A vivid memory came alive before Aquila’s eyes; even though it felt like it had happened years ago - he remembered it as though it were yesterday.
Sebastian couldn’t believe his parents had finally bought him a computer. He had been trying to get them to buy him one for years. Of course he had to share it with his sister, and his parents told him it was for his birthday, Easter, and Christmas. He didn’t know what they’d meant by ‘Easter’, nobody ever got presents on Easter. Maybe they meant that he wasn’t getting any chocolate. But he didn’t care. All he cared about was his new computer.
A few months passed by – Sophia and Alister had introduced him to a free online MMORPG and it hadn’t taken him long to get addicted. Sophia and Alister had been playing the game for quite a bit longer than Sebastian, but Sebastian caught up to them quite quickly, and pretty soon he’d even overtaken them. Not only did Sebastian spend more time playing the game than they did, but he had also managed to figure out a few crafty tips and tricks to help him progress. In one underground cavern there was a corner where mobs couldn’t attack players, so Sebastian would stand there levelling up his range. He also found a cheesy way to farm expensive items; which paid for some high-end gear.
There was one particular weekend that had come to his mind so suddenly though. It was a time that was uncannily similar to his current predicament. It had been a quiet Saturday night, Sebastian’s parents were out, and his sister was asleep – so he didn’t have to fight her for the computer.
Normally on Saturday nights, the three of them (Sohpia, Alister and Sebastian) logged in and played together. It was becoming somewhat of a tradition. But this weekend Sophia and her parents had gone to Wales, so it was just Sebastian and Aliser – and when it was just the two of them there was sure to be mischief.
‘Where are you?’ Sebastian asked. He was wearing a cheap headset with a microphone that reached down in front of his mouth.
‘I’m almost at the PvP zone. Have you found anyone yet?’ Alister replied through their online voice chat.
‘Not anyone worth the trouble.’
‘It doesn’t matter if they’re worth the trouble or not. Just make sure they’re a lower level than us.’
‘Fine.’
Sebastian’s online avatar walked through a crowded city; his character didn’t look very intimidating. All the other people who walked through the streets of the virtual city in the game wore armour of all different kinds of colours. Sebastian’s character wore normal clothes and carried a simple sword. Sebastian clicked on the screen and the avatar moved to stand next to someone who seemed to be just hanging around doing nothing.
Hi, can you help me, Sebastian typed into the in-game chat and the text appeared above his character’s head.
It didn’t seem as though the other player was going to respond, but just as Sebastian was about to move on, the reply appeared above the other player’s head.
Sure, what with lol?
‘Talk to me Sebastian. What’s going on?’ Alister asked.
‘Think I got someone. Just hold tight.’
Sebastian typed frantically.
A quest. There’s a really big reward and I’ll share it with you. Just follow me.
To Sebastian’s surprise, the other player began following him. They walked down a path that led out of the city and through some grassy fields.
‘Ali, I’m taking a player up to Dragon’s Gate. Don’t attack straight away. We need to wait until we’ve got him far enough in so he can’t run away.’
‘Sure. I’m waiting here.’
Sebastian led the player down the path until they got to the obvious PvP zone. The other player stopped. Not only did the game give the players a warning that they were entering the zone; but the landscape transformed drastically – from a vibrant green to a barren wilderness.
What’s wrong? Sebastian typed.
Dangerous, was all that the player replied.
Not dangerous. No problems. Follow me.
The player seemed hesitant. Sebastian had to double back several times; but eventually he was able to convince the player to move forward into the PvP zone.
See, no problems. Let’s keep going, Sebastian typed.
‘How’s it going?’ Alister asked.
‘Just getting into PvP now. I’ll let you know where we end up.’
Sebastian continued to lead the player forward deeper into the barren wilderness.
Don’t worry. I’ll protect you. The reward is worth it, Sebastian quickly typed hoping to ease the player’s tension.
‘I’m leading him to the Lonely Plains, wait for us there,’ Sebastian said to Alister.
‘Okay.’
Sebastian’s character walked in a straight line for a few more minutes – eventually a text appeared above the other player’s head.
Where we going? Dangerous.
‘Are you almost here?’ Alister asked impatiently.
‘Come forward a little; this guy’s getting spooked. Quick!’
‘I can’t see you. Where are you. Oh wait. There you are.’
