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Lew counted the number of players, then started to count how many he remembered were in the group all with his fingers. He had to do a few recounts because he was admiring how detailed his hands were, but once that mission was accomplished, he turned to the rest and nodded. A complete group was good, very good. Now all that was left was to see if they would segment themselves into parties or travel as one whole guild. Did they even have enough to make a guild?

Seeing as mostly everyone else had chosen their class by now, Lew figured it'd be best if he did as well. No one bothered to really look up a guide either seeing as they had to resort to asking an absurdly tall 12 year-old advice on where to go. Before he could turn back to touch the stone once more, his attention was quickly grabbed by... wait, what?

Was that an anime version of Raymond?

Lew was momentarily befuddled before remembering that he had the [i]anime[/i] setting on. Knowing Raymond, he probably didn't even bother with character creation too hard. Once that was cleared up, Lew crossed his arms and shook his head with a stoic nonchalance he was known for when topics of interest weren't brought up.

"[color=gray]No, no. When I was selecting my stats, I read that END was a stat that governed both durability and SP regeneration. I had just thought it would be a good stat to invest in while I was still learning the mechanics of the game. Never really tried a full-dive of this scale before. That said, I should probably get ready to fill that role regardless. Maybe I should lower my pain settings from a '4' to a '0'?[/color]"

Shrugging at the notion, Lew had touched the keystone once more, solidifying his class selection as 'Warrior'. Feeling the minute amount of vitality fill his body, Lew had also decided to ask one question while he was here.

"[color=gray]What are the 'tank' classes of this region?[/color]"

Once that was complete, Lew turned away from the stone, resolving to investigate their immediate area for any shops. Unlike the others, Lew felt like he didn't need the talismans too much. Dealing damage may be an issue, but if Lew was the one tanking for the group, it wouldn't matter anyway. All he really needed was some sort of shield in case his END wasn't enough. Thinking on it more, perhaps it would be a better idea to test his limits in battle first before he made any unnecessary purchases...

... And where to test them better with than Mags' open invitation?

"[color=gray]Sure,[/color]" Lew quipped at the tryhard's offer, stepping forward with his arms spread out and standing in the shape of a 'T', "[color=gray]hit me as hard as you can.[/color]"

It wasn't until it was too late that Lew would regret his decision, both from the damage he was about to endure as well as the reinforced beliefs that he [i]may[/i] be a masochist...