Chapters (17)
Once the small group arrived at the mansion, they snuck around back and “discovered” a secret door that was hidden underneath a patch of removable grass. What to do was fairly common knowledge at this point, but even if it wasn’t the quest’s giant, yellow, glowing markers made it obvious. Thankfully, there really wasn’t much to do. Once they approached the hidden entrance, the second part of the tutorial quest kicked in, and a status message appeared.
Welcome to the class selection quest. In order to familiarize yourself with the game, you will play each class for a portion of the dungeon. Don’t worry which class you are given or in which order: An event will occur at the end that will allow you to select the class you are most comfortable with.
Please select your first trial class by equipping your weapon set.
Note: Only one person may select each of the four base classes, Fighter, Rogue, Healer, and Mage, at any given time. If two players are holding a weapon set for the same class, the door to the dungeon will not open, and the quest will not progress to the next step.
Warning: Stat points will not be reset at the end of the quest. As such, we recommend players abstain from distributing points until they are certain which class they are going to pick. The difficulty of this dungeon should not require any prior farming or leveling to complete.
“Dibs on going Mage first!” Nick shouted.
“UGH!” Valerie grumbled. “You can’t! I really wanted it!”
Malik looked over at Valerie. “She gets the first crack at it. We already talked about it.”
“Fine,” Nick harrumphed. “I’ll take the Fighter then—unless you want to stop me from picking that class too?”
Malik glared at Nick for a second but then relented. “No, it’s all yours. I’ve wanted to take a crack at the Rogue anyway.”
“Don’t pick daggers. Pick the bow. You look so cool with a bow,” Valerie said, hovering around Malik as he pulled out the weapon.
Lucas blanched at the excessive PDA, which made him feel slightly nauseous.
While Nick was equipping his two swords, Lucas took off his pack and readied the Healer’s equipment, a magical scepter and shield. It was the only class that none of them had selected yet, so he didn’t have much of a choice.
The Healer’s scepter, much like the Mage’s staff, was not designed for physical damage. The inside had been hollowed out and loaded with what a computer geek from the early part of the century might recognize as something similar to a motherboard but with magical circuitry that allowed its wielder to cast spells. All a player had to do was select which spell he wanted to cast on the handle and then channel Holy Energy into the weapon to cast the spell.