Offerings of a New Life

Dithers began to try to imagine a different life in the game besides the one he was used to. It would be hard to stay in the same party as Kaylee because they already had all their bases covered. Maybe they’d need a Battlemage? As if on cue, Winterfresh pointed to a glowing sword and shield lying in the dust. “Dropped by a slain Master Battlemage. If you started a new character using those, you’d devastate your way to the top,” Winterfresh commented. Dithers tried to pick the sword up but hesitated. He shook his head. “I did plenty of fighting with weapons as a Paladin anyways. I want something a little bit different. Maybe a rogue?” he asked. An entire dune of sand sheared and shifted, revealing a dark black cloak and a set of glimmering silver daggers. “Cloak of Silence, Twin Double Damage Daggers, and Boots of Invisibility,” Winterfresh said. Dithers looked for the boots until he realized the joke. He bent down to finger the cloak and blades. “Can I ask you something? What happens when I master being a rogue or whatever else? Will we…” Dithers trailed off. He was standing now and looking out over the vast empty landscape. Since nothing could see them, the creatures shifted and moved about paying them no heed. “Do this all over again? Not necessarily. Most people just quit and become something else on their own. But sometimes a person needs a little help when they win as much as you did. So yes, if you stay too long, the same thing will happen. Other people need their chance and quite frankly why would you want to win at something all the time?” Winterfresh explained. “Then, what’s the point of doing it at all?” Dithers asked.