[center][h1]~Wait~[/h1][/center] Hmmm... a Naturalist huh? Pulling on my chin hair, I glanced slightly up. If I wasn't mistaken, that class combined well with druids and farmers, for their ability to grow plants, and when what had both of those, doctor was the logical choice to follow, since they could apply healing using plant material. Naturalists also went well with summoner classes, since again plenty of material one could conjure up to feed the naturalist abilities. As for elf... I guess she at least wouldn't stand out too much. Not a bad thing at all of course, I was trying to keep a low profile myself and it was hardly uncommon for newbies to cave under the pressure when questioned about more exotic playstyle options. Even though there weren't any particularly bad ones at the beginning due to the freedom of progress, and [color=#23C126][Essence Remodeling Fruit][/color]s, be it by malice or even in an attempt to help people could create a lot of pressure to conform. [quote=Usernames]Certainly seems like a good match! Your choices for how to grow and evolve will be truly crucial, you'll be to be able to be self-sufficient in various environments to make it as a naturalist, and information gathering will be important as well. We'll talk about all that when you get here though.[/quote] In front of me when I stopped after having sent that message was none other than the big place itself: The pure and well-cared for (at least the graphics made it look that way) steps almost seemed to emanate a soft light of their own, like a night light, but during daytime and due to their supposed reflection of the virtual Sun. Their borders were embroidered in intricate gold shapes, resembling rivers that "flowed" on the edge of the steps between the statues that intersected the stairs. While the NPC priests stayed inside the buildings, players healed outside in front of said statues, lines forming to store powerful healing spells into [Spellcore Crystals] or just to receive a cure from a debuff of some kind. One could tell the experienced healers from the inexperienced, by the time spent haggling and how flashy their spells were: The newer players wanted to impress, wasting their best spells on flashy demonstrations in hopes of attracting clients, while the more experienced players knew that the best spenders probably weren't going to heal in a city without a [color=#2E7CEA][Portal Master][/color] and a priority contract already signed. It was a tough choice, but I elected to seat near the newer players. I could put up with the light better than I could put up with the talent scouts. My efforts seemed to be for naught though. I sighed as I read her next message. [quote=Usernames]I'll come to you. How do you look like?[/quote] I ended up staring at the empty screen for a good five minutes before my mind started to wonder to the people passing by, some seeking the healers outside, others delivering quests inside the church, some simply chatting with whomever. I had to wonder what she was up to. Maybe she was lost? Stuck in a crowd probably. That could explain why she didn't hear the message, if she turned off the priority hearing. Maybe she had been playing around with the menu.... I began tapping my foot. I checked my screen again: still no messages. I glanced around some more, began leaning over to better see from the sides. Had she somehow ended up in lowtown and head to the Cathedral from the other side? I could go look for her there, but what if she arrived while I was gone? That would just be ridiculous. plus no doubt if she got to the Cathedral and didn't see me, she would send me a message. I reluctantly sat back down on the stairs, and instinctively glanced at a non-existent watch on my wrist. I DID tell her where she was supposed to go, right? Scratching my head, I opened my menu screen and scrolled up the chat log, moving my private conversation to a different window. Yep, it was right there, "meet me in front of the Cathedral". She had even responded to that message. I ended up standing up again, swinging my weapon a bit, careful not to hit anyone. Worst that could happen was a bit of damage, but it was still unpleasant to get hit with an axe in the face. Ok, this was starting to worry me a little. It'd been almost 25 minutes without messages or her showing up now. Even if she had gotten that lost, sending a message should have been no problem. There was a bit of pressure in my chest from the worry, and I growled a bit. Dang it, if she was just lost she better wait for me to come back! Axe hanging on my shoulder, I looked ahead to return to the streets, finally noticing a good number of heads turning and murmuring to each other. [color=#68BCDD]"What's happening in there? Is something blocking traffic?"[/color] As I approached, I saw it: Just barely visible on the side of the arm of another half-giant player was a green-colored name "Tots". [color=#68BCDD]"Could it be? Excuse me..."[/color] I began gently pushing the observers to the side. My suspicions were confirmed: Trapped between a group of four players, two being dwarves, one a fat neko guy and the half giant was a frail little elf by the name of . [color=#68BCDD]"Oi, Totsu! Is your alt ready to join the guild?"[/color] I waved at her with a big bright smile on my face and winked once, hoping she'd follow along the cue. With big, long steps of purposeful pressure, I 'happily' and confidently stomped my way towards her. [color=#68BCDD]"Geez, you really kept me waiting you know? Who are these folks? Are you convincing them to join too?"[/color] Of course, I did know the second name under these other players was their guild's. But playing dumb might help sell Totsurugi's act even if they stumbled a bit.