[PP-F2] Absolut Fun [Domarus, Able, Lessa and Aereth]

[Aereth 1]

Urbus: Aereth swiped his right hand to open the menu to check the time. "21:57, the training is over, now it's time to enjoy myself." He thought, as he wandered through the almost empty streets of Urbus. He had been training alone the whole day in order to get a better feeling for his virtual body. He gathered some materials, pissed some boars and wolves and practiced his parcouring skills. He hadn't been at floor to until some days ago. He liked Urbus since the first time he saw the city. It was built in an medival European style which, remembered him of the real world, since he was coming from Europe. After some walking, Aereth found a rather small tavern with a shield over the door which said: "The Cast Sword Inn". So Aereth decided to enter the tavern and thought. "This is convenient. I am able to get some drinks in here, AND go to sleep afterwards without leaving the building." Aereth smiled. As he got inside the tavern, he took a seat at the bar and the NPC-barkeeper said. "Good evening sir, what may I serve you?" Aereth laughed and aswered him. "For a start, a large glass of beer, please." The bartender nodded, fetched a large glass, filled it with virtual beer and handed it to Aereth. "Thanks, friend." He repilied and took his first sip. "This won't be my last today..." he thought while chuckling.

@Domarus, @Able

Edited October 22, 2016 by Aereth

[Able 0]

The last time he had been on Urbus, he had a loving evening out with the one and only Vivian. Having not seen her since that night was slightly discouraging, but nothing that would bear him down even though he did have a thing for her. Walking from the teleport pad that stood in the plaza of town, he wandered the cobble streets for perhaps half an hour into the night sky. Time wasn't exactly something he kept track of very often anymore, especially since it didn't really matter. The more he would look at the time, the slower it would pass by and that's the last thing he needed right now. He let out a sigh as he stretched his arms up into the sky and then moved them back to his sides, with his hands slid into his pockets aside from his thumb, as it was being kept out of the pocket by placing the web between his fingers to hold his hands at the ready, a trait that he's had since the beginning of the game and was ever so glad for it too, because in this world one could never be too careful.

With the moonlight shining down upon the streets, his shoes glimmered slightly and his skin appeared more pale than it really was. He flicked his head over to the right to keep the bangs out of his face and he heard the tapping of his feet with every step he took. He needed somewhere to relax, and the most common places as far he was concerned and it's where everyone else seemed to go too for some reason were the bars and taverns. Unsure of why, he found one nearby by the name of "The Cast Sword Inn." He gave himself a chuckle because sometimes the names of these places were absurd, but in a comedic manner. Able stepped through the door after opening and shutting it behind him. Some people as always gave him a glance to see who it was and then turned away immediately, some faces didn't turn towards him at all, and others kept looking regardless because they must not have had anything better to do other than to admire his good looks.

He approached the bar counter and gave him a smile, waiting for him to be ready to serve him. Nearby he saw a player who was sipping away at a drink of his own, a beer to be exact, the same drink he was about to buy for himself. As the bartender slid the mug of beer across the counter he took a drink of and set it back down, thus creating a tapping noise when it connected with the wooden counter. "Thanks", he simply stated towards the bartender as he licked his upper lick to make sure there wasn't any foam sitting there, a similar feature he picked up from Vivian, the woman with violet eyes and long beautiful hair. He had slept in the same room as her the other night, but that didn't mean much. There were so many things he was thinking of since he had been with her that night. He had so many questions for her, and she must've had a fair share of his own. 

[Aereth 1]

After Aereth finished his first sip, another player entered the tavern, took a seat at the bar a little bit away from Aereth, and also ordered a large glass of beer. He had red-pinkish hair and was neatly dressed. But something about him seemed off. "He looks a little bit troubled and deep in thoughts... Maybe I should join him, since a little bit of company couldn't harm anybody. And from the looks, he seems to be a nice guy." He thought, while grabbing his glass and making his way over to the player with the striking hair-color. While he was walking over the player he took a closer look at the interior of the bar. It had a very nice style and was lager in the inside than it seemed from the outside. There weren't many players inside, so it also wasn't very loud and Aereth was able to hear the background music very clearly. It had something medival on it, and all in all he quite enjoyed the atmosphere. Then he reached the other player and took a seat to his right. Aereth moved his scarf down a little bit and spoke to the man, who seemed to be a little bit younger than himself. "Hey friend. You ok? Because you seem to be thinking about something troublesome." Then he took another sip of his beer and smiled at the man. "By the way, the name is Aereth and it's nice to meet you."

@Domarus, @Able, @Lessa

Edited October 21, 2016 by Aereth

[Domarus 0]

Domarus had recently finished his daily training and leaned his ax against his shoulder.  Each day he went out and fought against all sorts of monsters for experience.  It was slow progress but level grinding always was, thus the grinding in the statement.  He looked around and noted that there were no nearby players and sheathed his black, glowing ax, and switched his dark armor with the dragon bone armor from the quest.  When he switched out his gear he turned to Keres, dressed in her maid's outfit, who already knew what he was going to ask of her.

"Alright, I'm going to head to the town.  Go hold the ford at the shop until I return."  Keres smiled.  Normally she accompanied him into the town when he checked on the players, but once a week he went in for a drink, which she did not have alcohol.  Domarus went simply for having alcohol and if there were any players he needed information from he could easily steal it from them.  That's something he had perfected in the real world.  He had taken more and more alcohol until his body forged an immunity to the effects.  Or rather strong resistance.  Domarus was certain that if he had enough drinks he'd eventually begin getting the effects, but he felt he might drown before then.  Thus he was able to use alcohol for non violent interrogations.  When the target became drunk he would slowly pretend he too was drunk, and ask specific questions so that he could get answers.  Normally the hangover afterwards would cause people to forget most of the night before, but he never got hangovers now did he?  That was why it was such a perfect method.  However there were times he needed to take more...  Drastic measures.  Keres made her way back and Domarus moved into the city.  He kept up a smile and waved at the players and npcs, greeting them as they greeted him.  By now they were beginning to know him as the knight in shining armor who just wanted to care for them all...  Exactly how he intended.  However a good reputation was nothing so long as he had no followers.  With Mossino having vanished he needed new players to draw in.  He walked into the cast sword in once again and sat at the counter.

"Whiskey please."  He said in a cheerful tone.  He heard a voice and his eyes glanced momentarily to his right, getting an image of the two people before acting like he didn't notice them yet.  One of them he noticed to be Able.  When he glanced them Able had turned to the player's question so he hadn't seen his glance.  This might be an interesting night Domarus thought.

@Able@Lessa@Aereth