Real Life RPG by Jackson Gray Read Free Book Online

shit you stole from us plus 100 gold I am willing to look the other way”.
                  “Fuck you, I’m an orphan” I said as a sat down at the bar and signaled the barkeep who was silent and worried looking for food and drink.
                  “I don’t think you understand” Big sally said as he made his way over to me. “Once we get off of this island I am a made man, there will already be big piles of gold and gear waiting for both of us when we get out. I can persuade other characters to make your life hell”.
                  “Good luck on that” I said and tucked into my bowl of soup. The mobsters gave each other a look then vanished out of the door. I could see the twins sigh in relief as the barkeep came over to me.
                  “You immortal ones have it made but I would watch those two if I were you” the barkeep said as she wiped her counter.
                  “What do you mean by immortal ones?” I asked.
                  “Whenever you die, you get to come back, it’s not the same for us” the woman began as she put down her rag. “Whenever one of my kind dies, we don’t respawn, a copy is made and sent in our place that has a whole different mind. If one of my kind can go three months or so without dying we start becoming aware and able to hold a conversation unlike the new blood which just repeats the same things over and over again. Sometimes the immortal ones just attack my kind for the hell of it, although the penalties are stiff, one week in jail and loss of all levels and skill points. I am a level six now myself since I have been going out at night and fighting them wolf pups along with others in town. Last night though the Darlene who runs the mount shop didn’t make it back. I thought she had died and expected a new Darlene to be created but when I went to her shop she was gone. If only someone would go to the small clearing where we were killing wolves last night and see if she is there.
     
                  I accepted the quest as an icon appeared on my map. I minimized it and headed outside. I had been playing for a full day now and had not visited a skill trainer, although I wondered if that was even possible since I was unaware of what my status was in game. In Virtual Earth there were three kinds of recognized players, Premium subscribers, regular subscribers and free subscribers. Premium subscriptions came with the ability to sprint without any stamina being used as well as a free mount, usually a chestnut horse modeled after Secretariat the triple crown winner only available to premium subscribers. Perhaps their biggest perk though is that they are given a stronghold once every year. While the castles they receive are not very big, they come equipped with strong shields that single players no matter how strong could ever break. Only a dedicated raid by top players could hope to bring them down. A guild could capture a stronghold for themselves but normal non premium players find it easy to build one from the ground up and hope no others discover what they are doing before they could get their shields in place. Premium players also have access to the in game bank for free so they do not have to carry all of their money on them at once. Regular subscribers gain the sprint skill but nothing really of note. Free subscribers are hampered, their inventory bag holds a lot less gear maxing out at ten items and they can only have a total of 10 gold at any one time, effectively making it impossible for them to buy any high level items. I already had carried a little more than ten items so at least I was not considered a free player. I decided to forgo the skill trainer and made my way outside the town and crept to the area that was written on my map, happy the mobsters were nowhere around. The hunting area was not far away as a heard a scream followed by a crash. I rushed as fast as a could go, my