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The following events took place two years ago, I will never forget it.   ꧁ ꧂꧁ ꧂꧁꧂   Stepping back on the world of Arinar in my old and worn out gears has been both a new and nostalgic feeling to me at the same time. I have disappeared for about three years in game, yet despite playing here for straight five years— the three years that I was gone was enough to make me a stranger.    Viewing every player's info and inspecting them feels like solving a puzzle. It made me ask questions to myself. "Have I met this player before? Did this player change its name?"   I was saddened by the truth that they have forgotten me and I have forgotten them as well. Was three years that long to cast such forgetfulness? But what saddened me the most is that those who awaited my arrival were no longer here.   My previous Guild to which I have poured my entirety and loyalty to for five years was nowhere to be found. It may be a small guild but our bonds were not easily broken, like chains made of steel. After pondering for a while a familiar name suddenly popped up in my friends list, someone whom I remember well and remembered me— an old guild mate.   He is now currently staying in one of the strongest guilds here in the Legion side. Seeing that he was in good shape and his gears greatly improved from the last time I saw him three years ago greatly filled my heart with joy.    Before turning all my efforts on being a Charmer I was a guild-less Shaman before all throughout the final quests of Irselnort when the Leader of a small guild stumbled upon me and sent me an invitation. It was a blessing since I met him during my time of distress in Berengar's Cave in the fifth town of Irselnort where there are a lot of Boss quests I still can't do on my own. If not for my old Guild Leader Deeznutzzz I wouldn't have reached far or maybe I would have backed down and stepped away from Arinar forever. From that day on all of my Characters were devoted to his small guild, the guild <DeepImpact> which is nowhere to be seen.    Being stuck in the past is not the right way, maybe the chains of our bonds were truly strong. I too must break the chains holding me and move on forward and find a new guild. Other players find it easy to join a Guild, a single ask for an invite and you will immediately get one. But for me that was not the case. Finding a new Guild to join was not an easy task, well for me that is.   For some reason people were skipping me as if I were some droppings left by an animal. A day has passed of asking and still not a single invite, then came the second and still none. No matter how hard I try to shout and ask I still didn't receive any guild invitations even from low level guilds.   Looking back on how I ended up on my previous guild I didn't ask for any invitations yet a guild Leader invited me anyway. Maybe that has always been the way for me, just wait for it and it will surely come. But the waiting time sure is taking long, and I have long the companionship I have missed throughout the years that I am gone.    Is it because of my gears that I am getting no invites? I checked my equipment and it is quite under level for the current era, you might even call them "relics of the past" but I believe they pose no problem since I too am under level and no longer at the maximum level cap which is 34. Or is it because I lack bracelets? Maybe that's it! It is something the Gods of Arinar has permitted during my absence, maybe that is the reason why. Having no bracelets  equipped make me do look suspicious, like a Sentinel spy. I rushed to the nearest dealer and browsed through his wares, and to my surprise the prices of items have gone ridiculously high compared to three years ago. Anyways, I bought the cheapest bracelet I could find and equip it right away without hesitation.   I tried to ask once more for a Guild invitation and waited for some moments to take by.   Yet I still didn't get any guild invitations.    Getting desperate each passing time I remember seeing there was a single Unity Sign on the Dealer's ware for sale while looking for a bracelet, and that one thing crossed my mind—   "What if I just make my own Guild?" I laughed since it was a terrible idea. That would be hard and impossible for me.   