Out of nowhere, Alister’s character appeared on Sebastian’s screen and began attacking the player that Sebastian had led into the PvP zone.
The player typed a short message.
Help. Seb. Help.
The player was expecting Sebastian to support him, but instead Sebastian clicked on several items in his inventory, donning his own equipment, and joined Alister attacking the player vigorously. The player began to run back the way they’d came in a desperate attempt to escape; but Sebastian and Alister had been well prepared. A few hits later and the player they were attacking switched from a running animation to a dying animation and then disappeared.
‘Niiiiiice!!’ Alister called when they had killed the player.
‘What loot did we get?’ Sebastian asked.
‘He didn’t have much. Fifty gold. A full set of steel armour. A few potions,’ Alister replied.
‘Hey, it’s more than I was expecting. Let’s go find someone else. You lure them this time.’
***
They had bragged about it to Sophia at school on Monday when they had all met up during their break, telling her exactly how they were leading players into the PvP zone and double teaming them when they were least expecting it. But Sophia had not been happy. She slapped them both on the back of the head.
‘That is so mean! You should be helping new players – not trolling them.’
‘Oh, it’s just a bit of fun Soph,’ Alister said.
‘Yeah, just a bit of fun.’
***
Just a bit of fun. Just a bit of fun.
Aquila looked upon the players in front of him; seven of them, moving towards him with an air of hostility about them. Was it just a bit of fun for these guys too.
Spaghetti held a sword in one hand, and a shield in another. Two other players emerged from the darkness, their hands glowing with a feint white and red aura – definitely spell casters. There were two other players carrying large two-handed weapons and the remaining two held short flimsy bows. Most of them wore the same traveller’s armour as Aquila – and their gear was looked simple enough. Though a couple of them did have a few stronger looking items that Aquila had only seen a couple of times whilst wondering around the town square in Novus Village. One player had what looked like a bronze breastplate, and another wore a large bronze set of gauntlets. But other than that, all of the equipment was basic. There was only so far you could progress in three days.
Aquila was trying to sum them up as best he could, but in the end none of it really mattered. Aquila was completely outmatched; at least in a direct confrontation. Aquila’s mind began to tick, there had to be a way out of this. Spaghetti moved towards him with his short sword pointed directly ahead of him. The other players followed suit.
‘How many other players have you done this to?’ Aquila asked.
He didn’t actually care about the answer, he just wanted to stall for time. His stamina bar was still depleted from gathering the pseudo fairy logs. Earlier, he’d wondered why Spaghetti had just been standing around – but now Aquila understood. Spaghetti had been content to let Aquila use up his stamina, whilst Spaghetti had been preserving his own, specifically so Aquila would have a harder time outrunning them. But Aquila had recuperated enough stamina to get by.
‘Hmm. A few,’ Spaghetti replied.
‘It almost wasn’t worth it with you, though,’ one of the other players piped up, ‘you made us wait the whole afternoon.’
‘And even quite a lot of the night,’ another player added.
‘I told Spaghetti that he should have just left you and moved on. A little unluck for you, though, that he stuck with it. He said he had a feeling you were secretly carrying some expensive stuff in your inventory.’
Aquila wondered how Spaghetti had been able to get messages out to his friends when they’d been together most of the afternoon. He hadn’t really seen Spaghetti do anything that really looked like he was sending out messages – though Aquila hadn’t been watching him militantly the whole time either. Neither had Aquila hadn’t added anyone as a friend yet – so he didn’t know how the messaging system worked.
‘Unlucky, huh? And tell me,’ Aquila started ‘What made you decide to start killing players? You know what the consequences are when you die the game right?’
‘Well that’s the thing. None of us know for sure how true it all is,’ Spaghetti replied, ‘after all - ’
But Aquila didn’t wait for him to finish his answer. The biggest mistake they had made was not taking him by surprise; now he was going to take them by surprise. In a split second Aquila reached down and grabbed a brown orb at his belt. It was the coffee he’d bought at the market a day earlier. Within the same second he squeezed it, and it shattered into a million pieces. A text appeared in front of him.
+ 5% speed.
It was a little weaker than the buff he’d gotten from Agitha’s coffee, but he guessed not all coffees where created equal in this game. It didn’t matter. Before any of the players had realised what his was doing, he was off. He zoomed forward dodging around one of the players, a large orc, who held a two-handed weapon. Surprisingly, the Orc caught on, he turned as Aquila passed him and swung his sword in a sideways arc; but it was a slow swing – and Aquila had invested two passive points into his agility skill, which game him extra speed. Aquila easily dodged the blow.
