Vandrin

With his hands shoved into his pockets, Vandrin walked alone through the streets of the first floor settlement. His eyes wandered, spotting out the different players from the crowds of NPCs walking the streets for the usual, daily tasks. He observed the armor and weapons the players bore, both those of higher leveled players, and even some armor that newbies like him could acquire for a smaller price. Taking a hand from his pocket, he scratched at the back of his neck as he released a low sigh through his nostrils. Right now, as it currently stood, Vandrin would not stand a chance out in the wilds. While he may have had a newer weapon that he had received from a random loot drop that he stumbled upon, he still wore the armor of a newbie; the single, iron breastplate over a long sleeved, black shirt. He stuck out like a sore thumb in crowds, easily being identified as a low leveled player. He knew his only chance of survival would be to get some new armor. 

New armor, however, meant having the col to pay for it. He did hear once, that some merchants took crafting materials as payment for items. He already knew how to search for materials after completing the first of the newbie quests, so he already had a one up there. That, and he would be able to avoid combat for the time being. "Maybe if I head back out into that clearing, I can find some more materials." he said to himself, before making his way towards one of the gates heading out of The Town of Beginnings. 

Knowing the path, and how to avoid the lurking, red eyes of wolves and boars, Vandrin found himself passing the tree line into the forests that surrounded the town. "Alright, now to just look for some materials.." he said to himself as he began to search. Walking up to a small gathering of herbs that grew next to a large boulder, Vandrin lowered himself to a knee and moved his hands through the grass. 

ID 128345 | LD 3 
_________________
0 T1 Materials

Level 3
SP 8
Skills:
2H Assault Spear (Rk.1)
Equipment:
Little Slugger (2HAS) | Rare | 2 Dmg 
Starter Armor | Vanity 
Battle Ready:
3x Healing Potions (50 HP)
5x Healing Potions (40 HP)
1x DMG Potion (+1 DMG)
1x OverHealth Potion (+50 Temp HP)

After raising his spear into the air to assemble any other lone, low leveled players, Vandrin look around to see if any had actually responded to his call. At first, not many had seemed to pay no mind, being many were already in the process of cutting down the horde of zombies that seemed to be never ending. With a quick flare of his spear, Vandrin held the weapon behind his back and summoned the two Food items he had purchased from the concession moments earlier. While he may not have had many skills or stats on his side, these food items did wonders to give him a fighting chance against the waves upon waves of undead. Using the long pole of his spear, Vandrin pushed any approaching zombies off of him, trying to avoid doing any damage as a means to hold off until more help arrived. 

The man took a few steps back from an approaching zombie, doing a quick rotation of the pole arm in front of him. "Come on.. I'll take you all on if I have to." Vandrin's confidence in this situation was a bit more stubborn than smart..

- Obnoxious Corn Dog (+30 Mit)
- Funnel Cake (+3 Dmg)

Vandrin | 60/60 HP | 6/6 EN | 9 DMG | 30 MIT

@Minako
Vandrin's Bingo Book

After sitting alone for a few moments, another player quickly took the seat next to him. Curious eyes turned to see a brunette in a school uniform, probably only a year or two younger than him. He was hardly expecting someone random to come up and say hello to him, let alone what happened next. The corny, yet seasonally appropriate, pick up line she dropped was enough to spawn a rumbling groan from his throat. "Well, if I had to relate that pick up line with candy corn, I'd say they both belong in the trash.  he said with a laugh, teasing the girl who had tried to hit on him. "But I'll give it to you, that made me laugh." He brought his right hand across his body and held it out towards the woman, "I'm Vandrin, pleased to meet you." As their short introduction continued, another woman sat behind Minako, who was loudly greeted by another younger boy. He apologized for interrupting their conversation, to which Vandrin shook his head. "It's alright." After introducing himself, and the girl known as Jevi introduced Minako, Vandrin introduced himself. "I'm Vandrin." 

Not long after, the show began, and [censored] immediately hit the fan. Zombies poured into the circus tent, making this much less of a relaxing event, and more of a combat based one. "Shitshitshit.." he cursed to himself as groups of people began to either rush towards the exit, or rush into battle. Vandrin looked around, trying to find a way out. Most were occupied by hordes of undead trying to cram their way in. The man bit his lip, before clenching his fist.. it was time to take a stand. Pulling out his two handed spear, Vandrin held it in the air. "Any Tier Ones and low levels! Form up on me! We can fight these things together!" he shouted in a booming voice. 

