That golden light pulled him through a tunnel, a fient wooshing sound sliding past his ears as the smell of dewey grass filled his olfactory senses. Now, as the warmth of that golden light left him, Xreser could swear he felt a longing for it as a homeless man would his bottle. The grassy Earth filled his vision...his companions voice lingering slightly above his head, "Still new to the Gating..." There was a kindness to his voice, and if Xreser would have looked up, he would have seen a grin that graced the mans golden features. "After awhile, the feeling of Rebirth slips away, no matter how much one wants it not too...Now...stand up, I'm going to explain the basics to you.."
Xreser followed his comrad's order, and stood on shakey legs, his stone hued eyes lifting up from the Earth. Surprisingly, his weapon was still in his hand, the blade gleaming brightly in the digital sunlight. Tapping the end cap of his spear into the ground, Atlas leaned against the shaft of the weapon, his calm, soothing voice carrying across the landscape, "Ok..if you now realize, you have knowledge of how to use that sword better then you could hope for in real life, as well as maybe one or two other skills which only you will know." Xreser nodded, understanding what his friend was speaking off. Grasping the hilt of his weapon tighter, he toned out the remainder of Atlas's speech, eager to just move onto the fighting.
Whistling through his teeth, Atlas knuckles the back of Xreser's neck, his voice sounding slightly irked, "Fine, lets go then newbie.." And so they did.
The field was relativly empty, the occasional grunt of an unseen monster greating their ears. Even the AI of this game seemed to be wary of the golden LongArm...though more then once a goblin would find himself sliced in half by a cresent bladed spear when they found Xreser wandering off. It wasn't until they came into the sight of a one story building made of crumbled stone that Atlas stopped and motioned for Xreser to step in. "I'll follow behind you...but I'm not helping you until you absolutely need it" Xreser turned around quickly to face his comrad in arms, but only heard the fient rustling of cloth that signified the disappearance of Atlas. Sighing, the newbie BladeMaster stepped part two brightly lit tourches and into the dank building.
The dungeon was dripping with years of moldy precipitation, cobwebs glistening like crystal in every corner. The entrance chamber was completely bare, save for the moldy rug folded out in front of him. Shaking his head to move strands of ebony hair from his cold eyes, he entered the northern most chamber.
Again, it was as drab as the first, though at least this had light, provided by a hovering circle with a multiude of runes surrounding its circumfrence. Xreser thought it wise to just move on to the next northern exit, not noticing that the golden circle had started spinning above the ground, etheral figures of a pair of large pink fish that swam in place in the open air, and a trio of daggar wielding goblins. He didn't notice until an unpassable iron gate fell in front of his exit, causing him to turn around.
A second sooner, and the spiney head of the first fish would have gored the newbie player. Un-noticed that split second before was a fan of green vapor that sliced the fish into nothing but data, allowing Xreser time to turn about to face his attackers.
The broadsword swung down to block a rusted daggar, a second of the almost useless weapon's clanging off his leg armor, allowing the BladeMaster to stab down through the beast's skull, the edge tearing down its spine. Before the tip of the sword reached the ground, the creature disappeared into nothing but data, leaving the hapless player open for a merciless headbut from the second fish, sending his unarmored back into the iron grating of the exit gate. A groan escaped his pale lips, a sound that mingled with the swishing of air as his weapon searched for its pink skinned target, the fish contorting only to only be nicked by an attack that normally would have gored it.
His armored knee sent a goblin to the ground in spasms of pain, his only armored elbow smashing the head of the last of the warty creatures, causing it stumble about as if drunk. Again, the fish struck, slamming the warrior into the same iron grating. His vision now marred by white spots, Xreser slumped to a knee, his blade sliding between the bars of the gate, the only thing keeping it from sliding through being the cross hatch at the end of the sword, though Xreser did not know this. Laying his head back against the cold stone, he held his armored arm up to block another ram, the force of the blow against the armor knocking the creature senseless for a moment. Xreser lunged forward right then, grasping the tail fin of the spinning beast, pulling it to the ground so that his pummeling fists could find their home in the monsters skull. After what seemed like an hour of unarmed beating, the BladeMaster was pulled back by the pair of goblins, rusty daggar sliding through the plates of his the armor covering certain points of his body. He cried out as the rusted weapons sank into his flesh, causing the mishappened creatures to cackle with malice. They didn't see the trail of green cloth that was the end of Atlas' scarf dart behind them to fling the BladeMaster's sword into his hand.
Not knowing where the weapon came from, or how it got there, Xreser sank its tip into the left goblins face, slicing up through its skull a second later. The second beast's torso fell to its knees as its head slid from its neck.
