The arrival of fifty new players today stirred up excitement again at Crimson Castle, and the local residents were no longer surprised by these peculiar "Highlanders"; the novelty had worn off, and sometimes even a hint of annoyance would show because these "newcomers," just like the warriors before them, would constantly pester them with questions about whether they needed help with anything.
One or two wouldn't be too bad, but when fifty people ask the same question, even the most patient residents of Crimson Castle would start to get irritated.
Especially for those who had experienced the Cardman City disaster, it would trigger memories of some "dreadful" times past, like being chased around by several people asking them if they needed help finding lost items/lost cats and dogs/lost wives/lost daughters and so on, rather strange inquiries.
And you couldn't even get mad.