I know it since in my previous guild we even had to share our gold to level it up since our leader isn't someone financially able to. And we even had to wait for the right time to do so during the fateful time of the Guild discount events. I remember it took us a year to level our Guild from level 2 to 3 and another two years to level it up to 4. Also Guild Points and Unity Signs don't grow on trees and sprout out of nowhere like rainbows after the rain.   Managing a guild is not something I can do in my current state, but I still bought the Unity Sign from the dealer with the intention of creating a new one. I have already begun thinking of a good name for the Guild I'm about to create.    Little did I know that after leaving the dealer's shop I would receive the one I thing I have been asking the whole time— a Guild Invitation from a player who was just watching me stand beside the Dealer.   "Player Xprohealer has invited you to the Guild SLAYER."   Finally, after all my hopes had been lost and darkness had engulfed everything, a beacon of light came at the right time. If it had been a minute later then the world of Arinar must have witnessed the birth of a new Guild. But I guess this invitation is far better than me making my own Guild or else I would have wasted a Unity Sign.   That Shaman Xprohealer who invited me in the Guild got a scolding from the Leader and Heirs as he was only a Challenger and he needs to ask permission first to recruit other players. He was demoted back to being a Rookie, well the same rank as me now. I felt sad for his demotion, so in order to pay him back I deposited the Unity Sign I bought earlier in the Guild Warehouse in his name.   I was surprised at first since it was one of the Guilds I expect not to get into. Even back then when I was just starting out it has been one of our front line Guilds against the Sentinels. I promised to myself that I will not disappoint them by any means so I did my best to earn Guild Points by doing daily quests on Ayvondil and the main quests of Almahad.   Well, there was something I noticed that upsets me a bit about doing daily quests in the T4 sector. Back then we would always do it in a party since the bosses were too strong for us to handle, but now everyone has gone strong to go alone that they don't need a party anymore to complete all the daily quests. Lucky for me that I am a Charmer and I too can manage the daily quests on my own with the help of healing potions. I still always look for a party when doing the daily quests here. Does becoming strong really isolate us from each other?   Maybe that's the reason for the discovery of the island of Almahad then so we must join hands with each other. Well, who knows? Maybe it is. The island of Almahad is not for the lone wolf after all, players who have isolated themselves from others have given up on it. It is not something someone can do alone. Good thing for me is I have found a new guild who can help me face its adventures.   We have received a message earlier from our Heirs that we need to gather in location of King's Library in Er-Sahil. Well that just happened to be near the Adventurer's hideout where I am about to submit my quest to the guild master. The wide bustling town of Er-Sahil on Almahad was the biggest town I have seen on Arinar that it could rival a whole territory of a sector in Ayvondil. Getting from one end to the other will take some time, bringing quests items from one place to the other is frustrating. It reminded me of that one quest in my beginning island of Moraktar when I had to collect multiple dice quest items on locations far from each other.   After submitting my quest I darted of towards the flagged location in map. There for the first time I have witnessed many players whose names were in color green, the color of a guild mate.   "What are we gonna do?" "I don't know."   Those were most of the words that came out as we slowly gathered. Our numbers increase in the marked location as Guild Heirs call out every single player that's not in the location.   