambled Vera quickly.

"Easy, easy. I am level thirty two now, after dying...and I am a hidden class. It's called a slayer...What about you?" Said Azrael in an embarrassed tone.

"Wow! It seems Royal Road helped you approach people easier!Oh...ehhh...well, I was level eleven, but I just died "four" days ago, so now I am level ten again...My class is Fallen Enchanter, it's hidden as well. How did you level up so fast? Said Vera.

"Ehh...I kind of just...fought a lot. It's not that I can approach people...I kind of just...did it this time. I was sick of people being scared of me, so I approached you to explain that I was a good person randomly. It just so happened to be you...You're actually the first real person I have held a conversation with in game. After all I've been through though, it doesn't really seem like a big deal anymore. I'm kind of bummed though, I can only wear light armors, and wield two handed weapons. I don't worship a god, so I am shunned by the church as well." Said Azrael.

"Pfft...shunned? I was killed by a holy bolt a couple days ago. Five very angry paladins wanted my head, not to mention I cannot enter towns with churches. I am hunted by churches, not shunned. My alignment was automatically changed to evil, and I cannot gain fame. The WORST part is, I can be killed by players without penalty. If anyone ever finds that out, I am screwed." Said Vera sadly.

"Harsh..." Replied Azrael.

"Well...I mean...If you want, you can travel with me, and I can protect you...or something...I guess. Not to mention I can help you peddle your wares...and whatnot" Muttered Azrael very quietly.

"Haha! I would like that! I wish you would have told me you were playing royal road, I would have joined up long ago." Said Vera.

Party Formed

Thus began the formation of a party shunned by the gods, and destined for greatness.

The Oath-Bound Slayer, and the Fallen Enchantress headed down the path towards one of the locations of interest Azrael had marked on his map.