(World of Valdira 01) The Way of the Clan Read Online Free PDF Page A

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    -           Ros, please, believe me, I understand what you feel, - said Gosha sympathetically all at once. – But no other way. You’ll have to delete.
    -           But why? Well, I see – you want me to help one of the gamers complete his mission. But my Crashshot has been advanced, I’ve got some good gear – it can function as a reliable background to help. What for shall I delete and then start from the very beginning?
    -           Because the first aim of the gamer you’re going to help is located in the Cradle! – Gosha replied and I had nothing to do but zip my lip.
    Checkmate.
    He meant a small uptown that can be found in any starting city. The Cradle… a sandpit for beginners. A place where absolutely everyone without an exception has to start from. It’s a relevantly safe place, there are a lot of easy quests that let gain experience and a few coins fast besides there are quite friendly NPCs. And at last all attacks against other gamers are prohibited there. It’s an ideal place for a kick-off. It’s like a daycare. But there is one big disadvantage. If you leave the Cradle one day, you’ll never be able to come back. Go through the arch of the inner gate and that’s it – no way back. A magic veil hanging in the air won’t let you in again. But essentially it’s right. Grown-up gamers have nothing to do in the daycare. Only NPCs can walk in both directions without any restrictions.
    If you want to get into the Cradle again, you must be born again. Delete your current character, reset your options of the cocoon and start your life in Valdira from the very beginning. Damn it…
    -           Did you get it?
    -           Gosha… but there is nothing special in the Cradle! Only a couple of quests. What shall I do there?
    -           You must win the tournament, - replied Gosha calmly, and I got staggered and stared at him.
    -           There are no tournaments. Even a gamer’s class isn’t determined there. All gamers are equal like eggs and are armed with sticks like Neanderthals!
    -           There is a tournament! Stop arguing! If I’ve said there’s a tournament then it’s really so! Ros, in short either you agree or not. If not, then I’ll lend you the money right now, you’ll go home, pay for your account, immerse, get your Crashshot astride and welcome adventure! If you agree, we’ll continue talking. Make your decision. Let me squirt out whisky into your glass. And one more thing, Ros… I understand just as well as you what it means for a real gamer to delete his ‘full blood’ character. The gamer who needs your help will do the same, just believe me, he’ll have to sacrifice much more than you.
    -           Is his character much cooler than mine?
    -           Definitely. But not only this… You know level and gear can come over some time… but as for the rest… Ok, think about it.
    -           There’s nothing to think about, - I gave up. – I agree and accept all your condition because…
    -           …it will be very stupid to refuse, - finished Gosha instead of me. – Right. Well, let’s talk about detail now.
    -           Gosha… explain one thing to me – why I? There are gamers much more experienced than me.
    -           I know you – replied the swole calmly and sank into the arm-chair, - I know you not only in the game but in real life. You know me and you understand that I’m not going to let you down. Plus some important factors coincide quite successfully – you’ve got great game background, you’re not a retard, due to your dismissal you’ve got plenty of free time that we both can benefit.
    -           I’m glad you think I am not a retard, - I cracked a smile. – A load off my mind!
    -           Do you have any other questions? Sorry, I am pressed for time.
    -           Hmm… Gosha, why do