I just noticed that we had members of the strongest Legion guild in the realm joined in our ranks, the <SiThLoRdS>. They stood out from us just by their presence alone. The Guild Heirs explained to us that they will be leading the event called "In Search of Almonomicon".   "Almonomi- what?" I asked myself.   It is a Guild Event that my new guild has failed to complete due to their lack of knowledge on how certain mechanics work inside the event.  Being in a small guild for most of my time these big Guild events were something I am not wary of and accustomed to, even back then before my three year leave I did not have the idea that they exist if they have existed back then. The events we held back then on our very own small guild were simple ones, such as all of us running through the easy difficulty of Champion's Colosseum, going through the Astral Labyrinth or just whatever crazy stuff our guild Leader decides. Little they were but for us little players they were big.   "Everyone, make parties!" They ordered us.   We made parties and waited for the event to start. The anticipation grew each passing second. Then at last, the countdown began.   "3, 2, 1"   The event started, the gates of the temple opened and we all rushed inside.    "All stand near the NPCs!" Shouted the ones leading us.    I didn't really know what was going on and about to happen, but we obeyed the orders. We stood beside the NPCs and they started to move, we followed them as they walked towards the next location. Just as I thought that it would be an easy task of standing beside the NPCs and following them then I was dead wrong— a wave of monsters appeared on all sides! They were insanely strong that some of us began to fall on the ground. I too would be one of them if I haven't used a healing potion in time.    "Shamans use Heal Totems! Tanks spam agro! All stand on the NPCs!"   The orders continued while chaos ensued. I kept on summoning my wolves to deter the monsters while also casting Bird and heal on myself and my injured party members. I also hope that I won't run out of healing potions before this all ends.We all marched together, as if linked by an invisible chain pulling us together towards the end. Without noticing it we passed through the stages one after another by just following the orders and sticking together.   Finally the dark and damp enclosure has been replaced by the blinding glares of the sun on the sparkling sand and marble buildings, we were now back outside. We actually finished the event! It was also my first to hold the newest currency: Silver Dirhams. I have only earned a handful amount for now but having it for the first time feels like I have achieved so much. What felt like an endless battle came to a conclusion, victory was ours. It feels like I have taken a big step on the Land of Arinar, the sudden urge to experience all that I haven't experienced yet came to me. It felt like a new game, a new beginning.   "I want to play again, and catch up to all I have missed. I regretted that It took me this long to return." Is what I said to myself.    We celebrated as if something monumental had happened, to me it was more than that.    I felt something familiar as we rejoice. Those feelings I felt before in our small guild when we succeeded on even something small, that feeling finally came to me after all the years. The feeling of accomplishment together with friends. Celebrating with others is better than celebrating alone after all.    I felt them, my old friends were here too.They are all happy that I have finally returned. They are pushing me to go forward, and to where I go they will be there too. This is also their victory, not only ours.    I don't need to cut the chains shackled to the past, these chains are what connects us, I will carry them. The experiences and the memories. The victories and defeats, the lessons and laughter.    These chains are my strength. They may be heavy as they grow in numbers but I'll muster up and carry them all. They might tangle with each other but as the one carrying them it is my duty to untangle them. They might break but I will try my best to hold on until my hands no longer can hold them. I will keep on linking chains on everyone I meet, and keep on hammering them until they are strong.   ꧁ ꧂꧁ ꧂꧁꧂   -fin....     

