[color=2E8B57][b][u]Amulak al Acturus (Stanislaw)[/u][/b][/color]

God damn, but were this game's graphics insane. The fact that everything was rendered seamlessly in such high quality, with this many players in the zone was nothing short of amazing compared to the MMOs of his childhood and early teenage years. Hell, marveling at the sights around him nearly took his mind off the sheer fucking exhaustion he was feeling from just walking around. 

Still, he managed to nod and reply to Ari's question. 

[color=2E8B57][b]"I do not see why not. At least I very much want to try to compete. Maybe here I not get completely shit on by sixteen-year old Korean boy."[/b][/color] Amulak said dryly, his mind briefly flashing back to the match that had made him realize he should call it quits for his pro gaming career. Oh, well. He'd had a good run of it and lasted longer than some others in the pro circuit. Stanislaw supposed he really shouldn't complain, considering if he continued to make the money he'd earned then work for him now, he'd be pretty much set for life. 

The old man was...interesting. Hell, Stanislaw was half convinced that this was just a very immersive way to acquire their talismans. The game seemed to be all about immersion and flavor, so he wouldn't put it past the devs to pull something like this. Would've helped if the little shit from earlier had given better instructions, but Stanislaw supposed that was really all just part of the experience. You lost something in a MMO when you just followed a guide a hundred percent of the way without figuring some things out for yourself.

[color=2E8B57][b]"Hmm...perhaps I give you twenty silver. What will you give Amulak in return?"[/b][/color] He questioned, attempting to fish for more information from this NPC.