Near the banking spot of Burthorpe, all manner of adventurers and and other folk were milling around. Some were starting fires, others were using those fires to cook with. Some were training fletching, crafting, herblore, magic...Others were handing in various daily objectives they'd gone out to complete. The gnomes within the banking booths were stretched to breaking point with the constant demands to open people's banks and hand over items they'd stored with them. It was a place rife with noisy life, and this was the scene she first phased into.
Taleisin had been travelling Gielinor for the majority of eight years, only to simply phase out of existence for the last two years of the land's development. Though people tried to find her, she simply ceased to exist for a time. But now she had been reactivated - though for what reason, she did not know. The wind blew gently through her red and black locks, tugging at the pale robe she had been wearing when she disappeared.
Now that she thought about it, she tried to recall the last thing she did. She vaguely remembered the desert, and requiring her enchanted water tiara...She raised a hand and drew down with her finger, opening her inventory. It was mostly filled with luminous memories and wisps. She frowned for a moment before flicking her finger to the left, opening her stats menu instead. There was a flickering skill at the bottom, and she pressed it.
"Congratulations! You have reached level ninety-two!" The message read. Taleisin let out a quiet sigh. That explained what she had been doing before she phased. She had been training Divination. But now she had two years to catch up on, yet she did not know what her next step was. It was time to retrieve her things from her bank and leave Burthorpe.
Everyone has the potential to be an asshat in a flower crown.
13-Apr-2016 15:03:46
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