A new body. Fun, but Suzie was waiting. I jumped back into creation with a vigor.
CLASS
PROFILE
SPECIALITIES
ITEMS
"Class! Um, Mage!" I called out. A list of options appeared before me. Artisian, Enchanter, Magician, Summoner, Wizard, Necromancer, and a whole list of other spellcasting types I'd never heard of. In the end, I chose Enchanter.
"Profile! Um, what the heck is my profile?"
A female voice answered my question. "A profile is an optional description of your character made publicly available."
"Oh. Okay. Profile: Born of the twined blood, secrets are revealed." I smiled as the utter gibberish appeared. Truth be told, I liked my secrets.
"Specialties?"
"Your class, Enchanter, is entitled to one of the following specialties. Illusion, Transformation, Psychic. The specialty will be more powerful than the other disciplines."
"Transformation. Items?"
The scene around me vanished and, in a very Matrix rip-off way, shelves of stuff surrounded me.
Cheap stuff, too. I ended up with a couple of dark-blue robes with gold-thread highlights, a rapier (fairly shoddy craftsmanship) and some silver rings that looked magicy. I had bling. Yes, you may laugh. I did.
Then it was time.
