[i]Oh god...[/i] A distressed though echoed in the mind of a relatively new player. The damaged body struggled through the street, pushing past peoples shoulders and almost knocking down some people entirely. The young man was holding his left hand over his right shoulder, he was almost limping but not quite so, his armor showed signs of battle and his face showed signs of fear. Lance ran towards the inn he had recently been staying at, unlike most players so far he seemed to have found a relatively steady source of income. He did what his class what meant to do, he hunted. The wolves he found in the cave a decent ways off town gave an alright amount of gold and sell-able drops, but when Lance tried to go a bit deeper he didn't expect the spiders, they were big fast and worst off...poisonous. Lance didn't prepare for poison, he had almost died and burned through all his health potions. He burst his way through the doors, "H-help please?" he asked to anyone in general, maybe there was some sort of healer...or someone who was willing to sell him some health pots. That was slightly more likely, as money was rather sought after around here. "I...I'll pay for a heal of some sort..." he announced again, he wasn't sure his voice was actually loud enough to reach most people in the area but it was worth some shot...If he had to he could just sleep to gain a little health back, not that it would do much... [i]I really need to find some teammates...[/i] This thought was true enough, He had relatively modest armor, his leather cuirass and boots didn't do much for defense. His undershoot and pants were really just to be decent and his boots had at least one hole each... Not to mention his monocle, all it really did was help him see a tad bit farther. [i]Probably someone here who can do me some good...[/i] The thoughts of getting both medical help and partners was all that drifted through the boys head now. He didn't care to think about how much of his sub par gold supply he would have to part with just to stay alive right now. Times were tight... That was something Lance wasn't so used to, sure his real family wasn't exactly rich, but they never struggled to get by. He always lived comfortably and now he had to risk his life just to earn a meal. What a twist...