another scrying scroll
“They’re all dead,” she said into her headset. In fact, they were generic avatars, maybe even non-player characters. They moved like total noobs, milling around in the little cottage. Around them were heaps of shirts, thousands and thousands of them. A couple of the noobs were sitting in the back, incredibly, still crafting more shirts, ignoring the swordswoman who’d just butchered four of their companions. > no porfa necesito mi plata “Lucy, they’re not fighting back.” “Are you a player or a bot?” she typed. One player entered the cottage and came back out again. The other player spoke. Well all right then. The avatar did nothing. She killed it. > you can go now She took a careful look at all the avatars in the room. None of them were armed. Tentatively, she walked wow gold to one of the players and cut his head off. The player next to him moved clumsily to one side and she followed him. > no trouble “What’s up?” “Good job!” Lucy said. “OK, I’m gonna make a call. Sit
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