‘Shouldn’t have brought a wood elf into the forest – now everyone is going to find out what you guys are up to,’ Aquila shouted as he easily ran ahead of the mob.
The players began chasing him – he could hear the soft pattering of their light footsteps against the leaves and the grass behind them. But they were much slower than him, even Spaghetti, who had a racial speed buff, couldn’t keep up.
Aquila was impressed by how easy it was for him to run through the light whisps of grass that rose up past his ankles; there were several times when he should have tripped, but his character seemed to balance itself. He was feeling glad he’d picked the wood elf. Before he could begin to feel too safe, though, an arrow whizzed past his shoulder. He turned around; Spaghetti was the furthest ahead out of the group – he, along with two other players who were slightly behind him, had their bows out and were firing projectiles. Aquila knew from first hand experience that it was quite hard to run at full speed and shoot with a bow at the same time, he only hoped that they weren’t accurate marksmen. Then a fireball shot through the air and exploded at his feet, drawing 1hp of health. It wasn’t much, except another arrow came out of nowhere and struck him in the back, drawing another 2hp from his health bar. Their attacks were inaccurate, and didn’t do much damage, but Aquila knew it would still add up. He began dodging side to side, zipping in and out of the tree trunks, hoping to become a harder target to hit.
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Aquila was almost at the edge of the forest when he felt his stamina bar drop completely. The faster you ran in the game, the faster your stamina depleted. But the lack of restraint from the terrain and his speed bonus, combined with the fact that he was running for his life – had caused him to run faster than he should have, and it looked as though he had overdone it a little bit. He tried to run, but until he recovered stamina, it would be impossible for him to move faster than a walking pace.
Aquila’s quick select was packed full food and healing items; but he had neglected to add anything to refill his stamina. But there was one item that he knew might help. He’d thought it useless earlier, but was the boost he needed. Aquila opened his inventory and scanned his items. His heart was beating hard – the players behind him were catching up; he felt the urge to panic – but he knew the best thing he could do was to keep his cool.
Arrows. Gold. Rabbit meat. An empty cup. Rabbit hide. Sour berries. Odd shroom.
He selected the sour berries, the ones he had gotten from completing the cooking quest only a day earlier. They manifested in his hand and he squeezed them immediately. A text popped up in front of him.
+3 Health.
+3 Stamina.
+3 Manna.
It wasn’t much, but it would hopefully be enough to get him out of the PvP zone. He ran forward, but the five seconds or so that he had spent opening his inventory and consuming the berries had given his hunters enough time to close a fair amount of distance. They were now, once again, close enough to be within shooting range. These players were going to pursue him all the way until the edge of the PvP zone, Aquila was sure of it. There was no way for him to hide. Players tags always appeared if you were within a certain distance of them. Aquila assumed that the only reason he hadn’t seen the tags of the players in the forest (when he’d first gone in with Spaghetti) was because their stealth outclassed his perception. But he hadn’t invested any passive points into stealth whatsoever.
An arrow whizzed past him again, another fireball hit him in the back, lowering his HP to 8. Aquila grabbed a health potion from his quickselect menu and activated it. His health shot back up to 20.
He could hear the other players behind him shouting, and they were getting louder and louder; he upped his pace a little. The sour berries really hadn’t given him much stamina to work with, but it didn’t matter, it was looking like he was going to make it. He was completely out of the forest now, and he could see the lake. A notification appeared in front of him:
Approaching safe zone.
This was it. He was only a few paces away. His stamina dropped empty, but he was only a few paces away from the safe zone. Step after step after step. He was almost there. His heart flooded with relief. He had to be passing the dividing line any second now. The players behind him were getting even louder. They began yelling in frustration. Aquila could hear them clearly. He almost wanted to turn around and taunt them. They were too late. Just as he was sure that he would make it, he felt something soft and wet, like a ball of wind and water, hit him in the back. It didn’t drain his hp, stamina or manna. Instead he felt his legs snap together, and he stopped moving quite abruptly.
A text appeared in front of him.
Binding: 2:00
1:59.
1:58.