Всем доброго времени суток.      Впереди много букоф, осторожно!  Присаживайтесь и берите эль.        Так получилось, что снова вышел литературный конкурс, и хоть я почти не играю, всё равно продолжаю держать руку на пульсе игры, при этом одним глазом поглядывая на форум, так как за почти 14 лет геймплея есть что вспомнить. Поэтому я здесь с рассказом, если этот очерк можно так назвать. Поехали!     В психологии есть такое явление, как идентификация. Это отождествление себя, как личности, с какими-то персонажами из книг, фильмов или игр. Простыми словами говоря, люди играющие на саппортах, в реальной жизни связаны с каким-то делом, которое приносит пользу окружающим, будьто нянечки в яслях или медперсонал в больнице. Это так, один из быстрых примеров. Вот на эту тему я бы и хотел провести небольшой монолог, и возможно дискуссию уже в комментариях.     И да, знаю, есть ещë идейные игроки за определенные роли вне зависимости от погоды и баланса, есть ролевики, и есть категория "Гильдии нужно 5 магов - значит вы идёте качаться за магов!". Но сегодня не про них.       Безусловно, нельзя сказать, что игрок катающий на роге, который сливает нубов у порта или вар на арене, который первым идёт файтиться, однозначно будет в жизни каким-нибудь военным или полицейским. НО, но мне хватает уверенности отметить исходя из личных примеров и наблюдений, что часто геймплей какого-то класса, отражает некоторые личные черты характера игрока. Многие мои знакомые, кто играл и в нашу любимую войну за копьё, и другие схожие проекты, на ролях ДД, в жизни являются упорными, прямолинейными, не сказать, что наглыми людьми, но знающими чего хотят, и идущими вперёд за своей целью, иногда по головам. Пробивные ребята одним словом. А есть примеры, как люди, которые были поддержкой для своей семьи, старались помочь своим близким и друзьям, потом шли в варспу отдохнуть и садились на кого? Правильно, на жрецов или друидов и шли уже помогать своей гильдии или кп, так как привыкли что этого от них ждут с обеих сторон телефона. Я и сам, честно говоря, из таких людей что описал выше, но об этом чуть позднее ещё буду молвить.     Нельзя утверждать, что всё сказанное выше - плохо или хорошо. Просто так работает наш мозг и нервная система. Всё в норме, пока это не скатывается в абсурд и прочие крайности. "Я заклинатель, возьму ка я себе домой 10 дворняг". Тут не то, что собаки завоют, но и соседи, и участковый.        В своё время эта игра стала мне вторым домом, среди той нагрузки, что приходилось нести в реальности. Но кто бы сомневался, что я попробую перенести свой опыт из одной плоскости в другую...     С детства много читал - журналы, книги, иногда газеты. Особенное место в моём сердце занимало фентези. Все эти драконы, маги, авантюристы и рыцари, гоблины и оборотни, всё это было мне, как бальзам на душу. И этим наша игровая вселенная меня зацепила. Как рыбку на крючок.     Я начинал играть друидом, рогой, бд, но как-то всё было не то... То одно не нравилось в классе, то другое. Ровно до момента, пока не пришлось временно забросить игру. Пиксели ушли сильно на второй план.     Умирает отец. У нас с ним были местами сложные отношения, нормальной семьёй это было сложно назвать, но я его любил и он меня любил, и вот близкого человека нет рядом. И больше никаких слов не получится ему сказать...     Это сильно подкашивает меня и маму, как в моральном, так и в физическом плане. Теперь нужно как-то держаться, не раскисать, помогать собирать документы, а в то время это был ещё тот квест, одновременно с этим дальше учится (мне было 13 лет на тот момент) и искать какую-то подработку с зарплатой на руки, чтобы помочь семье. Спойлер: нашёл и работал там 4 года, пока не перестал подходить по возрасту. Не скажу, что работа в этом временном этапе давалась как-то сложно, но сейчас я понимаю, что детство и подростковый образ должны были проходить немного иначе, более свободно что-ли. Ну что поделать, родным всё равно нужно помогать, жизнь иногда такая и больше никакая.    