Purchasing:

Obnoxious Corndog (1000 Col)
Funnel Cake (700 Col) 

@Minako
 

"Come one come all.." Vandrin repeated as he read along a new poster on the message board that stuck out from the rest of the usual plain job requests. It seemed like there was some sort of social event going on today, a circus to be exact. Vandrin had never been the biggest fan of the circus, even though he had never been to one before in the real world. Clowns creeped him out though.. he knew that as much. Despite, maybe he would enjoy it, or at least make some new friends in the process. He may have had col, materials, and items to make his inventory look a bit fuller... yet his friends list was still empty and barren. 

Some of the players, after finishing reading over the flyer, made their decisions to leave it be, or check it out. The majority chose the latter, and Vandrin decided to blend into the groups and follow along so he would not have to find the location for himself. However, finding the location of Jack's Circus could not have been difficult at all. As he neared closer, the familiar sounds of the calliope filled the air, going up and down the scales in the typical circus suite. Just that song in itself was a bit unsettling to the man. 

Finally, Vandrin arrived at a long line that stretched to an opening in a large yellow, red, and white circus tent. Just off to the side, popped up -seemingly out of nowhere- dressed in a coat with long tails and a top hat. He introduced himself as Jack, the ringmaster, and welcomed everyone to his circus. Vandrin was a little taken aback by the price of entry.. but after checking through his inventory, he saw that he had enough to cover the entry fee. As he neared closer and closer, he saw a few discouraged players walking back the other way after realizing they did not have the price for entry, while others stepped off to the side as if waiting for another friend of theirs to come to their rescue. As Vandrin arrived at the front of the line, he was met with a simple message, rather than a ticket collector, requesting the payment of 500 col. Quickly tapping the button that agreed to the transaction to keep the line moving, Vandrin stepped inside the tent. 

The inside of the tent was a bit darker than outside, very little light pouring in through any openings in the top or front of the tent. A few lamp posts scattered the crowds, lighting up a bit of the seats in the audience to allow players to find an empty seat to sit. Vandrin took a quick look around for anyone he recognized, of course he didn't find anyone, he didn't know anyone here yet. With a small sigh, Vandrin found a group of empty seats and sat down, awaiting for other players to file in, and for this show to start. 

- 500 Col

Vandrin eyed the box for a moment, before raising his gaze back to the alchemist with a nod, "Alright, I'll bring this to him. Thank you for your help." Taking a step back from the desk, the player offered a friendly bow with his head and shoulders before turning to walk out the apothecary once again. With the artificial sun still sitting high in the sky above the Town of Beginnings, Vandrin took the trip across the district to the Lyle's shop.. a much longer trip than anticipated. What felt like maybe twenty to thirty minutes of walking, Vandrin finally stumbled upon the smith's shop, denoted by an anvil sitting on a stump that served as the shop's sign. The interior of the smith greatly differed from Zackariah's shop. The forge caused the temperature to spike, causing a sweat to immediately break out upon his forehead once he passed through the threshold of the doorway. The sound of Lyle hammering away at an unfinished sword bounced off the walls of the smaller room, the banging halting once he noticed Vandrin's approach. 

"Aye, can I help you?" the bald, bearded man spoke up with a thick accent. "I have something for you from Zackariah." Vandrin replied, holding the wooden box forward. "Ah, perfect, I've been waiting for this." The smith took the box and quickly read over the small note attached, "Thank you. And I believe these belong to you then." Lyle pulled multiple bottles from a shelf at the back of his shop and placed them on a small wooden table that sat between himself and Vandrin. 
 

Thread Complete
<<The First Few Lessons Are Free>> Quest Completed

Rewards: 
-5 Tier One Health Potions of Uncommon Quality (+40HP)
-1 Tier One Damage Potion. (+1 Damage)
-1 Tier One Over-Health Potion (+50 Temp. HP)
-400 Col

+3 Skill Points

"Well now.." Zackariah came into focus behind the glass bottle as Vandrin gently twirled the bright red liquid like a glass of wine. "Its not perfect, but it will definitely do the job. Excellent work." Vandrin's smile slowly grew, proud of his own work. "So this potion should heal me if I take any damage?" Zackariah chuckled and placed two fingers on the neck of the bottle before pulling it from Vandrin's own hand, "Well yes, but this one is not for you. Like I said, I needed assistance in crafting some new potions since I had been running low. I personally do not have any potions to just give out." Vandrin's smile faded quickly, "W-Wait.. but.."  "However" Zackariah interrupted, "I supplied the blacksmith, Lyle Tealeaf, with some potions a little while ago. He should have some to give you. I just need one more favor from you." Reaching under his desk, Zackariah pulls out a small wooden box and passes it across to the player. "Simply deliver this to Lyle, and give him this note. He will give you the potions you need, as well as possibly more work." 

