thousand gold which should be able to buy a large quantity.
The snow on the ground in
Iceridge has thickened from the snowstorm, so there are a large amount of NPCs
and low-level players patrolling the street with shovels. It is a strange sight
to see as I never took on such a job when I began in Iceridge. Of course, I
couldn’t talk to NPCs without gaining infamy so I didn’t accept much.
I lead the way for the
remaining three members and companion in my party. We all began playing in this
city, so all the sights are somewhat nostalgic.
There are a couple of
locations I want to go to now that I have returned to Iceridge. The first is
the player’s bazaar where I first met Mouse. I notice Sir Laurence walking
beside Verde and glaring at any players who look at her.
‘He really likes her,
doesn’t he? I feel worried that he may go crazy if he finds out about the other
night… I’m sorry Sir Laurence, Markus, I will never mention it,’ I discreetly think to myself.
When we arrive at the
player’s bazaar, I can tell nearly all of the merchants have changed to
different players. I stroll through and have a look at the items for sale, but
most of them are not suited to my level as this is an area for newer players. I
do notice that there is a much wider variety of light armors and shortswords
compared to what there used to be.
Verde and Sir Laurence
disappear at some point while I’m looking through the stalls which helps me
convince Fen to walk beside me without getting in my way.
After exploring half of
the bazaar, I meet the friendly face of Peachstar behind an unremarkable stall.
She looks exactly the same as when I first met her – a short girl with pink
hair that flows like water tied up in twin tails.
“Peachstar, I thought I
may find you here.” I smile at the small girl who beams when she sees me.
“Looost! It’s been sooo
long! How have you been? Haaave you been well? I was juuust thinking ‘bout you
the other day!”
I groan inwardly after
hearing her talk. It has been so long I forgot how much of a headache she can
be. Just remembering the previous conversations is already enough for me to
become dizzy.
“Umm, Peachstar. Yes, I
have been well. Actually though, I want to get straight to the point today. I
was curious about Mouse. Do you know who he is or where he comes from?”
“What do you meean? Mousey
is Mousey, a trader juuust like me! I don’t know wheeere he comes from more
thaaan any other merchant.”
“Urgh, Peachstar, how did
you meet?”
“Nooot telling unless you
have sooomething for me!”
“I collected some of those
apples you can have if you like.”
“Nooo!! I ate tooo many of
them and now I caaan’t stand them!”
“…So that’s why…
Nevermind, I have some meals I cooked and kept in my inventory if you prefer?”
“OooOOhh, hurry up and
give them then!”
I hand over several meals
of meat and vegetables to Peachstar before rubbing my temples to try and abate
the accumulating headache from talking with her.
“Now, please, how did you
meet Mouse?”
“Yayyy! Ahem, I met Mousey
because he was a merchant near me!”
“What?! That’s it?!”
“Yeeep. Although it wasn’t
looong before I met you, and strangely I nevvver heard or saw him before that.”
I shake my head and walk
away from Peachstar after a curt goodbye. Fen looks at me strangely while I am
holding my head and tries to help by hugging me. The wolf girl only succeeds in
creating an awkward situation in the middle of the bazaar that doesn’t help and
is instead detrimental.
With one hand still on my
forehead, I hold Fen’s hand and lead her away from the bazaar. There is still
one more place I want to visit in the city, but it is late and that place is
also headache inducing, so I decide to visit it tomorrow. After sending a
private message to the rest of the party bidding farewell, I log off with Fen
to rest.
Inside the locker, I
unequip all of my clothing and climb into bed. Fen
The snow on the ground in
Iceridge has thickened from the snowstorm, so there are a large amount of NPCs
and low-level players patrolling the street with shovels. It is a strange sight
to see as I never took on such a job when I began in Iceridge. Of course, I
couldn’t talk to NPCs without gaining infamy so I didn’t accept much.
I lead the way for the
remaining three members and companion in my party. We all began playing in this
city, so all the sights are somewhat nostalgic.
There are a couple of
locations I want to go to now that I have returned to Iceridge. The first is
the player’s bazaar where I first met Mouse. I notice Sir Laurence walking
beside Verde and glaring at any players who look at her.
‘He really likes her,
doesn’t he? I feel worried that he may go crazy if he finds out about the other
night… I’m sorry Sir Laurence, Markus, I will never mention it,’ I discreetly think to myself.
When we arrive at the
player’s bazaar, I can tell nearly all of the merchants have changed to
different players. I stroll through and have a look at the items for sale, but
most of them are not suited to my level as this is an area for newer players. I
do notice that there is a much wider variety of light armors and shortswords
compared to what there used to be.
Verde and Sir Laurence
disappear at some point while I’m looking through the stalls which helps me
convince Fen to walk beside me without getting in my way.
After exploring half of
the bazaar, I meet the friendly face of Peachstar behind an unremarkable stall.
She looks exactly the same as when I first met her – a short girl with pink
hair that flows like water tied up in twin tails.
“Peachstar, I thought I
may find you here.” I smile at the small girl who beams when she sees me.
“Looost! It’s been sooo
long! How have you been? Haaave you been well? I was juuust thinking ‘bout you
the other day!”
I groan inwardly after
hearing her talk. It has been so long I forgot how much of a headache she can
be. Just remembering the previous conversations is already enough for me to
become dizzy.
“Umm, Peachstar. Yes, I
have been well. Actually though, I want to get straight to the point today. I
was curious about Mouse. Do you know who he is or where he comes from?”
“What do you meean? Mousey
is Mousey, a trader juuust like me! I don’t know wheeere he comes from more
thaaan any other merchant.”
“Urgh, Peachstar, how did
you meet?”
“Nooot telling unless you
have sooomething for me!”
“I collected some of those
apples you can have if you like.”
“Nooo!! I ate tooo many of
them and now I caaan’t stand them!”
“…So that’s why…
Nevermind, I have some meals I cooked and kept in my inventory if you prefer?”
“OooOOhh, hurry up and
give them then!”
I hand over several meals
of meat and vegetables to Peachstar before rubbing my temples to try and abate
the accumulating headache from talking with her.
“Now, please, how did you
meet Mouse?”
“Yayyy! Ahem, I met Mousey
because he was a merchant near me!”
“What?! That’s it?!”
“Yeeep. Although it wasn’t
looong before I met you, and strangely I nevvver heard or saw him before that.”
I shake my head and walk
away from Peachstar after a curt goodbye. Fen looks at me strangely while I am
holding my head and tries to help by hugging me. The wolf girl only succeeds in
creating an awkward situation in the middle of the bazaar that doesn’t help and
is instead detrimental.
With one hand still on my
forehead, I hold Fen’s hand and lead her away from the bazaar. There is still
one more place I want to visit in the city, but it is late and that place is
also headache inducing, so I decide to visit it tomorrow. After sending a
private message to the rest of the party bidding farewell, I log off with Fen
to rest.
Inside the locker, I
unequip all of my clothing and climb into bed. Fen
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