"I guess I'll go with her traveling in a group," Jon mumbled to himself as he selected, "Yes I travel with a group,". The screen switched back to the Character Creator screen again, though it only had a text box in the middle of the page with a message above it saying:
"You have decided to have a group join your adventure, please enter your character's personality and RUNE QUEST will match three AI characters to join your group."
'That's strange, I didn't have to give her any personality traits before. Oh well, maybe it's to make the selection process easier for the computer.' Jon thought, he shrugged it off and entered Jen's personality.
PERSONALITY: Jen is a cunning young woman and is very skilled in her line of work. She is kind and helpful to those in need, but if she or anyone she knows is threatened or harmed, she will become a silent and lethal killer. She hardly shows any emotion and when she does its either a small smile or a burning glare, other than that she usually appears emotionless. When she talks she speaks in a monotone, void of all emotions.
Jon then selected the DONE option and waited for the game to select Jen's three companions. Jon jumped when the trumpet's sounded once more and three avatars appeared on the screen, along with their individual information.
NAME: Meesae
GENDER: Female
AGE: l20 physical age: 25
RACE: Naga
CLASS: Sorceress
CLOTHING:Sleeveless, midriff-baring brown leather tunic, grey wolf hide skirt, a black hooded cloak, gold necklace with a large sparkling emerald and a scarlet cloth sash.
WEAPONS: Jewel tipped wooden staff, enchanted steel sword.
APPEARANCE: Tall human half, with a slight build, nearly white skin, a small-featured face, long wavy black hair, small pointed ears and glowing amber eyes. Tail is 10' long and covered in Dark and light green scales in a diamond pattern.
NAME: Ysatia
GENDER: Female
AGE: 2000 physical age: 20
RACE: Dark Elf
CLASS: Ranger/Huntress
CLOTHING: Sleeveless, skin-tight, forest green cotton tunic, tan legging's, leather knee-high boots, dark green hooded cloak, leather belt and leather arrow quiver.
WEAPONS: Long bow, mithril sword, 2 long bladed iron daggers, 4 throwing knives, and 100 steel tipped arrows.
APPEARANCE: Tall with a slim, but slight build, very dark, almost black skin, long straight platinum hair, grey-green eyes and long pointy ears.
NAME: Lilly
GENDER: Female
AGE: 17
RACE: Human
CLASS: Healer
CLOTHING: Tight, long-sleeved, white shirt, tight brown leather bodice, long knee length grey skirt, white legging's, leather belt, leather boots and healer's satchel.
WEAPONS: Steel short sword and an iron dagger
APPEARANCE: Petite with a slender build, a young pretty face, long dark brown hair and grey eyes.
After looking at the three character's with approval, Jon scrolled down the screen and spotted a new message:
"Do you accept these three as your companions? If so, click done and you will begin your adventure."
Jon clicked DONE and waited for the game to return to the tavern, when he a chill swept through his body.
"What is going on? Why does it suddenly feel so cold? And why does it feel like I'm pulled toward. . . the. . . screen. . ." he trailed off as he recalled the last few words of the message:
"You will begin your adventure."
"I'll begin my adventure? What did it mean by that? It couldn't possibly be s-!" Suddenly a vortex formed on the computer monitor and Jon was pulled from his seat sending him hurling towards the screen that seemed to be growing the closer he got. Then as soon as Jon reached the middle of the vortex, there was a brilliant flash of light and he found himself gliding through a whirling tunnel of blue light. As he continued on his course, Jon's body was suddenly wracked with unbelievable pain. Bones shifted, cracked, lengthened and shrank. Muscles tore, repaired themselves, shrank, repositioned themselves and grew. Fat melted and redistributed itself throughout his body, concentrating mostly on his chest and ass. His face burned as his features shifted and softened while his hair felt like something was trying to pull it from his scalp, but were failing. That all paled in comparison to the pain in his crotch. Just as Jon thought he had passed the worst, there was another blinding flash of light and then he knew nothing more.