Vandrin nearly forgot that he would be the one making the potion, not Zackariah. The NPC pushed some of his apparatuses forward so the player could easily access them. "How do I...?" Vandrin asked, before the Cardinal system made it fairly simple for him. An empty menu appeared in front of him, as well as his inventory adjacent to it, allowing Vandrin to move items from one to another, specifically those he collected to create such a potion. Placing the five items onto the potion creation menu, Vandrin began the process of crafting his first potion. The system did most of the work for him, and it was mainly up to his own choice of materials and timing. Missing the cue by a mere second, Vandrin poured the bubbling, red contents of the largest glass container into a smaller vial. 

ID 123744 CD 9
Rare Success

As Vandrin finally broke through the tree line, he slowed his pace down to a halt. His body slouched forward as he breathed heavily, placing his hands above his knees. "That was too close.." he said to himself as his breathing slowed back to normal. However, despite nearly having to face a bear on his own in the forest, Vandrin came out victorious. With all five of the materials collected, it was time to return to Zackariah and finish this quest. The man slung his spear back over his shoulders and briskly made his way back to the Town of Beginnings. 

Met with a similar crowd that he encountered earlier that day at the apothecary, Vandrin made his way inside to meet with the old alchemist. "Ah, you've returned! I hope you had no issue in retrieving these items for me." Vandrin broke eye contact and rubbed at the back of his head, "Well..." The NPC simply chuckled, "You're back in one piece, that's all that matters. So, why don't you take out what you've brought me, and we can begin." 

Vandrin pressed his back into the bark of the tree, trying to keep as still as possible. He slowed his breathing to be nearly silent, so he could listen to the whereabouts of the bear as it walked past. Each step, louder than the last, shifting blades of grass with each foot fall. By now, it had to have been directly on the other side of the tree. It stopped for a moment and sniffed at the air, before letting out a low grumble of a growl. Vandrin's fingers tightened around the handle of his spear, ready to fight the bear with his all. However, to his surprise, he heard the yelling of other players more willing to take on the creature rather than him. Soon, the bear was met with three other players who took it on in combat, leaving Vandrin to be able to escape back down the path towards the grove. As the man rushed to create as much distance between himself and the fight as possible, he found another material peeking out from the tall grass. Lowering his body as he ran past, Vandrin snatched the material and continued sprinting. 

ID 123739 LD 19
5/5 Materials

Objective Completed
New Objective: Return to Zackariah

Another into the inventory, Vandrin continued forward yet again. At the rate he was going, he would be finished with this quest in no time at all, save for the few mishaps of his after first arriving. Growing on the same tree he stood before were a few freshly grown mushrooms. Looking at the bunch for the best to pick, Vandrin tapped the air before one of the small fungi before placing it into the inventory. Just one more left to collect. He wondered again why no other players traveled down this path to collect the materials for this mission... and he soon found his answer. From just down the path, he heard the loud steps of some beast walking towards him. Gripping his spear in both hands, he turned towards the approaching creature, a large bear with deep brown fur. Vandrin knew he could not take on such a beast without dying. "[censored].." he cursed to himself, before turning and hiding behind the closest tree to him.

ID 123783 LD 19
4/5 Materials
 

Vandrin grinned as he placed yet another material into his inventory. Seemed his intuition to head deeper into the woods was correct after all. Raising his eyes yet again towards the path he now set himself on, he could see that there was much more to be collected here rather than the grove. Most likely, all of the materials in the area Zackariah had sent him to were recently plucked by other players on the same quest, still waiting to be brought back into this world by respawning. However, it seemed prior players either picked what was there, or found some other spot to search in, for this path he walked had plenty of materials growing for him to pick from. Just a couple more steps from the first herb he had picked, he found a second one needed growing just under a tree. 

ID 123737 LD 16
3/5 Materials

Tapping on the small item with his free hand, Vandrin sent the berry to his inventory. "One down, four to go." he said to himself as he stood up once again. His eyes followed a path that moved farther east, deeper into the forest. It wasn't exactly where Zackariah had set up the quest coordinates.. but he had a good feeling that he could find more if he relocated. Could be dangerous to go alone, he thought to himself before removing his spear from his back and slinging it over his shoulder. As long as he made sure to stay away from any monsters, he should be fine. With slow steps, Vandrin began his trek deeper into the forest, keeping his eyes peeled not only for hidden mobs, but also any materials. Just on the side of the path, pushing through the tall grass, he spotted an herb growing.. just the herb he needed for the health potion. 

