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

pushed it all the way in so that even a light crunch could be heard. A slight jingle announced that a warning popped up on the screen of the computed connected to the cocoon:
    Are you sure that you want to reset your personal settings?
    Attention! This operation is non-reversible!
    -           Nope, I’m not sure – I replied and confirmed the reset. Damn it all!
    Green lights glimmering steadily on the cocoon control panel suddenly changed to alarming yellow and started blinking discretely. The cocoon began munching the content.
    And the last thing…
    I should activate the account page. So… The user’s personal settings, some operations with the personal account, delete. A plenty of alert messages with a red text popped up again. Infinite warning that the operation was non-reversible. That I was doing something terribly stupid…
    But I was clicking the mouse mortally and finally I did what I had planned – the screen was virgin clean. The account was deleted.
    Only at that moment I relieved. Done, there’s no way back.
    I noticed my tumbler with a little whisky left at the edge of the desk, stood up, cheered the bare wall and gulped all the whisky.
    Farewell, Crashshot! May you rest in peace, bro!
    Our last meeting occurred in my mind – I was sitting on the sun-heated bench looking at the fountain streams shooting up to the sky. That’s a nice place to die. Peace and quiet…
    Over an hour passed when the cocoon finished the whole resetting. It took one more hour to set the default settings.
    I didn’t waste the time and was clicking all around to register a new account in Valdira. A premium account of the diamond class. The registration procedure passed without any surprise, Valdira’s server gobbled two thousand dollars up in a blink of an eye. Surprises started at the end when I got down to creating my character and selecting his appearance. I used to type a nickname I liked in a spare box and faced a mocking warning constantly ‘This nickname is occupied’. But then at the moment I moved the cursor to the appropriate box, something clicked and a message popped up:
    Would you like to look through the list of nicknames booked for premium users?
    Wow!  For premium users! What did I use to be? Yep, I would.
    A looong multi-paged list was thrown on the screen. Even at first sight it contained over one thousand nicknames. A continuous number of available nicknames was dancing before my eyes. A bit stunned because of such a sudden abundance I preferred using an engine line built in the list kindly and typed a Latin ‘R’ in it. I didn’t actually notice that the list shortened. Thinking for a while I added ‘OS’ to ‘R’ and then the list decreased to a readable amount of names – a bit over twenty nicknames starting with ‘ROS’. Looking through the suggestion skeptically I used my instinct and chose a nickname Rosgard.
    Rosgard… why not? Maybe not understandable a bit, but it sounds great! Anyway it has nothing in common with lost Crashshot’s nickname.
    Having selected that tag, I moved on to the next page and felt my jaw falling open again. Instead of a usual couple of dozens of the character’s looks I was offered several hundreds of settings which could definitely help you create a unique look of your avatar. But unfortunately I wasn’t prone to do it at all. I scrambled through all the settings quickly I left my character almost default – I dyed his hair from fair into dark only and changed his eyes from blue to dark-brown. His race was a human. That’s for sure.
    Some more minor operations, a suggestion to study a library for beginners properly, a suggestion to take basic lessons, a suggestion to take a short tour around the world of Valdira, a suggestion to get a bird’s eye view of the sights… refuse, refuse and refuse.
    And finally a long-awaited message appeared on the screen with much fanfare:
     
    Congratulations! Your game character Rosgard has been created!
     
    And