Reytac

The sun was beating down on Reytac and the world around him, filling his nose with the scent of sunbaked soil as he moved through the fields around the wall of the Town of Beginnings. Once upon a time the thought of having a vr game be so realistic that he could feel the heat of the sun had excited Reytac, the advancements in gaming technology luring him in like a moth to a flame. But that was before it became a new life to him, one where he didn't have sun screen or ac. Where he couldn't log out. He wiped the sleeve of one arm against his face, catching the salty droplets of swea

Getting out into the fields where some of the materials might be found didn't take Reytac long - getting past the gate guards was a simple matter, checking his player tag to make sure he wasn't wanted for anything, and then he was out, into the wilderness near town. But this was where he got concerned. While he had joined the game to get used to it before his wife joined, he hadn't actually finished getting everything ready before things turned sour. And he had no gear on him, at all - just the starter clothes that everyone had. Which meant that fighting anything right now would be an absolute

Getting to Zackariah's shop was more of an ordeal than Reytac had expected. The shop he had passed earlier was not the one he wanted - it had belonged to one of the man's former apprentices, who only half-remembered where his teacher was working now. But Reytac had eventually managed to find it, after two false starts, and he felt a slight headache behind his eyes that faded as a faintly sweet scent hit his nose. The store was filled with shelves with brightly colored jars, holding unguents and pastes all over. He paused, fascinated, looking over them as he stared around. The place was a bit j

Reytac ran his fingers through his hair, pushing some of the sweat-damp locks away from his face as he looked around. It was a bit surprising to him, even now, how many people were walking around the Town of Beginning. It seemed a lot of people still used it as a place to come back to, not to mention all the people who were like he had been until recently - lost, directionless. His jaw tightened as he shook his head, teeth grinding against each other for a moment. It would be all too easy to slip back into that hopelessness - to let that dark pit of despair wrap around him and pul

Username: Reytac IRL Name: Reynold Veltac Age: 35 Sex: Male Ethnicity: Caucasian History: Reynold is a devoted family man. He put in long hours at work, organizing, planning, managing, but always, always, counting the minutes until he got to return home to his wife. Day in, and day out, he dealt with headaches, handled irate customers and aggravated workers, buoyed along by the arms he would sink into every night. For him, no matter how stressful things got at work, he always had a safe refuge at home, one he worked hard to maintain. The long hours were