ID 123736 LD 15
2/5 Materials

As time went on, the various players of Aincrad seemed to finally drown out the looming sense of dread from being stuck in this virtual world. The frontliners continued to push farther and farther upwards into Aincrad's castle, while those players who, for reasons of their own, stayed away from the boss fights and made their way in life. Vandrin was also a bit grateful that players began to get their own gear and customize themselves a bit more, for it grew a bit tiresome to see every player wearing the simple starter armor, just in different colors. He, of course, was one to talk.. since he still sported the beginner's gear. His weapon, however, his assault spear, was a bit more powerful than a mere newbie's weapon. Thanks to a generous player who was ridding himself of his old gear to another in need, Vandrin was able to score the weapon he called "Little Slugger" for next to nothing. Now it was just a matter of continuing to quest and equip himself with better gear so he could make a name for himself, and live this new life as Vandrin.  

This portion of the Town of Beginnings he walked through was a bit more jam packed than normal. The marketplace, as it became known to many, was a few blocks of pop up shops made from crates and tents where NPCs sold food and other wares. It brought a bit more life to the city, so players were not forced to just continue walking into enclosed businesses all the time. Ahead of him, a vendor selling avatar accessories, such as bows, hats, and other small vanity items, had drawn quite a crowd. As one player would step away from the shop, another would take his place. He watched as one woman reached into a pouch to acquire col to purchase an item, only to be accidentally bumped by a player passing by. The col from her purse had been sent tumbling to the cobblestone ground. However, before the clanging of the small metal pieces could be heard, a hooded player flew through the crowd with an open pouch of their own, catching most of the coins out of mid air. 

Vandrin's eyes went wide, at first thinking the move to be a bit impressive, but also realizing that he just watched a burglary. "Hey, stop!" Vandrin called out to the hooded player who had vanished from sight. "Dammit.. I gotta find them." he said to himself, before charging off in the direction he had seen the player go. On the other side of a fence tall fence that blocked off half of the alleyway, Vandrin saw the player fumble before getting back up to their feet and taking off running. "Hey!" he shouted, before hopping up and climbing the fence himself. 

@Iron_Lion

With one side of the area searched, Vandrin made his way towards the second half of the grove, keeping his eyes peeled on the ground for anything he could use. "Why the hell is this so hard?" he said to himself. Beside a path that lead farther into the forest, Vandrin found a few bushes with various berries growing on them, as well as another tree that matched the two that surrounded the boulder behind him.. and the rest that lay scattered among the forest. His first instinct guided him to check the shrubbery. Lowering himself so his shoulders were a bit more level with the bush, Vandrin gently plucked one of the small red berries from the leafy-green plant. After observing the small morsel for a moment, he smiled, for it was the first material from his list needed. 

ID 123702 LD 12
1/5 Materials

"Sorry.." Vandrin said in a softer voice, as if the animal would be able to understand what he was saying. With slow steps, the man backed away from the tree to allow the owl to sleep once more. Vandrin turned back towards the grove, scratching the top of his head. His free hand rose to open his quest menu, double checking the coordinates Zackariah had given him for this quest, "Am I even in the right spot?" Of course, Vandrin was not mistaken, and this was, indeed, the spot where Zackariah had sent him. Sighing heavily through parted lips, the man closed his menu. With another quick search, from now a different angle, Vandrin's eyes scanned the grove for any obvious signs of materials. Once again, he did not see anything that he could collect for the creation of the health potions. 

ID 123701 LD 7

Looking up towards the tree he stood before, Vandrin began to check the bark for anything growing on it. He slowly circled it, looking up the base of the tree as far as he could. Unluckily for him, this tree was barren. Next, he checked the second tree across the other side of the boulder and began the same method, checking the bark of the tree from the ground up to where branches began to poke out from the trunk. The man sighed when he, once again, found nothing. He did notice while checking, however, that there was an opening in the center of the tree that he thought had something inside. Circling around the tree once more, he lifted himself up to look into the hole in the tree, only to be met with the hooting of an owl it had disturbed from its slumber. 

