Viridian Gate Online: Imperial Legion: A litRPG Adventure (The Viridian Gate Archives Book 4) by James Hunter

Author:James Hunter [Hunter, James]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: virtual reality VR MMO litRPG role playing men’s adventure fantasy video game adaptations science fiction thriller sword superhero action horror dark gritty epic metaphysical wizard shapeshifter warrior thief assassin elf contemporary high fantasy magic occult cyberpunk apocalyptic dystopian knight
Publisher: Shadow Alley Press
Published: 2017-11-17T07:00:00+00:00

NINETEEN_

Shut-eye

The portal snapped shut behind me with a sizzle of energy as I stepped into Ravenkirk, and for a beat I just stood there on the middle of the port pad, swaying on wobbly legs. Now that the battle was over and the dungeon dive finished, the full weight of my exhaustion hit me like a load of bricks. True, I’d eaten back in the Catacombs of the Forsaken, but it’d been over twenty-one hours or so since I’d last slept, and V.G.O. had ways of punishing players for that kind of transgression. I opened my interface and toggled over to my active effects:

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Current Debuffs

Tired (Level 5): Skills improve 25% slower; Carry Capacity -45lbs; Attack Damage -20%; Spell Strength reduced by 35%

Thirsty (Level 2): Health, Stamina, and Spirit Regeneration reduced by 25%

Hungry (Level 2): Carry Capacity -45lbs; Health and Stamina Regeneration reduced by 25%; Stealth 20% more difficult

Unwashed (Level 3): Goods and services cost 15% more; Merchant-Craft skills reduced by (2) levels

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Yep, that pretty much looked about right. I dismissed the screen with a thought, honestly considering whether or not to drop right where I stood and just shut my eyes to the world.

But before I could decide one way or the other, Cutter was next to me, slinging an arm around my shoulders. “Come on, friend,” he said, coaxing my feet into motion with a gentle tug. “Let’s get to the inn, eh? Go drown ourselves in mead, then pass out for the next twelve hours or so.”

I grunted noncommittally, but let him lead me down the steps from the pad and onto the cobblestone boulevard. This close to sunrise, the town looked surprisingly normal. Peaceful, even. The doors were closed up tight, the windows shuttered, the construction work halted for the time being. The spiderkin were nowhere to be seen, though I spotted a few glimmering patches of gossamer webbing indicating they’d been here. If I had to guess, I’d say they were all probably holed up in the Storme Marshes for now, out of sight and out of mind.

Chances were good Osmark would have aerial scouts patrolling ahead of the legion, so we couldn’t afford to have them notice anything was off. During daylight hours, we’d have Alliance members strolling around the town, buying food, selling goods, even working the farms as though this were just another insignificant dust-speck on the road to more important places. That would also give our builders, miners, and laborers a chance to catch a little well-deserved shuteye. I felt a pang of guilt for Vlad and his crew, though.

Their work was largely done behind closed doors, so they’d be banging away through the daylight hours as well.

We ambled past a few shops and up to a boxy three-story building with a gray stone foundation, a brown thatched roof, and a host of windows all shuttered, though yellow light peeked out through the wooden slats. There was a cobblestone square out front, complete with a small fountain filled with gently burbling water where the locals would gather for big announcements.

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