Xreser fell to his knee's, his blade sheathed underneath that ebony cylinder that was strapped to his back, his breath escaping in harsh rasps. A sigh broke through his usual calm facade, only to be replaced once more. "Quite real...", was all he said, the simple words to himself. Standing on again, shakey legs, he moved slowly into the next room, un-aware of what lurked inside the dank corridors of the seemly harmless begginer level.
Xreser followed his comrad's order, and stood on shakey legs, his stone hued eyes lifting up from the Earth. Surprisingly, his weapon was still in his hand, the blade gleaming brightly in the digital sunlight. Tapping the end cap of his spear into the ground, Atlas leaned against the shaft of the weapon, his calm, soothing voice carrying across the landscape, "Ok..if you now realize, you have knowledge of how to use that sword better then you could hope for in real life, as well as maybe one or two other skills which only you will know." Xreser nodded, understanding what his friend was speaking off. Grasping the hilt of his weapon tighter, he toned out the remainder of Atlas's speech, eager to just move onto the fighting.
Whistling through his teeth, Atlas knuckles the back of Xreser's neck, his voice sounding slightly irked, "Fine, lets go then newbie.." And so they did.
The field was relativly empty, the occasional grunt of an unseen monster greating their ears. Even the AI of this game seemed to be wary of the golden LongArm...though more then once a goblin would find himself sliced in half by a cresent bladed spear when they found Xreser wandering off. It wasn't until they came into the sight of a one story building made of crumbled stone that Atlas stopped and motioned for Xreser to step in. "I'll follow behind you...but I'm not helping you until you absolutely need it" Xreser turned around quickly to face his comrad in arms, but only heard the fient rustling of cloth that signified the disappearance of Atlas. Sighing, the newbie BladeMaster stepped part two brightly lit tourches and into the dank building.
The dungeon was dripping with years of moldy precipitation, cobwebs glistening like crystal in every corner. The entrance chamber was completely bare, save for the moldy rug folded out in front of him. Shaking his head to move strands of ebony hair from his cold eyes, he entered the northern most chamber.
Again, it was as drab as the first, though at least this had light, provided by a hovering circle with a multiude of runes surrounding its circumfrence. Xreser thought it wise to just move on to the next northern exit, not noticing that the golden circle had started spinning above the ground, etheral figures of a pair of large pink fish that swam in place in the open air, and a trio of daggar wielding goblins. He didn't notice until an unpassable iron gate fell in front of his exit, causing him to turn around.
A second sooner, and the spiney head of the first fish would have gored the newbie player. Un-noticed that split second before was a fan of green vapor that sliced the fish into nothing but data, allowing Xreser time to turn about to face his attackers.
The broadsword swung down to block a rusted daggar, a second of the almost useless weapon's clanging off his leg armor, allowing the BladeMaster to stab down through the beast's skull, the edge tearing down its spine. Before the tip of the sword reached the ground, the creature disappeared into nothing but data, leaving the hapless player open for a merciless headbut from the second fish, sending his unarmored back into the iron grating of the exit gate. A groan escaped his pale lips, a sound that mingled with the swishing of air as his weapon searched for its pink skinned target, the fish contorting only to only be nicked by an attack that normally would have gored it.
His armored knee sent a goblin to the ground in spasms of pain, his only armored elbow smashing the head of the last of the warty creatures, causing it stumble about as if drunk. Again, the fish struck, slamming the warrior into the same iron grating. His vision now marred by white spots, Xreser slumped to a knee, his blade sliding between the bars of the gate, the only thing keeping it from sliding through being the cross hatch at the end of the sword, though Xreser did not know this. Laying his head back against the cold stone, he held his armored arm up to block another ram, the force of the blow against the armor knocking the creature senseless for a moment. Xreser lunged forward right then, grasping the tail fin of the spinning beast, pulling it to the ground so that his pummeling fists could find their home in the monsters skull. After what seemed like an hour of unarmed beating, the BladeMaster was pulled back by the pair of goblins, rusty daggar sliding through the plates of his the armor covering certain points of his body. He cried out as the rusted weapons sank into his flesh, causing the mishappened creatures to cackle with malice. They didn't see the trail of green cloth that was the end of Atlas' scarf dart behind them to fling the BladeMaster's sword into his hand.
Not knowing where the weapon came from, or how it got there, Xreser sank its tip into the left goblins face, slicing up through its skull a second later. The second beast's torso fell to its knees as its head slid from its neck.
Xreser fell to his knee's, his blade sheathed underneath that ebony cylinder that was strapped to his back, his breath escaping in harsh rasps. A sigh broke through his usual calm facade, only to be replaced once more. "Quite real...", was all he said, the simple words to himself. Standing on again, shakey legs, he moved slowly into the next room, un-aware of what lurked inside the dank corridors of the seemly harmless begginer level.