После папы умирает ещё несколько близких родственников с его стороны, что ещё сильнее давит, и я начинаю активно играть, чтобы как-то отвлечься. Тут-то мне и бросается в глаза класс паладина. Доброго воителя, опоры своей группы, защитника всего хорошего. Ну прям идеал святости. Была - не была - регистрирую персонажа и иду качаться. Класс тогда был ещё свежим, игроков на этом нубе было много и прокачка была более хардкорной, чем сейчас. Да и эспертками тогда не пахло, хотя все игроки уже ставили свечаи за древо прокачки. Приходилось качаться с одной дд кнопкой, что знатно меня щекотало, и приходили злые мысли бросить всё, если бы не случайная ночная мысль: много сложностей случилось в жизни, хочется сдаться, а тут еще и любимой игре какая-то шляпа, но нельзя взять и всё бросить. Не по правилам жизни вот так просто сдаваться (Привет ванильным цитатам из ВК тех годов). Поэтому я пересилил себя. Стал стараться не забивать на учёбу, хорошо показывать себя на работе, лучше относится к родным, а в игре продолжил прокачку. Да, долгую, неудобную, гильдий ещё не существовало, кп и друзей почти не было в тот момент. Моя прокачка в варспире стала своеобразным мерилом моего терпения и устойчивости в жизни. Я же играю за хорошего рыцаря, ну как я могу сдаться. Не важно где. И не сдался. Нигде, хотя моментами было ну очень тяжело.         Эта психологическая цепочка сравнения себя с паладином в игре, помогла мне пройти многолетний путь из трудностей и личного развития. При чём тут развитие, скажите вы? Да всё просто. Паладин кто? Правильно! Танк-саппорт. И пусть те, кто скажут, что в те года паладин не был танком - выйдут из зала. Знаю, что назвать его таким было очень сложно.     Я как танк, старался принимать удар на себя, стараясь погасить конфликт в зародыше, особенно если это касалось моих друзей. Думаю следствием этого стало, что потом я стану работать менеджером и моя работа будет связана с функционированием всего коллектива. Буду всех поддерживать, стараться помочь и научить чему-то новому. А если возникали какие-то конфликты с гостями или клиентами, я старался всегда выйти первым и решить ситуацию, не подставляя под удар своих сотрудников.       А ещë чем хорош паладин? Точно. Хил. Какое совпадение, что моя мама медработник со стажем работы почти в два раза больше, чем мне лет. Поэтому я посчитал своей обязанностью выучить медицинское дело на самом базовом уровне (Нет, образования у меня нет). Поэтому оказать первую помощь соги, начать сразу хилить, если кто заболел в семье или плюс минус разбираться в банках хп, они же лекарства - я научился. Прокачал талант, скажем так.       А ещё паладин - прототип идейного рыцаря добра, который верит в свет и идёт до конца, не бросая товарищей и помогая всем. И я как бы скопировал эту черту класса на себя. Стал больше оптимистом, стал замечать больше хорошего вокруг себя. Да, плохое всё равно есть и вряд ли куда-то исчезнет, так зачем на нём тогда заострять внимание? Надо работать с тем хорошим, что есть сейчас и стараться его приумножить.         Вот так казалось бы простая пиксельная мобильная игра, дала направляющий толчок в моей жизни, породила ростки некоторых хороших качеств и психологически помогала в трудные периоды жизни.     Откровенно говоря - варспир это одно из немногих произведений, которое очень сильно повлияло на мою жизнь в лучшую сторону. А чего только стоит лор игры, до сих пор люблю его читать, когда выходят сюжетные обновления. Это же прокачивает творческую жилу, грамотность и фантазию в голове читающего.     В общем мой варспир это не про то, что игры портят людей и делают их жестокими, как принято считать некоторыми людьми. Мой варспир это про идейность, становление на правильный путь и про закалку своих хороших качеств.     С паладином у меня кстати потом ещё было много интересных моментов. Начиная от весëлых игровых моментов в гильдии и на ивентах, заканчивая попытками поставить определенные рекорды или вызовы за свой класс и снятием небольших обзоров или гайдов по механикам скиллов.     Всем спасибо, что прочитали простыню, хорошего дня и позитива.     И помните, свет рождается не на восходе солнца, свет рождается в душе и горит там, согревая изнутри.  Добра всем паладинам и не только им 🔥  