ID 123596 LD 6

Closing up the list, he decided to dive right in to finding the materials. Deciding his best course of action would be to sweep from one side to the other, searching every possible area, he began his search. On one side of the grove, a larger boulder flanked by two trees, taller grass surrounding the base where the stone pressed into the ground. Dropping to his knees, Vandrin began to move his hands through the grass, looking for anything that could be used to make a potion. The only thing he found was a small beetle, which took off in flight when Vandrin's finger disturbed the blade of grass it rested on. Shifting his position, he began to check around the base of the trees.. still no luck. Letting out a heavy sigh, the man stood up to his full height and rubbed the back of his head. 

ID 123595 LD 4

0/5 Materials Found

Being weary not to stroll too close to any of the wandering monsters on the outside of the town, Vandrin continued towards the coordinates Zackariah had given him. Most of the beasts that he could see consisted of simple boars in the fields, and wolves closer to the forests. All of them seemed to mind their own business unless a player provoked them, which meant staying out of their aggro zones. There were many players out here, however, who did just that; picking fights with the boars in hopes to get some col, materials, or experience from the fight. Most stayed in groups of two of more, however he did spot the brave, or foolish, solo player fending off two boars on his own. Vandrin simply shook his head, and pushed forward. His path eventually brought him to a simple grove where some other players wandered, but no monsters. "Alright, lets  begin." Vandrin said to himself as he pulled up the list of materials Zackariah had supplied him with. Starting off with a simple scan of the area, Vandrin could not see any of the materials needed clearly. "This.. may be a bit harder than I thought.." 

ID 123594 LD 9

0/5 Materials Found

After accepting the quest, the name of his mission appeared before his eyes momentarily. The First Few Lessons Are Free, it read in large, blue and white letters. Looking back to the older gentleman, Vandrin offered a nod in understanding before moving his way through the newly arrived players to emerge back into the streets of the Town of Beginnings. After stepping into the center of the road, the player took to finding the closest of the four exits to the city. Lucky for him, Zackariah's Apothecary was located a few blocks away from the large, eastern gate. The large, bronze doors to the city seemed to always be open, with some of the city's NPC guards standing at the ready on the outside. This was Vandrin's first time stepping out of the safe done, and he could see some other players were a bit hesitant to do just the same. Pulling at the strap that held his spear to his back, Vandrin took another few steps onto the grassy outskirts of the town of beginnings. 

"I'm sure you are very well aware of the monsters that lurk outside of the city's walls... they can truly pose as a danger to you and your companions." Vandrin nodded in understanding, not yet experiencing such beasts, but knowing well aware of their existence. "Aside from your weapons and armor at your disposal, one of the many consumables you could use to increase your chances of survival is this." The man reaches under the table before him and pulls out a small glass vial containing a red liquid. Any common gamer could deduce that the potion Zackariah was speaking about with a potion of healing. Vandrin already had a few potions of healing in his inventory, but he could always use a few more. "So, what do I have to do to get that potion from you?" Zackariah returned the potion to under the desk, "Well, you see, I do not have that many potions left.. or else I would hand them out to all of the brave warriors of Aincrad. No, instead, I am going to teach you to make one." Vandrin nodded in understanding, "Fair enough. So what do I need to do?" As Vandrin asked what the details of his quest were, a small box appeared in front of his person. "Go into the wild and find these materials for me, you should not have to fight any monsters to obtain them, but nonetheless, be cautious. Once you get them, bring them back here, and I will walk you through the process." The bottom of the message from Zackariah were the buttons to either accept or deny this task. Tapping on the circle symbol, Vandrin accepted the quest from Zackariah. 

The apothecary was not hard to miss, not because of the sign or any indication, but because of the amount of players gathered in front of and exiting the building. "Guess this is the place." Vandrin said to himself before making his way through the crowd to the front door. Standing in the doorway, Vandrin watched the end of a conversation between a small group of players and the older man behind the counter. Zackariah, whom he presumed was the NPC, was an older gentleman with long gray hair and a matching beard. He wore a deep blue tunic and brown slacks. Behind him were various glass containers holding liquids of various colors. The smell was definitely not as inviting as the interior of the tavern, yet not enough to offend or draw him another. Once the group of players accepted their quest and moved past Vandrin, Zackariah's kind eyes met with Vandrin's "Ah, another new addition to Aincrad's finest. Come in, come in." With a slight bow of his head in thanks, Vandrin stepped forward to the dull, wooden table that separated himself from the NPC and his potions. "So, I take it you are also feeling lost in this world." Vandrin nodded his head, a bit defeated, "Yes, yes I am." Zackariah smiled, "Well, then you've come the right place." 

