Vanta

The alley she had chosen had been a poor choice, it was long and eerie, perfect for NPCs to pop up and ask her for help. If she just made it a little further, she could take to the rooftops. She heard a rustle, before a man emerged cutting off her path. She cursed under her breath. "You there! Stop, please!" He was so bubbly, a trait she could hardly stand in NPCs. She glared at the hologram, noting his fine apparel, he continued. "Pardon me, but I am in need of some assistance, and you appear quite capable." She shifted, putting her back to the wall, her eyes landing on his. He heaves a

Continuing through the forest. The farther they went, the thicker the wood grew. The mountains drew nearer, she knew this part of the forest well. She had learned to stay clear of it. Knowing beasts lay in wait if they drew too close. With each step her curiosity grew. The deeper he decided to tread the more intrigued she became. She kept forward eager to understand the test she had been bestowed. She'd recognized it father back, the sensation made her tingle, at least thats what she had imagined. The avatar could only imitate so much. Vanta took it all in. The feel of the air, the way th

The wind blew offering a rustle amongst the trees. It either aided her or gave her away. She stopped and looked back at the wanderer. Her eyes followed his every move, each step, each seemimg breath taken as he strolled. It was as she expected, he was more powerful than most on the floor. The wave of his hand hadn't gotten away from her. She recognized it as an initiation of sorts. Most likely a skill he'd aquired. Eventually she realized it pointless to flee. Better to stay put and stay quiet. So that she did. The longer she watched the more apparent it became to her that he was aware of her,

The forest was a place of wonder, it held life and death, creatures of all shapes and sizes knew it as home. The serene atmosphere drew her near. Careless whispers flew through the wind grazing Vanta. She loved it here, she could think, all was at peace. Thousands of trees to climb, roads and pathways to map, streams of cool water that lay to rest beautiful stones that shimmer under sunlight. This was life. At least the best of it she could live in this world. Senses imitated but not the same. The wind, the sun, the little ladybug that landed on her finger; none of it was real. The food she at

'Deep breaths,' that was how she convinced herself to get through town. Avoid eye contact, keep out of the way, and under no circumstances do anything to draw attention to yourself. Her thoughts rampaged one after another. Vanta was a new player with no advantage aside from irl skill. Not that it would prove useful, but she felt she had to weigh it in as a possible aid just to feel better about the doomnof her situation. She wandered the town of beginnings, mentally mapping the most efficient routes, shops that cost less coin, how many NPCs resided on the floor, and above all, how many players

*•─────⋅☾ ☽⋅─────•* ✦ Profile - Username: Vanta Flare Real name: Kaen Ardyn Age: 23 Gender: F Height: 5'4 ✦ Background: Kaen is the daughter of a samurai master. Kaen suffered at her father's and his students' hands for years as she was made to be the designated sparring partner in her father's dojo. Her father uses the excuse of his wife's death to rationalize Kaens beatings to his students. Blaming her for his wife's death. The darkest secret hidden within Kaens own being….she knows….she knows her father killed her mother. Why does