Durante minhas aventuras em outro reino (outro jogo) , conheci uma druida incrível. Ela já havia percorrido as terras de Arinar, mas naquele momento explorava novos mundos. Quando finalmente descobrimos tudo o que aquele reino tinha a oferecer, ela me fez um convite que mudaria minha história: conhecer as maravilhas de Melvendil.   Ela falava daquela terra com tanto entusiasmo que era impossível não ficar curioso. Contava sobre um dragão colossal chamado Kronus, ilhas flutuantes que pareciam desafiar os céus e cidades submersas que escondiam valiosos tesouros.   Convencido por suas histórias, decidi partir para Arinar junto a ela. Seguindo sua recomendação, tornei-me um Blade Dancer (dançarino das lâminas). Desde os meus primeiros passos, ela esteve ao meu lado, ajudando nas missões, ensinando os segredos daquele mundo e tornando cada descoberta ainda mais especial.  MELVENDIL: Ao chegar às terras de Arinar, minha adaptação foi muito mais fácil do que eu imaginava. Afinal, eu tinha ao meu lado aquela druida misteriosa, que me guiava por cada novo desafio e tornava tudo menos dificil para um aventureiro novato.   Naquela época, escolhi usar o mesmo nome que carregava em meu reino anterior, Maxgamerrj. Eu ainda não sabia, mas no futuro esse nome mudaria, assim como muitas outras coisas em minha jornada.   Quando chegou a hora de escolher minha classe, a druida não hesitou em me recomendar o Blade Dancer. Seu argumento era irresistível, ela dizia que a classe conseguia aguentar bem os golpes dos inimigos e causar um grande dano ao mesmo tempo.  Então eu aceitei sem pensar duas vezes. Mas aqui vai um pequeno spoiler da minha história: por um bom tempo, eu me arrependeria dessa decisão. IRSELNORT: Quando finalmente cheguei a Irselnort, percebi que a aventura estava apenas começando. Até então, eu acreditava que já tinha enfrentado desafios suficientes, mas aquela ilha tratou de me mostrar o contrário.   Sempre gostei de explorar por conta própria, porém em Irselnort isso era praticamente impossível. Havia inimigos por todos os lados, prontos para finalizar meus lacaios e a mim. Mais de uma vez fui derrotado sem dó nem piedade enquanto tentava descobrir novos caminhos sozinho. Foi nessa fase que minha dependência da druida aumentou consideravelmente. Ela não era apenas minha companheira de viagem, muitas vezes era a diferença entre avançar na jornada ou voltar derrotado para a estatua de renascimento. Algumas missões ficaram marcadas para sempre na minha memória, e nem sempre por bons motivos. As famosas Sombras de Berengar testaram minha paciência inúmeras vezes.   Foi também em Irselnort que o Labirinto Astral entrou para a minha rotina. Depois das 19 horas, era quase certo que eu estaria por lá, enfrentando perigos ao lado de outros aventureiros em busca de XP. Olhando para trás, percebo que investi incontáveis horas naquele lugar, mas não me arrependo.  AYVONDIL: Quando cheguei a Ayvondil entrei para minha primeira guilda. Foi também nesse momento que comecei a perceber que talvez escolher ser BD não tivesse sido a decisão mais inteligente. A classe não era muito valorizada no conteúdo competitivo, e as guildas costumavam priorizar personagens que pudessem contribuir mais nesses eventos. Somando isso ao fato de eu ainda ser um aventureiro de nível baixo, encontrar uma guilda que me aceitasse não foi tarefa fácil. Em alguns momentos, parecia que eu precisava implorar por uma oportunidade para provar meu valor. Apesar disso, Ayvondil acabou sendo uma das fases mais tranquilas da minha jornada. Diferente de Irselnort, eu já não encontrava tantos inimigos prontos para me eliminar a cada esquina. Grande parte do tempo era dedicada a explorar novas áreas e completar missões. E, como sempre, a druida permanecia ao meu lado. Sua ajuda constante transformava desafios difíceis em obstáculos superáveis, e graças a ela minha progressão foi muito mais rápida e agradável. Antes que eu percebesse, já havia alcançado a última ilha de Ayvondil, pronto para descobrir o que Arinar ainda reservava para mim. CEMITERIO DE NAVIOS: Entre todas as regiões de Ayvondil, uma das que mais me marcou foi o Cemitério de Navios. Aquele lugar parecia pertencer a outro mundo. Pela primeira vez, encontrei uma área onde a água não era apenas parte do cenário, mas uma mecânica importante da exploração. Era preciso mergulhas naquelas águas profundas se movendo lentamente. Em alguns momentos, a imersão era tão grande que era até possível se afogar naquelas águas.   