Izzy had killed a half-dozen boars by now, quickly getting used to the combat. Eyeing another one of the beasts, she stepped towards it and activated her Sprint skill, allowing her to close in on it quickly. When she was close enough to hit it, she planted her right foot on the ground, spinning around and leaping a few feet in the air to gather momentum for her swing.

The hammer connected solidly with the boar's head, shattering the creature instantly. The now-familiar rewards screen came up, and she quickly dismissed it, going after another enemy. Every skill in the game had a max level of 1000, and only a few of her's were even at level 2. It would take a long time to max them out.

Izzy stayed out in the field as long as she could, but eventually she began to tire and her health got uncomfortably low. She returned to the town and dismissed her hammer. 

She walked through the streets and made a point to avoid eye contact with anyone. It may have been a game, but all these other characters were real people. She couldn't get over her timidity that easily.

She found a store that sold health potions, and bought a few. She drank one, noting that it was fairly tasteless, but certainly not bad. Reading the item's description in her menu, she saw that it would heal her slowly over time, which meant she couldn't go back out into the field for a little bit. She decided that that wasn't such a bad thing, as she was a feeling a bit fatigued from her first excursion. The wait would let her catch her breath.

She found a nearby bench and sat down. With nothing else to do, she tried to discreetly study the happy players who milled about.