Spending my retirement in a game

chapter 4

Ari introduced each of the Orginals, following which they stepped closer to her to greet each other properly.

The blond human girl Evalia spoke up first, placing her hand on her hip and looking at the others around them, "How are ya'll doin'? What did Prime Industries ask ya to teach'em?" She asked with an instantly obvious American-southern accent and a happy grin to accompany it. Since none of the others decided to speak, she sighed loudly and shook her head, "Ya'll mute or somethin'? Hmm, guess I'll have'ta go first! I'm an artist by heart, and ya can bet that I'm better at any and all instruments any of ya'll can play. I studied Art History an' I earned my tuiton money from painting and sculptin. Prime Industries called me so I taught them what it means to be a true artist!" Happily Evalia began to explain why she was there and curiously looked around to wait for the others to start.

The Monkey-Man, Jyuuk, sighed loudly and scratched the hair that covered his face, something he seemed to not be used to. "Nice to meet you, my name is Jyuuk. I am a Biologist and Zoologist. I helped with the creation of Monsters, Animals and Plantlife in World of Magic. That is why I chose the... erm... Mon-kee. Ari told me that this tribe is more connected to nature and their animalistic parts." Jyuuk tried his best to hide his strong Japanese accent, but even so struggled with the pronounciation of the word 'Monkey'. Nobody seemed to mind, though, and gave him the time he needed. Despite his outer appearance that seemed more brutish than intelectual, Jyuuk acted very gentle and filled with respect.

Since the group now seemed to move counter-clockwise, next it was Brody's turn. He sighed loudly and played around with his big tusks before beginning to talk, "The name's Brody. I'm a Martial-Artist, and those guys wanted to know a bit about fighting. Oh, and that God-chick over there gave me this awesome race. I can't deal with magic, like at all, but in return I'm the perfect killing machine!" Brody grinned excitedly and began flexing the muscles in his arms.

As if annoyed by the mere concept of this guy's existence, Xenia held her hand to her forehead and shook her head, muttering something to herself in a low voice. "I'm Xenia. I'm a historic researcher that specialized in ancient myths and legends, and largely work with old concepts of magic. Thus, I helped Prime Industries out so that I can experience magic and possibly find a deeper insight into it for my research. Ari allowed me to become a High-Elf, since they have high magical affinities, but in return they have low physical affinities."

At last, everyone in the group stared at Eisen, since it came to his turn to talk about himself further. With a big grin he began to explain. "Hmm, you're using your usernames, I see? Well, then I'm Eisen. I'm good at using my hands, so I showed that lad, Samuel, was it? Well, anyway, I showed him some tricks and let him in on some knowledge I gathered. The abilities of Dwarves fit me, but it was too small, so Ari made me" After this, he leaned in a bit to Xenia and whispered into her ear so that the others can't hear, "And you, young lady, maybe should try and be honest with yourself."

Xenia's face immediately turned into a bright red as she turned her face away from Eisen, "A-And what about you? Why can't you be honest with yourself?! Putting on that old-man façade!"

"Haha, what façade are you talking about, young lady? Do you think I'm pretending to be an old man?"

Eisen crossed his arms and laughed heartily, and once she notices that someone is doubting the man that her Papa talked so much about, she stepped inbetween the two of them and looked up at Xenia angrily, "Eisen isn't a liar! He's old! Like, really old!"

"Erm, Ari, I appreciate it, but-" Starting to feel hurt a little bit by her words, Eisen tried to interrupt her, but Ari just kept going.

"No no, Eisen! You're really, really old! And I don't want Xenia to insult the person that my Papa admires so much!" She looked back at Eisen with a stern face, hurting him even more.