[PP-F5] Shark bait >>Blood in the Sand<< (Zelrius)

[Vayrin 0]

Vayrin quickly tapped the accept button on the quest menu. She had been standing underneath a small outcrop of rock from a sandstone structure, shading herself from the piercing sun above. Vayrin had been leaning against the building as she reviewed her quest log. Her eyes hastily darted over the menu, looking for the doable and non-doable quests. With a sigh, Vayrin quickly closed her menu, and dropped her head against the sandstone behind her. She had been making little progress over the last week. Only level 7. She had become frustrated with this as she knew she needed to catch up to other players if she ever hoped to getting to the frontlines. Only all the quests were still too advanced for her. She had entered one of those grinding stages. A player like her was expected to slay random mobs until they became strong enough to finally take on the more advanced quests which offered better rewards. At that thought, Vayrin lifted her head, shaking the dust from her hair, and began walking towards the teleport podium. More grinding...

[Zelrius 0]

(Sorry for late reply, Fallout 4 yo.)

Just appearing out the Teleport Podium, Zelrius stepped down and within an instant, the snow on his cloak and Tuxedo melted within moments to the beating heat of the sun. "God damn it's hot out here," He said, clearly having just teleported from somewhere on the Fourth Floor. Zelrius stepped down and took a glance around, using a single index finger to pull at his collar trying to beat the excessive heat. Within moments of doing a quick scan, Zelrius grinned slightly to notice a familiar figure standing not too far from the podium. "Lady Vayrin, was it? Fancy meeting you here. What are you up to?" His voice as overbearingly confident and following the speech pattern of an Aristocrat as always.

[Vayrin 0]

As Vayrin walked towards the podium, she had her head facing downwards, letting her hair fall over her eyes. A couple meters from the platform she heard it activate, and heard a player step out. Seeming unconcerned she kept walking forward, until a familiar voice called her name. Vayrin stopped for a moment, and looked up. "Hm?" She saw a tall blonde haired boy, a familiar tall blonde haired boy.  Her memory snapped back into gear and she recognized the figure.  "Zelrius? Oh...Hey." Even though most would seem surprised, and Vayrin was. She just didn't show it very well. She observed him for a moment, then went to adjust her bandana on her head. After the little progress Vayrin had made since their last meetup, she was a little worried Zelrius would feel exactly how he explained. Her current situation was'nt strong evidence of Vayrin's goal to become a front liner.