The warrior lent me a room to stay upstairs. He told me it was an abandoned, yet spacious chamber that nobody wanted to lodge in for the night. I was frantic to find some place that I can call my own, so I accepted his offer and ascended the series of steps.
The warriors and the players will form a meeting tomorrow morning when the rooster crows the loudest. They planned on rallying everyone willing to breach Nirvana, the Elven Kingdom, and free the trapped players inside their dungeon.
I was one of those people to join in their cause and help the guild. I wanted to break my best friend free, Ryoshi, caged by the long-eared elves, and exit the game.
However, the event was more than that. The guild members sought revenge against these NPCs who killed the players throughout the game, thinking we had gone rogue and berserk after killing the king.
I brushed off these grim thoughts as I entered inside my humble home for tonight.
