It was the afternoon period of floor 11. Taft's sun had moved yet again, and things were looking fairly normal. The wind was at an optimal level, not to heavy or too light, but enough to give off a breeze that could help a player relax. The temperature was cooling as night was approaching, but it was still warm enough to be out. Christmas was within the air, and this would be a great time to go grinding. For a game that wants players to remain trapped in this world, it sure was being generous ar