Pakuna stared outside the town of Renalia. He had been outside a few times, but found the continual slaughtering of the pigs both boring and disgusting. He liked having a focus, a goal to work towards. Yet he wasn't foolish. He knew he would need help to try and get to the next floor-he just wasn't skilled enough in fighting to beat the floor. 

He brought out his one handed blade, examining it. It was thin, a beginners blade. He hadn't the coin just yet for a better one, but he was working his way to it. Right now, he decided to focus on other skills besides fighting. If you got your cooking skill up high enough, you could make decent meals to sell to NPCs. And if he got his blacksmithing skills up high enough he could make his own weapons and armor. 

He had it all worked out. He leaned against a tree, watching people go by. 

Donovan laughed, slashing the air with his blade, he slashed through the pig, the congratulations icon piping up. He was having the time of his life in this game. He noted the time, and sighed. His mother would expect him to help out around the house soon, so he started back to Renalia to log out. 

He passed Pakuna leaning against the tree. At times, the two boys had been working together helping the other out, and despite Pakuna's quite nature, Donovan liked the boy well enough and they had become fast friends. He sidled up to him, grinning, "you have a serious look about you. Pondering the rights of the pigs are we?" 

Pakuna cracked a smile, shook his head "thinking how to level up other skills"

Donovan laughed, "you just need the fighting skills!"

Pakuna shook his head "I want to make money so I can get decent gear" he said

Donovan clapped him on the back, chuckling "alright then"