"Hm..." The barmaid thought for a moment, placing a hand on her chin, "I heard that Zackariah at the Apothecary was looking for some help, maybe you could start there." Vandrin sat up a bit more straight, now feeling a bit more awake as the caffeine entered his bloodstream.. if this virtual body had a bloodstream.."Apothecary huh? And where could I find this Zackariah?" he asked, taking another sip of his coffee. "You can find him just up the road, a few doors past the blacksmith. Just look for the sign out front." That was definitely the information he was looking for. Tilting his mug so the rest of the warm, creamy liquid poured down his throat, the man stood up. "Thank you very much, that's all I needed." he said with a bit more of a sincere smile, paying the necessary col for his drink. 

Exiting the inn, Vandrin made his way up the street, following the directions the barmaid had given him. Despite all of the NPCs going about their daily routines, there was a looming sense of dread coming from all of the players. For every few townsfolk, a player would walk by, looking either tired, angry, defeated, or a combination of all three. It was rare to see a player with a look of determination of their face, but they popped up from time to time. Vandrin, even though he may not have been as confident as some of those players, he the feeling of dread slowly lifted from his conscience. Maybe.. this was the new start that he needed, the true new start.  

"Good morning, could I get you anything?" a voice sounded out in front of him. Opening his eyes and looking upwards, he could see the barmaid had moved in front of Vandrin. She wore a short sleeved, white buttoned blouse with a forest green skirt that traveled down past her knees, and a brown apron with small, various stains scattered across it. Her hair, brown and wavy, pulled into a tight ponytail, save for a few straggling hairs and her bangs that fell across her forehead, and, of course, a big welcoming smile.. as if nothing had gone wrong and all of these players were not scared for their lives. "Uh.." Vandrin thought for a moment, running a hand down half his face, "Just a coffee would be fine." With a friendly nod, the woman turned her back to Vandrin and began to pour the dark brown contents into a simple white, ceramic mug. "Thank you." Vandrin said with a tired, forced smile, wrapping a hand through the looped handle. After raising the drink to his lips and letting the warm liquid breathe life into him, he turned back towards the barmaid. "Do you know of any quests in town? Specifically one for beginners?" 

Making his way out of the inn bedroom and downstairs into the main tavern that served as the foundation of the building, Vandrin could see that, despite only containing a handful of players, the NPCs that were programmed to work there were busting and busy. The smell of freshly cooked foods filled the interior, though he could not pinpoint the location of any food actually being cooked. The patrons in the inn consisted of two players, sitting on their own, one face down in their arms while another, restless player seemingly consoled them.. most likely distraught over their fate. The other three, on the other hand, were a bit more proactive and speaking with a barmaid who stood behind the counter. After a brief conversation, the three players hurried out of the tavern together. "Wonder what that was about?" Vandrin said to himself before continuing down the stairs and taking a seat at the bar. As he sat, staring down at the worn wood of the bar's counter, he could heard the soft, muffled sobs of the female player who sat with her head in her arms. The other player, a young boy who must have been in his early teens, continued to encourage her that everything would be okay.. that they would make it out of this.. etcetera, etcetera. With a small frown on his face, Vandrin let out a heavy sigh, the lids of his eyes closing as he did so. 

Vandrin brought his legs off of the bed and placed his feet on the floor, rubbing his face one more time before standing up to his full height. The inn was mostly quiet, though keen ears could hear he NPCs on the first floor readying plates of food and welcoming newly arrived players. Taking slow steps, the larger man walked towards the single window in the bedroom to open the shutters, giving him a better look at the sun rising over the first floor settlement. Most of the bodies that took up the streets were NPCs, cleaning storefronts, or running daily errands. The few players he saw looked lost, or unsure of how to go forth. Could he blame them? They didn't have to deal with monsters, sword fighting, and leveling up in the real world. However, they were still up and trying to figure out how to move forward with the game, so they were already one step ahead of Vandrin. Returning to the other side of the room, Vandrin stepped before a light fixture and, tapping the space right before it, was able to activate it and illuminate the entire room. Then, with another swipe in the air in front of his own torso, he summed his equipment menus. The man could not help but smirk at the action, for the ease of access was a pretty neat feature to actually live rather than experience behind a keyboard or controller. Moments later, Vandrin donned his simple beginners armor, which consisted merely of simple, metal, chest plate, and a long spear that rested on his back.