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Akira looked up at Amber for an answer to his question, a meaningless question really as he already knew the answer. But it was always good to be on the safe side, especially with a girl like Amber. After a slight awkward silence Amber smiled gently towards him and continued to patch up his wound. "Like I could leave you, did you just see what happened! And anyway, I said I would help you and if anything, I am someone who keeps her word. Now, let's head to the inn. I got some rooms for us and we can head out before those NPCs respawn."

Knowing Amber was loyal was good to know as loyalty is a great trait, especially when life and death are imminent. However, loyalty like as many other things in life eventually fades away so two more questions came to mind...How far would she go for Akira, and how long before the loyalty dispersed into nothing? Akira shoved the thought in the far back of his head so he could pick at it later, perfect timing with that as Amber began speaking once more.

"I guess we will just have to leave in the morning and you will have to avoid towns, I can get us stuff we need but I guess we won't be using inns anymore, so best enjoy your last chance at a comfortable bed."

On their walk back to the inn Amber's eyes gazed off onto a black cloak, a [Level 5] Set-Piece item to be exact but the price was much too steep, especially for such a low level item.

"I might be able to hack a cloak that will hide you from NPCs, but I won't cover up your curser as that would be to obvious, it would just overwrite an NPCs code to kill you."

He cared little for the girl's idle chit-chat, she may as well have been talking to herself. While Amber figured a way to get herself killed through tampering with the game Akira drifted through his head looking for a layout of all the good dungeon runs that could be done for gear.

"No more hacking." He mumbled under his breath before he went back to thinking about their current situation.

Eventually they finally made it to the inn, which was a relief for Akira. Having died nearly once was an experience he wished he never had to relieve, but knowing his play-style death would be knocking on his door one more time, whether physically or metaphorically would be left up for debate. He followed Amber upstairs to where into their rooms lay on separate sides of each other, literally just a knock away.

"And this is where I leave you, I will see you in the morning, try not to die this time." and with that Amber left for the comfort of her room. Akira then entered his room and collapsed on the bed, it's not like he had any armor to unequip anyway. He wore slacks and a Zip-Up Hoodie as his casual attire and laid in the bed, merely staring up at the ceiling; His heart still racing form his encounter with death.

He opened up his inventory and viewed his items, many of them useless to someone with a play-style like Akira. He had a full [Level 3] Armor set made of copper, some newbie would pay top dollar for that. He decided it would be best to go on a quest, or a quest-line. He needed equipment and dungeon runs wasn't going to cut it. He hopped out his bed and exited his room. He then proceeded to knock on Amber's door, not extremely loud but just loud enough so that if she was sleeping it would wake her up.