He was barely a meter from the safe zone, maybe even a few centimetres; but his feet remained planted firmly to the ground. He could move his arms, and swing his sword – he was able to reach for healing items, but none of that mattered if he couldn’t move forward.
1:54.
1:53.
He could hear the mob of players approaching. Closer and closer.
1:52.
1:51.
They were mere meters away from him now.
1:50.
1:49.
He could hear them next to him.
1:48.
1:47.
A moment later they had surrounded him.
1:46.
1:45.
‘That was a close one. Nice work with that binding spell, Agar, how long we got?’
Aquila noticed his stamina bar was regenerating while he was standing still, even though his feet were constrained – not that it was any use to him.
‘A bit over a minute and a half.’
Curious, Aquila thought, they couldn’t see the spell’s effects themselves. It appeared as though only the caster and the one who had the spell cast on them could see the full details of what was happening. Aquila would have bet his bottom dollar that a higher perception level could probably detect spell’s effects. And maybe if he’d had a higher perception level, he’d be able to get more details about the spell and figure out how to counter it. There had to have some kind of weak point, some way breaking it. Aquila struggled against the bonds of the spell as hard as he could – but to no avail.
1:43.
1:42.
‘Let’s finish him. While we can.’
‘Dray. Gale. You two want to do the honours? We don’t want to waste our arrows if we can help it.’
1:41.
1:40.
‘Haha. Yeah. Can do.’
Two players stepped forward, the orcs with the two-handed weapons. They wasted no time, and began slashing down with their large weapons. Although their strikes were slow, Aquila’s health bar dropped down to 16 within seconds. The next swing passed through him with no effect; which was odd, though he wasn’t complaining.
1:39.
1:38.
The orcs’ attacks continued to do damage after that and Aquila’s health quickly dropped below 10hp, and then down to 5hp. Only the occasional swing phased through him without doing damage like it had earlier. In desperation he grabbed a minor healing potion from his belt and activated it. It brought his health back to twenty, but almost as soon as his bar hit full, a swing from a long sword brought his health back down to 17hp.
1:37.
1:36.
Aquila equipped his sword and began swinging around, not knowing what else to do. He managed to get two hits in, doing a total of 2 damage to the player opposite him. Not much, and it was certainly not going to prove to be a useful solution.
Crap, crap, crap.
1:35.
1:34.
His health dropped below halfway again, and then down to 5hp. He let go of his sword and activated another healing potion which brought his health back to full. But it was his last potion – the only other thing he had left was the rabbit meat, and it only healed 2 – 4hp. He’d be losing health as quick as he was gaining health.
‘If he ends up using everything in his inventory, we won’t get any loot out of this,’ one of the mages yelled.
‘I knew this was a waste of time. Maybe we’ll just have to kill Spaghetti instead.’
Kill Spaghetti instead, kill Spaghetti instead!
‘Yeah, good luck. We’re right next to the safe zone,’ Spaghetti huffed, ‘besides, I’m the only one here who’s still at level one in combat. Who else are you going to use to lure people out here. These big gruff orcs – I don’t think so.’
‘He does have a point.’
The group had stopped hacking at Aquila momentarily; if only he could keep them talking.
‘I’ve used everything I have,’ Aquila said, ‘so unless you want a rusty short sword; you might as well let me go.’
It wasn’t true. He still had 20 gold on him, and about ten pieces of cooked rabbit meat, but they didn’t know that.
‘Sorry you drew the short stick. If we let you get away news will spread. This luring thing only works because nobody knows we’re doing it. As soon as word gets around people will start to become more wary.’
‘Oh yeah, and how long do you think you can really keep doing this you thick headed piece of crap. While you’re wasting your time ganging up on low-levelled players like me, there are other players who are actually getting good,’ Aquila replied, ‘you’ll be outclassed soon enough!’
Spaghetti laughed casually, but the orcs didn’t take it as well.
‘Shut up! You talk way too much,’ one of the orcs said and slashed down at him.
Aquila didn’t know what had caused the sudden outburst, but it definitely hadn’t worked in his favour. The spell effect counter was down to 1:10, but the orcs were back at it again. Two of them, hacking and slashing, while the rest of their gang seemed to be standing around enjoying the show.
