Dungeon of Basra!
A place filled by numerous monsters, was located close to the kingdom’s capital.
“A free spot in a party. Anyone willing to join? We have 30 people and promise a fast hunt.”
“Looking for a skilled warrior.”
“Selling healing herbs. Cheaper than in stores! Batch purchases are welcome!”
Weed, who just approached the cave of Basra, was watching players form parties. Some were joining the already existing parties, some were creating new ones. And all of them were hanging around the dungeon entrance.
In cave of Basra, monsters not only granted plentiful experience but dropped decent loot. Therefore its entrance was always crowded with players. Though no one dared to enter it alone which was way too dangerous.
“Do you want to join a party?”
Quietly standing Weed was approached by a few people accompanying a warrior with white plumage on his hat, who was the one to ask the question. Not waiting for an answer he continued:
“Excuse me, what are your level and profession? I see you have a sword so you must be some kind of fighter and one of our spots just got free, maybe you would join us?”
Weed slowly examined the man with the plumage. Not so much his looks as his equipment.
“Duke’s helmet, weapons and armor of The British Confederation, items for level 180 and above. Costs 800 gold.”
“Our group has 15 people. Everyone is of level 170 or higher. My name is Vintich, we are from Mavros Guild. So how about it, want to hunt together?”
Just the fact of them being from Mavros Guild would mean a positive response from any other player. Weed though slowly shook his head.’
“Sorry, but I’m not looking for group.”
“Huh?”
“I’ll manage myself.”
“…”
Followed by confused stares, Weed headed into the cave.
In the cave of Basra players were hunting from level 120 and up to 300. The dungeon had four floors, every next one having stronger monsters than the previous.
But it was not monster’s strength that was driving off lone players, but their extremely annoying ability to steal items. In short, if you die – they rob you. Sometimes they would even go so far as to take your equipped armor.
As a result, after dying, player would not only lose experience but 3-4 times more items than usual. Therefore it took a certain amount of resolve to hunt in this dungeon. However, thieves of Basra were dropping good items, so it was never empty.
“He said it’s on the 3rd floor.”
Weed carefully slipped through 1st and 2nd floors, trying not to interfere with hunting parties too much.
“Gotta be careful if I don’t want to become a pincushion after appearing too suddenly.”
Once Weed decided to hunt, first thing he did was contacting Mapan. But he had to refuse due to being too busy. As far as Weed knew, after selling items in the auction the merchant raised his level quite a bit and earned a lot of money, which he used to purchase a title and form a trading group under his name.
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