"Ugh....oh, man! Talk about a lot to learn on this one!" Ardeel groans as he trudges into the Town of Beginnings. Since he left his party, all he had done is interview and interview and interview player after player after player. Tiptoeing through nearly every nook and cranny of each player hub area on the floors conquered thus far was a task not fit for the ordinary man, or even that of the most dedicated scuttlebutt. Ardeel was beat! It didn't help also that he would eventually get chewed out for such a practice, the conversation going a little something like this:
"Doing all that investigating is a rookie mistake, you know."
"Well, I gotta do something! How else will I obtain information?"
"No, buddy. I don't have a problem with your passion for the practice, but you should consider being more, I dunno, calculated about it? From what I overheard, I can't say I'm entirely in tune with your line of information at this time, but take it from an info-broker like me that you should probably get a better game plan for yourself. Here, I'll tell you what: take one of these books. They're helpful for any info-broker out there."
"Huh, thanks. Not sure why you were following me exactly, but thanks anyhow."
And that was it. Ardeel didn't quite catch the mysterious individual's name, but the sound of the player's voice led him to believe the player was likely a girl. It didn't matter anyway. Seemed like that player knew what she was doing. A beta-tester, maybe? Either way, the advice was appreciated if he was going to gather more information on player killings in the game. Immersed in his thoughts as he moved along, he accidentally bumps into Dean.