His health bar was dropping. Rapidly. And now there was nothing he could do. Aquila looked up at the night-sky. The moon shone brightly, surrounded by hundreds of thousands of glittering stars which should have been impossible to see because of the light. But as it was, they were there. Surprisingly Aquila wasn’t scared. No, he wasn’t scared at all. Rather, he was disappointed and sad. Sad because he had barely played gotten a chance to really figure out this game, sad because he hadn’t explored any of the world, sad because he wasn’t going to be able to meet up with Sophia and Alister, and the thing he was most sad about was that he had made such an obviously stupid mistake. It had to be about midnight, or close to it anyway. That was when he was going to die. At midnight. Aquila looked back down from the sky as another sword strike landed and drew 4hp from his health. Midnight was when he had seen the…Aquila’s eyes darted around rapidly. In the distance, he saw something come into existence, as though it were suddenly appearing. A mob. And more than one. The shadows were approaching the group from behind.
‘There’s something there! Look, look!’ Aquila screamed.
One of the orcs laughed.
‘Haha. Nice try mate.’
‘I’m being serious!’
The orc lifted his sword to take another downward strike at Aquila, just as a claw slashed across his back, drawing 7HP from his health.
‘GOBLINS!’ one of the mages next to him screamed. The mobs were in full view now, Aquila counted three of them. Three feral level 7 goblins, with drool in their mouths and hostility in their eyes. The players all turned around and suddenly fireballs were going off and arrows were flying everywhere. The group tried backing away, but their pursuit of Aquila had left almost all their stamina bars drained.
Aquila tried to wriggle his feet. There was still 30 seconds left on the binding spell. Other than stand there, the only thing he could do was open his inventory and manually select the rest of his cooked rabbit meat. It took a lot longer and they only restored minimal hp, but it was better than doing nothing. Two goblins began hacking at one of the orcs in front of him. The orc’s health bar dropped quickly. The orc turned to look at Aquila, a contorted look of fear and confusion just before he disintegrated and disappeared.
Aquila looked at his HUD which was in full display. There was 15 seconds left on his binding spell.
An arrow zoomed through the air, passing hitting one of the three goblins, finishing off its health and killing it. But that didn’t stop the remaining two goblins from moving forward, and hacking and biting the mage who’d been casting fireballs. His health bar dropped, and he died quite quickly. Agar, the mage who’d cast the spell on Aquila, let off two windblasts, but those were the last spells he was able to cast before his manna depleted and he was left defenceless. It only took the goblins about five seconds to kill him too. As soon as Agar died, Aquila felt his legs free up; he jumped backward and a text appeared in front of him.
Safe zone.
Without thinking, Aquila turned and began to run along the path towards Novus Town. His stamina had only recovered slightly – but he hoped to put enough distance between the goblins and himself so that they wouldn’t pursue him, because he was sure that he’d need to walk for at least a part of the way. But then he heard a scream from behind him.
‘Help! Aquila, help!’
Aquila turned. It was Spaghetti. One of the goblins was advancing toward him. The wayward fireballs that the mages had cast earlier, and a few arrows had brought it down to a quarter health, but Spaghetti was level 1. Even against a weakened level 7 goblin, he didn’t stand a chance; and his three companions were occupied with the other goblin. Well two of them really, one of the orcs died an instant later – it seemed that this group had been so cocky and confident in their numbers, that they’d neglected to bring any healing items with them.
‘Help! Aquila! Please!’ Spaghetti screamed.
Aquila turned around and was about to take off, leaving Spaghetti for dead. He didn’t care. He didn’t have an ounce of sympathy for Spaghetti, or any of the other players. But then Sophia’s face flashed before his eyes. Her beautiful dark eyes, and smooth black hair. That smile that always seemed to be there, even when it wasn’t. What would she say if she found out that he’d just left a bunch of people to die, even if they’d tried to kill him first. Aquila grit his teeth and equipped his rusty sword.
Aquila turned, ran forward, grabbed Spaghetti by the tunic and pulled him back.
‘Stay behind me, get your bow out and shoot. I need room to move!’
Unlike the heavy weapons that the orcs had been using, his weapon was light. He dashed forward, slashed upward at the goblin and then back down. The goblin’s health dropped slightly, putting it a little under a quarter health. Spaghetti also loosed an arrow with his bow, doing a single hit point of damage too. The goblin tried to strike with its claws; but Aquila was able to move back and avoid the attack. However the goblin attacked twice, and the second blow had been quicker. It brought him down to half health. Crap.
