From job request:
A brand new device called the iLac has come out and the manufacturer is giving them away to anyone who visits the factory in Neutral Ground. Keep in mind, as soon as you step foot on Neutral Ground territory, all your magic (Primary, Secondary, Weapons, Armour, Pets, Unique Abilities, Passive Effects) is instantly shut down. But that's no problem because all you're doing is picking up your brand new iLac.
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Upon entering the neutral grounds, Decadence didn't feel anxious or sacred like the many who felt powerless without magic or weapons. Although his had also been compromised, he felt more relieved. This place without magic was sure not to have any magic wars, destruction, and problems relating to the magic of its citizens. He felt safe, and sure there would be no risk of problems getting the device he had been promised.
The creators said this device could allow you to communicate with people far away, and that in order to do this, all they had to do was give you their personal ID number. Decadence found the concept of this device very helpful. No more meeting up, arranging plans, with this, you could just contact them through the device itself.
The applications on the device allowed you to remotely access information on most things that an adventurer needs, while also providing useful information about himself and his condition.
After asking multiple residents of the area, Decadence found the right path to the factory of the iLac. The path was fairly wide and paved with dark stone bricks, with the hot sun radiating energy straight down upon the large oak leaves that covered the path in shadow.
After a few sharp turns, Decadence arrived at what looked like a tall tower, sprouting on top of a hill. Vines covered the major part of the walls, and stones threatened to fall out of the establishment. The door, however, was opened, with a small sign pointing to it, that read "The all new iLac! Come on in and receive your revolutionary device!" The door was partly opened, so Decadence welcomed himself in.
Inside, all that could be seen was a set of stairs going down.
"Welcome to the iLac factory! I am Rezyn, the inventor of these wonderful gadgets!"
The voice came from Decadence's left, and when he turned, he saw a man in his late 40's walking towards him with a large smile on his face.
"Don't be scared by what you see now. The factory is below ground. This used to be a windmill, until we converted it for our purposes. Now, if you would kindly follow me down the stairs, I'll give you your device in no time!"
The man then walked over to the stairs, gesturing Decadence to follow him.
Decadence wasn't feeling as safe as before. This was a very sketchy environment, although the man had said more was below. By himself, the inventor couldn't hurt him. He was well in his 40's and didn't seem very strong.
Down the flight of stone stairs, Decadence finally saw the true aspect of the factory.
Dozens of factory lines, all working on different stages of the iLac. Hundreds of people were employed here it seemed, and were all doing their active part in the product.
"Well, here you go. Your own iLac, and the instruction manual to come with it."
With these words, the inventor handed Decadence a small device able to fit in his pocket, as well as a large handbook for everything he needed to know about the device although he already knew most things from the information spreading around.
"Thank you for supporting the new, revolutionary device in its early stages! You will not be disappointed! Your number is 10017279. Remember that well, and good luck on your voyages!"
WC: 564
A brand new device called the iLac has come out and the manufacturer is giving them away to anyone who visits the factory in Neutral Ground. Keep in mind, as soon as you step foot on Neutral Ground territory, all your magic (Primary, Secondary, Weapons, Armour, Pets, Unique Abilities, Passive Effects) is instantly shut down. But that's no problem because all you're doing is picking up your brand new iLac.
_____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Upon entering the neutral grounds, Decadence didn't feel anxious or sacred like the many who felt powerless without magic or weapons. Although his had also been compromised, he felt more relieved. This place without magic was sure not to have any magic wars, destruction, and problems relating to the magic of its citizens. He felt safe, and sure there would be no risk of problems getting the device he had been promised.
The creators said this device could allow you to communicate with people far away, and that in order to do this, all they had to do was give you their personal ID number. Decadence found the concept of this device very helpful. No more meeting up, arranging plans, with this, you could just contact them through the device itself.
The applications on the device allowed you to remotely access information on most things that an adventurer needs, while also providing useful information about himself and his condition.
After asking multiple residents of the area, Decadence found the right path to the factory of the iLac. The path was fairly wide and paved with dark stone bricks, with the hot sun radiating energy straight down upon the large oak leaves that covered the path in shadow.
After a few sharp turns, Decadence arrived at what looked like a tall tower, sprouting on top of a hill. Vines covered the major part of the walls, and stones threatened to fall out of the establishment. The door, however, was opened, with a small sign pointing to it, that read "The all new iLac! Come on in and receive your revolutionary device!" The door was partly opened, so Decadence welcomed himself in.
Inside, all that could be seen was a set of stairs going down.
"Welcome to the iLac factory! I am Rezyn, the inventor of these wonderful gadgets!"
The voice came from Decadence's left, and when he turned, he saw a man in his late 40's walking towards him with a large smile on his face.
"Don't be scared by what you see now. The factory is below ground. This used to be a windmill, until we converted it for our purposes. Now, if you would kindly follow me down the stairs, I'll give you your device in no time!"
The man then walked over to the stairs, gesturing Decadence to follow him.
Decadence wasn't feeling as safe as before. This was a very sketchy environment, although the man had said more was below. By himself, the inventor couldn't hurt him. He was well in his 40's and didn't seem very strong.
Down the flight of stone stairs, Decadence finally saw the true aspect of the factory.
Dozens of factory lines, all working on different stages of the iLac. Hundreds of people were employed here it seemed, and were all doing their active part in the product.
"Well, here you go. Your own iLac, and the instruction manual to come with it."
With these words, the inventor handed Decadence a small device able to fit in his pocket, as well as a large handbook for everything he needed to know about the device although he already knew most things from the information spreading around.
"Thank you for supporting the new, revolutionary device in its early stages! You will not be disappointed! Your number is 10017279. Remember that well, and good luck on your voyages!"
WC: 564
