ESO Gothic
-You have entered this dungeon for the one hundreth time, running to the bosses, killing them, clearing out the dungeon, searching for the chests. You still haven't gotten the piece you need. How much time has passed? You just don't know.
-"Comrade" You hear. Oh no. They have found you. "A word." They continue as you start to run. "Over here, Initiate." You cannot escape.
-"The Guild has need of you, comrade." You are still running. Have you ever stopped? You need to escape.
-"Do you know how long I've been looking for you?" Stuga says. It almost feels like home.
-You try to teleport. "You are busy" appears on your screen. You are not busy.
-"Someone declined the invite" the group finder says. Noone has declined the invite. "You were placed at the front of the queue."
-"Forming group" It says. Nothing happens. You're not sure how long it's been trying to form the group. You go fishing.
-"At'avar, where are you?" You point to where At'avar is. He still hasn't found him. You give up.
-You equip a new outfit. Your pauldrons are floating. Maybe someday you can float like them.
-You are trying to use a Crafting Station but a bear stands over it. You cannot push it aside, or target the station. You sigh, and search for a different place.
-You cannot see anything on screen anymore. The Twilight Matriarch flaps her wings right into your face. It clips through her wings as you start to cry.
-A necromancer summons their Flesh Atronarch Ultimate. You have an immediate fight or flight response.
-"CC immunity" You say, as you take a sip of your drink. "I haven't heard that name in a long time."
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