[center][h1][color=f7976a]Xenos[/color][/h1][/center]
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[right][color=f7976a]Interacting with:[/color] [@Conscripts][/right]


[color=f7976a]“Okay so dude I get you have the whole regal, formal, polite thing going on but sit down.”[/color] Xenos muttered to Stephen and kicked out a chair. [color=f7976a]“Fuck, why didn’t I go mage? Coulda sub-classed into alchemist and made a hangover cure because whoever designed this shitty game made hangovers a damned thing.”[/color] Xenos listen to the rest of the group with his face buried in his arms. Thankfully everyone felt that spending some time preparing was the smarter choice. Thank goodness because if they decided to charge in head first, Xenos would have been the first one out the door. He wasn’t friendly enough with any of them yet to be dying for a guy he barely knew. Xenos had one goal above all others, survive this hellscape of a game, and death wishing companions fell real short of that. 

Xenos frowned at the mention of the letter.  [color=f7976a]“And you don’t know Valentine at all? You’ve never come across him? We just got unlucky and Karma was the first sucker he stumbled across? Cause it sounds a lot more like he wants to fuck with you rather than the rest of us.”[/color] Xenos shrugged as he threw out the concept.

[color=f7976a]“As for the leveling, should we put together a plan for how we want to build our skill points? We are training for a specific purpose and putting points in something like mathematics or gathering right now probably wouldn’t be the smartest move. We probably ought to make sure we are optimizing and maybe having whoever runs the guild tactics work with each of us would help make us a more cohesive unit.”[/color]