To Kill Gods or Die Trying

Chapter 46-Frostfall Dungeon

"Alright! Can't wait!" I cheer sarcastically. We wait in line behind tens of other parties of players. This is the first and last day to do the Frostfall quest. I've never done a Frostfall quest because of two reasons:

1. My group and I only participated in continental missions.

2. December 24th is Christmas Eve, and as far as games go, I had to spend the holiday with my wife.

Well, with the current situation, there's no reason not to do it. It'll be fun and give us a break from the super serious mission at hand.

Every adventure guild comes to one place, first-come-first-serve, to attain the quest from the NPC office. The NPCO is a building run by NPCs who give quests. Other quests can be attained on the streets when NPCs ask you for a favor or you ask them for an opportunity. Most of the NPCs go to the NPCO to officially give quests to adventurers seeking.

We're all here to take a quest from the Mythos version of Santa Claus for the Frostfall quest.

It's like a line for a roller coaster at an amusement park. We're lucky we didn't come at rush hour for the quest, where people wait at least two hours just to get the quest after getting in line. You and your party(s) have 24 hours to complete the quest beginning on when you accept the quest.

A fat jolly man wearing all red and green, with a blue beard and nightcap greets us heartily at his booth.

"Ho ho ho! Welcome adventures, welcome! Ho ho ho!"

I chuckle. "We're here for the Frostfall quest, Saint Nathaniel," I announce.

"Ho ho ho!"

We snort and cough trying not to giggle. The ho ho ho is cracking me up too easily. These NPCs have their distinct and individual personalities, for better or for worse.

"You are the party leader? Ho ho ho?"

We turn around and laugh our brains out, muffled into our shirts. The guys in line behind us just laugh. Saint Nathaniel laughs heartily with more ho ho ho's making us laugh even more. No wonder people were leaving the building laughing.

We all compose ourselves and continue. Control yourself, Ben.

"I am," I reply.

"Ho ho ho! Very good! Here is your crystal, adventurer. Ho ho ho!" I grin, take the crystal from his hand, and put it in my inventory.

"Ho ho ho! You now have 24 hours to complete the quest. Good luck adventurers! Ho ho ho!"

We leave the building laughing.

"Ho ho ho!" Mack mimics.

"Dude, I was dying. He kept saying that, like, are you OK?" Rachel chuckles.

"That was awesome," I sigh taking the warp crystal out of my inventory. We are all geared up and ready to go. "Scotty, how do we use this?"

"You sure you don't want me to be party lead?" Scotty scoffs.

"That's a funny joke," I reply.

Scotty grins, takes the crystal, and places it on the floor. "Alright, link hands like love birds. Don't let go."

Scotty is a teen who knew the same D-Pop who led the culling when this all first started. He was D-Pop's second to the adventurer guild they led before it fell apart when shit hit the fan. I've seen him around all the time, whether it was in town or on the battlefield. I always wanted to say something, but I didn't know about it. He was in his lane and I was in mine. Just one of those things.