Taking a step outside into the open air, Penny felt a bit uncomfortable under the sun, but she didn't burst into flames like she had seen so many times in the movies and TV. The light prickled against her skin, like stepping into a too-warm bath, but nothing worse. She squinted against it, muttering to herself.
"Okay. So sunlight's mildly annoying, not deadly. That's one cliché dodged."
The village outside was alive with activity. Dozens of players rushed between wooden stalls and thatched-roof buildings. Some were shouting about quests.
Others were comparing loot, bartering with NPC vendors, or sprinting off toward the gates like their lives depended on it. A Beastkin boy was clinging to a tree, hollering for someone to get the angry chicken off his back. It was chaos.
Penny took one step down the stairs and nearly bumped into a man coming out of the cabin next to hers.
Glancing at him, her heart would have skipped a beat..if it was still beating that is.
