One of the main reasons why Vina had returned to the world of Terrasphere was because she had known other people would. That didn't mean she was there to have fun with them. Well... that wasn't the only reason, at the very least. She had known that people would return to Terrasphere or even join it for the first time once the servers were once again accessible, and while it was a wondrous world where one could collect many enjoyable and exciting experiences it also carried the threat of one's demise. A game which was so realistic that it could kill you: a dream and a nightmare rolled into one.
She wanted to prevent those deaths, at least some of them. She was only a single person, she couldn't hope to keep everyone safe even if she worked herself into the ground. But maybe her supportive abilities could at least reduce the number of fatalities. Even a single life saved would already make it worth it. Others might argue that if someone chose to play this game it was their responsibility if they died from it, but Vina didn't care for such arguments which eventually boiled down to letting other people suffer.
The news that bandits were targeting new players was therefore something which disturbed her greatly and made her abandon all other plans she might have had. The moment she learned of this development she immediately headed towards Eastern Brisshal, towards Honeyhome. That was the place where all new players spawned into the game, and it was where these bandits were apparently hunting their prey. Why did they decide to hunt new players? They might be easy prey, but it wasn't like they had many valuables on them. Maybe the bandits had a grudge against Travelers?
Vina didn't know, but she hoped to find out. The silver-haired vixen arrived in Honeyhome, her obscenely long hair trailing behind her as the winds blew the strands in every direction. While summertime ensured a pleasant temperature the winds had decided to be tumultuous today. She hummed idly as she made her way to the town square, taking in the nostalgic sights of the village she, like all other players, had once beheld for the first time. The village which arguably served as the first step into the world of Terrasphere, and was as homely and welcoming as you could imagine.
@Ilya
She wanted to prevent those deaths, at least some of them. She was only a single person, she couldn't hope to keep everyone safe even if she worked herself into the ground. But maybe her supportive abilities could at least reduce the number of fatalities. Even a single life saved would already make it worth it. Others might argue that if someone chose to play this game it was their responsibility if they died from it, but Vina didn't care for such arguments which eventually boiled down to letting other people suffer.
The news that bandits were targeting new players was therefore something which disturbed her greatly and made her abandon all other plans she might have had. The moment she learned of this development she immediately headed towards Eastern Brisshal, towards Honeyhome. That was the place where all new players spawned into the game, and it was where these bandits were apparently hunting their prey. Why did they decide to hunt new players? They might be easy prey, but it wasn't like they had many valuables on them. Maybe the bandits had a grudge against Travelers?
Vina didn't know, but she hoped to find out. The silver-haired vixen arrived in Honeyhome, her obscenely long hair trailing behind her as the winds blew the strands in every direction. While summertime ensured a pleasant temperature the winds had decided to be tumultuous today. She hummed idly as she made her way to the town square, taking in the nostalgic sights of the village she, like all other players, had once beheld for the first time. The village which arguably served as the first step into the world of Terrasphere, and was as homely and welcoming as you could imagine.
@Ilya