Narhari was not one for prophecy, especially within a game. Immediately, Oracle was suspect; was this some way of Ymaggion Corp. toying with them? Was this all just a cruel, terrible game? Oracle's words seemed nothing more than a bread crumb trail, laid by those with ill intent. He ground his teeth together.
Still, he flipped through the message. There was little information here, that he hadn't already gotten from his guild, the Seekers. It was good to know that others had a similar idea, though. From all accounts, the Relics seemed exist outside of the rules of the game. The trapped players themselves were an anomaly. It was a simple conclusion to reach, that the Relics might be a key to freedom. One he'd come to before accepting Oracle's invitation.
He hadn't been in the game long. Only a few weeks before the release of Project Epsilon, in order to acquaint himself with the system. But he had experience with other gaming products such as this, and when one was trapped for every moment in a game, and did not require sleep, one's skill improved rapidly.
Narhari was still just a minor member of the Seekers, the lowest rank of Finder. They sought out "myths", and what would be considered cryptids, within the game. The relics were the pinnacle of that. Joining the Seekers had not been difficult. They were not picky; many of their members served only as an extra pair of eyes, and indeed many were members of other guilds simultaneously.
"What do you think of this prophecy?" Narhari said to the three near him, loud enough to hear over the din that had broken out anew.
Topic: Interordi RPG - Project Theta