"Yo, Skelly."
"Hey man. You got my message?"
"Yeah, we can worry about NPCs later, I want to finish the tomb quest first," Dave said.
"Sounds good."
"I invited some friends along for the raid,"
There was a moment of silence, then Perfect said "I'll tell Flanker and Fortress to keep quiet about your identity."
"They all know who I am, but thanks," Dave said.
"I'm logging in man, see ya soon," Perfect hung up.
Ralph was online so Dave opened a chat with him.
"Hey Blaster," Dave snickered.
"Pfft. The mighty Death Stroke himself."
Dave shook his head, grinning, "I'm sending you the gate coordinates."
"Okay bro," Ralph replied.
Dave typed the codes for the Urburg gate and sent them to Ralph.
Ralph sent back a party invite and messaged, "Be there in a few minutes, I'm going to restock on potions and consumables."
***
Player 'Blaster' has invited you to a Party
Do you wish to accept
Y/N
***
Dave pressed yes.
***
Player 'Blaster' has designated you as:
Party leader.
***
Dave looked at his friend list and invited TNT.
"Hey, wow! A level 400 Swordsman," Flanker said through the party com.
"Interesting name," Ralph grinned.
"Interesting, yes. It has deep meaning to him," Fortress said sarcastically.
The gate lit up Flanker and Fortress stepped through, then a black armored player appeared behind them with a Player's tag showing the name 'Blaster.'
"Let's wait for the girls," Dave said.
"There are going to be girls coming with us? Nice!" Flanker immediately reverted to his hyperactive geeky persona, slicking back his hair and checking his appearance.
Dave shook his head. Flanker was a weird person. A pervert priest, it was unusual…at least in VR.
"The girls logged in, I'm sending them the gate code. When they join us here we can head out for the tomb," Dave said.
The gate lit up again, Mercy and Lone showed up along with a woman in a purple dress and a harp strapped to her back.
Ralph nudged Dave, "There's Vanessa, she looks just as good in VR."
Dave saw the name Demeri displayed above the bard, which was what he remembered Vanessa saying her avatar was named.
"I got this, guys," Flanker declared. Plastering a big smile on his face he walked over to the girls, like a predator homing in on helpless prey.
"Hey hey ladies, how yu dooin'?" he asked moving in too close and putting out a hand palm up.
Lone looked at him and then down at his hand, "Did you want something, are you okay? You look constipated."
"His name, just creepy," Demeri whispered, sidling away from him and edging behind the other girls.
Flanker turned to the remaining damsel in the hopes of not being shot down before take-off yet again. Instead he found only the pitiless gaze of Mercy, twirling a dagger in one hand. Even Flanker sensed it would be wiser not to try, or even say, anything to her. His aspirations dashed, he retreated, as though nothing untoward had happened.
Ralph was barely holding back his laughter. Dave just shook his head sadly, at least he knew he had no game, Flanker really seemed to think he was a mack daddy.
"Okay, then let's get going guys."
"Can Spike carry all of us?" Fortress asked.
"No, he can't carry eight and we would look awkward as hell even if he could. We'll have to walk." Dave shook his head.
"Aw, that was my last chance to not be the ass-man," Flanker whined.
The females edged even farther away from Flanker. It was like he never even considered filtering his mouth.
"Who's Spike?" Lone asked Dave.
"A wild stag I tamed temporarily."
"Really? Where is he," Lone looked around curiously, searching.
"I think he went to get something to eat, I'll call him." Dave whistled piercingly twice.
A few moments later Spike emerged from the trees surrounding the crumbling city walls, the sword-sharp prongs of his antlers stained with blood.
Chapter end
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