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[Group][Orcarella]: I like Jean best anyway
[Group][Solace]: Me too. He’d be a great friend to have.
[Group][Solace]: I’d rather hang out with him.
[Group][Orcarella]: wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
[Group][Solace]: wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww to you too
[Group][Orcarella]: lol no
[Group][Orcarella]: nearly missed my airship
Drew cantered back and forth impatiently over the deck of the ship as it glided towards the transition that would trigger the loading screen. And then went and stuffed his horse into the prow like Kate Winslet inTitanic.
It was a deep black night for theHeroes of Legend, the skyboxlavishly dusted with stars.
Then the familiar loading screen popped up: it showed a scantily clad human with a staff, a dwarf with a huge hammer and even huger beard, a kobold with tiny goggles, and a severe-looking orc warrior. Drew felt a strange rush of nostalgia for his first experiences of the game when he’d looked at those figures and thought,Wow, I want to play one of those, instead ofWow, I wish this zone would hurry up and load, and yes I know a Tempest employee will never ask for my password.
He got off the skyship at Vala’Threk and paused on the dock to give actual serious consideration to which flying mount he’d show up on.
Part of him was embarrassed to even be thinking about it.
Still, in the end, he settled on El’ir Reborn14, the black and purple phoenix that you got for doing the top-tier raiding achievements at the end of Rise of the Underworld. A random level five orcish elementalist cheered him as his mount unfurled its shadowy wings.
He soared into the air and flew south for Alarion.
He passed over a range of black, pointy mountains and the landscape changed abruptly from bare tundra to red-brown forests as he crossed over into the new zone.
You have discovered Invader’s Pass.
He pulled up the area map to look for Solace, who was a little purple dot a short way out to sea. Wheeling his mount round, he headed diagonally across the zone. Beneath him, the ghosts of ancient armies battled in the ruins of a once great city, while a fifty-third level kobold scampered in circles, picking flowers for potion crafting.
He found Solace sitting alone on a piece of broken templejutting up from the sea. He landed his phoenix, which engulfed the whole thing, including Solace, in a whirl of shadows and feathers.
[Group][Solace]: Is that El’ir Reborn or are you just pleased to see me?
[Group][Orcarella]: lol
He dismounted and stood precariously on the edge of the ruin. Solace was wearing an off-the-shoulder white dress that Drew was pretty sure came from the Valentine’s event, and a battered brown hat. She was fishing with a huge, jewel-plated fishing rod.
Drew/pointedin its general direction.
[Group][Orcarella]: nice rod
[Group][Solace]: It’s what you do with it that counts
[Group][Orcarella]: lol
Drew/satnext to Solace, and, for some reason, found himself spinning the camera round so he could see what they looked like.
Which turned out to be kind of ridiculous.
Solace was curled demurely on the floor with her knees together, and Ella was hulked next to her in full Tier 14 raiding kit. The skull helmet was especially atmospheric. He opened his inventory and cleared his headslot. It didn’t really help matters. She was now sitting there with tusks and a gigantic mohawk. He was beginning to feel like the gawky one in a chick flick.
And he’d run out of rod jokes.
And he needed something to say.