Slash, slash, slash; up and down went Aquila’s sword. The goblin’s health was dropping. But another strike drew 8hp from him, leaving him at a total of 2hp. Things were getting dangerous. Aquila decided to put some distance between himself and his enemy. He used what little stamina he had to run back up the hill – the goblin had locked onto him though, and was hot on his tail. He could outrun it for a while, but not forever. Now that he’d made the choice to help Spaghetti, his only real option was to fight.
‘Open inventory,’ Aquila said as he ran as fast as he could away from the goblin. He was going to try something risky, he didn’t know what the effects would be, but he really had no other choice. He clicked on the odd shroom in his inventory and selected consume. A text popped up in front of him.
Attack speed +70%
And a timer began to count down.
00:10
00:09
Aquila turned around; the goblin was approaching. The effects of the odd shroom had caused his hands and sword to glow blue. He slashed upward with speed that caught him off guard. He struck the goblin four times and finished it off before it could even hit him once. The goblin disintegrated, leaving a flask of red liquid (which looked very similar to a health potion), and some gold in its place.
A text appeared in front of him.
Light handed weapon level increase – level 4.
But Aquila didn’t have time to celebrate, or inspect items that the goblin had dropped. The last goblin was advancing. It seems that it had killed the other players, but they’d left it on almost no health. Aquila let go of his sword, grabbed his bow from his belt and let off three arrows in quick succession. The final died and disappeared, leaving behind more items.
Archery level increase – level 3.
Combat level increase – level 3.
Two passive ability points gained.
Perks unlocked.
Aquila let out a sigh of relief.
‘You owe me Spaghetti!’ Aquila said, and turned to face him. But it seemed as though Spaghetti didn’t feel the same way – because Spaghetti had his bow out and was pointing it directly at him.
‘I just saved you!’ Aquila yelled, ‘put that away!’
‘I know, Aquila, I know. And I’m sorry. I really am. But I could really use all this loot. And the exp I’ll get from killing you, especially now that I don’t have a team to help me survive.’
Before Aquila could reply, Spaghetti let go of the drawstring; and an arrow shot through the air. It phased through Aquila as though he hadn’t attacked him at all; this felt different from the time that the orcs had swung at him and failed to do damage – this was like he wasn’t in combat at all. Aquila was confused at first, but it only took him a moment to realised what was going on. Spaghetti was in the safe zone; shooting an arrow from the safe zone into the PvP zone wouldn’t work.
Aquila dived towards the goblin loot, grabbed what looked to be a health potion and squeezed vigorously. His health bar shot back up to full. He jumped up, pulled his sword out and pointed it at Spaghetti.
‘Come out here now that I’m at full health. I dare you!’ Aquila said with a smile.
Spaghetti seemed hesitant, like he didn’t know what to do.
I’m sorry Sophia – this time if he tries anything I’m going to kill him.
‘Didn’t think so. I ever see you in a PvP zone again and you’re dead. Understand?’
Spaghetti didn’t even acknowledge him. Instead the snow elf turned and ran off into the night. Aquila lowered his sword. He looted all the items as quick as he could, grabbing them and letting go so that they were sent straight to his inventory. He didn’t inspect the items, he didn’t even properly look at most of them. After all, didn’t want to risk staying in the PvP zone for any longer than he had to. After he had swept up all the loot, he ran back to Novus Town. He didn’t see Spaghetti at all on the way.
***
Aquila sat down on a stool in front of a bar. The bar was shaped like a square, in the middle of a somewhat lively inn, with a thatched roof, and a fire crackling in the hearth off to the side. There were about as many real-life players in the inn as there were NPCs. An NPC orc placed a plate in front of him with large juicy steak, gravy and chips on it. The good thing about ordering food in a game was that there was no wait time. And it tasted just as good as food outside the game, if not better. It was only after Aquila had finished his meal, and felt safe and satisfied, that he decided to open his inventory to see what he had picked up.
* Health potion
* Rusty long sword
* Rusty long sword
* Flimsy bow
* Flimsy bow
* Minor manna potion
* Bread,
* Rusty dagger
* Rusty dagger
* Short sword
* Short sword
* Flimsy bow
* 300 gold
He had almost reached his weight capacity – tomorrow he would need to do a trip to the town square tomorrow to sell as much loot as he could. Either way, he wouldn’t be going back to the PvP zone for a while.