Haha yep
This is what it's gonna be~
Hope ya like it!
(Hold on a sec am I sounding like Argo?)
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NOVEMBER , FIRST FLOOR OF AINCRAD
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I finally made it. The city of Tolbana, the closest town to the labyrinth of the first floor of Aincrad, was finally right in front of me. Other players washed around me like water, going down the drain that was the city's entrance.
I wanted to find a good room in an inn first-- well, maybe not even an inn. Anything would do. I'd realized how much I depended on Eon's information from the beta test, but she hadn't said anything specific about inns or good places to stay on any floors, in any towns. I was on my own for that.
Honestly, I'm not picky about where I sleep, but I have to sleep somewhere inside town limits, or else I would be inconveniently killed by a monster. Fun. So to find a nice place... After a second I shook my head, deciding it didn't exactly have to be nice, and started down the brick street. I would like, though, an NPC house right on the town's outskirts, so I turned at the first break-off and walked around the town in a circle right at the edge. When I reached the far part of the town, I saw the labyrinth looming in the distance, and smiled. As soon as I found somewhere to crash I would set out to clear it.
I was passing a large, warm, and beckoning farmhouse with a random donkey tied to a post in front of a stable in the back, which I knew would be too nice(the house, not the stable), when I saw a small shed a couple yards- I mean, like, backyard yards- behind it. It wasn't really rickety, it was probably owned by the same NPCs in that double-decker farmhouse, but it wasn't in top condition, either.
I went to it and continued walking past it, closer to the shadowed woods behind, and I quickly received the notification that I was outside of a safe zone. I smiled at the floating purple message, and turned back to the tin-roofed small square right inside the border.
I walked up and opened the door, unable to see anything inside due to the pure shadows the interior consisted of. I stepped back and materialized a heavy piece of random armor a monster had dropped earlier, which looked like a breastplate, and leaned it against the out-swinging open door to hold it that way. I leaned my head in, lifting a single foot to the floorboards. The sunlight that streamed in allowed me to see that the floor was clear of furniture, and there was also, surprisingly, no dust. On the far wall, something glinted, and it drew my eyes. There was a thorn-sharp, shiny black dagger hung there, facing down, by two nails under the simple crossguard.
The hairs on the back of my neck stood up, and I whirled around to survey the landscape. It could easily be a trap, the dagger... when someone went in to inspect it or pick it up, someone could close the door on the outside or slip in and PK...
I shook my head vigorously. This was a safe zone. Nothing would happen. And what were the chances of somebody coming close to here? What were the chances of somebody already setting a trap when the higher-level players just reached this town? Motive was a whole 'nother question. I turned back to the darkness, and stepped inside.
I gingerly lifted the knife off the nails, and walked back out. Simple as that despite my heart rate. You could say the place wasn't exactly homey just yet. I leaned against the outside of the shed, examining the dagger. It was completely black. The hilt was wrapped tightly in black cloth, the cross guard was simple, as I said before, and the double-sided blade resembled a cloudy night. The whole thing was six inches long, three for the hilt and three for the sharp. I tapped it lightly with my right pointer finger and read the statistics. It said it was unnamed, which surprised me, since all weapons in SAO had predetermined names, it was +0, and had nine upgrade attempts. I closed the window simultaneously whistling to myself.
