The player forums were buzzing.
Of course, they were always buzzing. The lore-hungry crowd never passed up any newly revealed game information, hoping to prepare themselves so they wouldn't be at a loss once they got into the game.
But after the Blood Eagle Clan completed its first race main quest, more than a hundred players who'd been sent back to the respawn point in one fell swoop by the berserk Wolfsbane vampires returned, taking the forum's excitement to a whole new level.
The main game group, created by the administrator Alpha, was abuzz with discussion.
Meow King: Damn! Are your mouths all machine guns? How long has it been? Already 999+ messages! It's 999+ every day! Don't any of you have jobs?
Exploding Belly: Jobs, jobs, what jobs! I quit! Now I spend every day holed up at home playing games. Apart from meals and bathroom breaks, I wish I could spend all twenty-four hours in Transia.
They need me here!
Lord Murphy's cause needs me!
And that manticore I pet needs me too! I don't know if it's just my imagination, but that damn thing's getting pickier about food lately.
Sister Pomegranate Pulls Out the Weeping Willow: @Like a Tiger Climbing a Tree, don't go farming gnoll points while I'm dead! Ever heard of sportsmanship?
Like a Tiger Climbing a Tree: OK, I'm taking a break right now. That battle wore me out.
I didn't have a clear idea of how strong the vampire clans were before. I always thought vampires were a fringe civilization on the continent, but after fighting the elite troops of one faction under the Wolfsbane Clan, I realized I may have underestimated the vampires.
I don't know about the other clans, but with the Wolfsbane Clan's combat strength, those three hundred could probably