Foi também nessa época que tomei uma decisão importante para minha identidade em Arinar. Até então, eu ainda utilizava o nome que havia trazido do meu reino anterior, Maxgamerrj. Apesar do apego, ele parecia genérico e longo demais. Então resolvi adotar um novo nome, mais simples e marcante, Maxyh. Sem saber, eu estava criando o nome que me acompanharia por todos os anos seguintes de aventura.   O Cemitério de Navios também me proporcionou encontros inesquecíveis. Foi lá que conheci um Blade Dancer chamado Bestbd. Ele era uma verdadeira lenda. Seu nome era conhecido por muitos jogadores, e ouvir suas histórias ou simplesmente conversar com ele era sempre algo divertido.   Mas talvez a maior descoberta daquela fase tenham sido os famosos eventos de guilda contra guilda. Pela primeira vez participei dos GvGs, cercado por centenas de jogadores lutando ao mesmo tempo. O caos das batalhas, a estratégia das guildas e a emoção de disputar objetivos em grupo me conquistaram imediatamente. Entre todos eles, o GvG Caos ocupou um lugar especial na minha memória. Embora o evento não exista mais hoje em dia, foi nele que consegui um traje valioso (kutulu) que vendi por uma grande quantia de ouro. O lucro daquela venda acelerou significativamente minha evolução dentro do jogo e me ajudou a conquistar objetivos que pareciam distantes. Talvez por isso eu guarde tanto carinho por aquele evento, além da diversão, ele representou um dos momentos que mais impulsionaram minha jornada em Arinar.   A MISTERIOSA DRUIDA: Acho que já está na hora de revelar quem era essa misteriosa druida que apareceu tantas vezes durante a minha jornada. Como vocês sabem, eu não a conheci em Arinar. Nosso encontro aconteceu em outro reino, muito antes de eu colocar os pés em Melvendil. O que começou como uma simples amizade entre dois jogadores acabou se transformando em algo muito maior. Conversa após conversa, aventura após aventura, nos aproximamos cada vez mais, até que começamos um relacionamento.   A druida que me apresentou o Warspear Online se chamava Anymary. Desde o meu primeiro dia em Arinar, ela esteve ao meu lado. Foi ela quem me ensinou as mecânicas do jogo, me ajudou nas missões mais difíceis, me acompanhou nas derrotas e comemorou comigo cada conquista. Quando eu pensava em desistir ou questionava minhas escolhas, era ela quem me incentivava a continuar. E isso aconteceu muitas vezes com meu BD.   Durante boa parte da minha jornada, eu acreditava ter escolhido a classe errada. Via outras classes sendo mais requisitadas, encontrando grupos com mais facilidade e recebendo mais reconhecimento. Mas a Any me mostrou algo que eu ainda não conseguia enxergar, cada classe tem seus pontos fortes, e o verdadeiro potencial de um personagem aparece quando aprendemos a dominar ele.   Foi graças a ela que aprendi a admirar e amar meu Blade Dancer. Enquanto muitos jogadores buscavam apenas equipamentos mais fortes, nós encontrávamos diversão principalmente nas arenas e nos GvGs. Como Blade Dancer e Druida, formávamos uma dupla que exigia coordenação, estratégia e confiança. Muitas vezes enfrentávamos adversários com equipamentos muito superiores aos nossos, mas ainda assim conseguíamos competir de igual para igual. Não era apenas questão de atributos ou equipamentos. Era habilidade e acima de tudo, a sinergia que construímos lutando juntos durante tantos anos.   Hoje, olhando para trás, percebo que a melhor recompensa que encontrei no Warspear Online não foi um traje raro, um item quebrado ou uma grande quantidade de ouro. Foi encontrar alguém para compartilhar toda essa jornada. Aquela druida que um dia me convidou para conhecer as maravilhas de Arinar não é apenas uma companheira de aventuras. Ela se tornou minha parceira, e atualmente dividimos não apenas batalhas em Arinar, mas também nossa vida fora do jogo.    

Мелодии из Chrono Trigger звучат так, словно их продиктовали небеса

Мне нравится это украшение с буквицей, имитирующее средневековую рукопись