Zell stood in the busy city, various races and characters pacing around; most were NPC; however, some players began to browse the shops, only to be angry that they needed to be level 20+ for any gathering or crafting jobs.
"Zell! Where are you? I miss you~ Anya will die without your deep love inside her!" Anya sent a slightly normal message from her through the rings; thankfully, there was no image function, as she liked to send lewd photos often, which distracted him.
"Ah, I am a little busy; I learned a sub-profession and will be heading home for a little while soon; keep levelling, don't be obscene, or I won't touch you for a week!"
He closed the conversation with her, ignoring the constant bleeps from her on the games message system, too; those were pictures of her special mountains or forbidden cavern.
