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『Into the Dungeon』

Jack turned towards the group of players, his eyes traveling over each one of them.

"Did any of you find a map whilst scavenging?" He crossed his arms over his chest, wondering if any of them found anything on the corpses from earlier.

Runa, Nakajima and Kokei all looked to one another before turning their gaze to him.

"No," Nakajima shook his head slightly before looking over towards the Princess, taking a gander at her hips, which were exposed by the skirting on either side.

Runa would take out a leather bound journal from her inventory, holding it up slightly, "This might hold some information in it, but I don't think there's a map."

Jack stared at the item for a few seconds before reaching out for it, tugging it free from her fingers before flipping it open. His eyes scanning over the first blood stained page of parchment, it appeared to be a dated Journal, likely belonging to one of the younger members of the band of thugs that tried to rob them in their sleep.

"Hm..." However when he made it down to the written language, it differed from Japanese and English. The written language seemed to be made mostly glyphs, the kind seen in ancient ruins of the game which hadn't ever been translated.

Whatever, wherever this place was, it appeared to have a lot in common with the game world, but also a lot of different things. From what he could tell, they couldn't use the same class magic system as Players.

They seemed to be chanting whenever they use magic, so this definitely made it easier for Jack to fight and destroy their magic users before they even get their first fireball out.

Jack's eyes drifted over towards the girl, "You any good at linguistics?"

Runa shook her head and ran her hand through her white hair, "I doubt I'll even be able to read Elvish, let alone whatever that mess is."

"Tch, Great, you're as 'useful' as the other Elf." Jack let out a sigh as he flickered his gaze on over to Nakajima who was now staring at the Princess.

"Other Elf?" Vivi turned blue in the face after being essentially called useless.

"Keep your eyes up, Nakajima," Jack warned as he seem to like how the swordsman was eying the elf he had just pretty much put into his household. Not that he had a residence.

He turned his head and looked towards the Dungeon Altar's Statue.

Kokei walked up to Jack, a partially ruined piece of rolled up parchment in his hand.

Jack looked over it before nodding to the skeleton, lightly taking the item off of his hands before opening it and looking over what appeared to be a map.

The Elder member of the native Catfolk Tribe, stared at the skeleton, watching as it made its way over to the opposite side of the Lobby. "This Winged one has an Undead in one's service?"

Jack looked over at the Elder for a few seconds before looking down at the map he had spread between his hands. What he was seeing appeared to be reminiscent of a severely upscaled version of Central America and the Southern United States. However that was the only thing that resembled the game at all, as the South was uniquely shaped and above the Southern US, also deviated from known geological maps of planet Earth.

Based on the map, The Kingdom of Greyhorn which they were currently within the territory of, took up the territory equivalent of Honduras, Nicaragua and Costa Rica.

They were in the High North, well above the equator based on the map itself. Which explained why it was colder here than it would be in the actual Central America of Earth.