The sun, despite the truth of things felt so real in the summer locked middle floors. Heat shimmered down from on high, cruel ticking modifiers pinging in any players conditions lists. Without water or some kind of drink, eventually the Heat Exhaustion debuff would set in. A nasty one thar lowered your speed stats and made your Stamina lower too. The only hope was a drink or to hide in the shade of over head trees or in any shade you could get. In these times, guilds like Dagger Fall would take to loading up new Myers with drinks in their inventory and using them as the dedicated drink dispenser. The warriors in the adventuring party would be defensive, watching for theived or monsters. Few casters and support builds tagged along the middle.
They were walking to the next waypoint on their map, ranging a long journey just from the lowest floor since the game came out a trapped them inside. The leader from that day on had chased any rumor of a way out, setting up hunting parties, that eventually became known as the guild, united by the desire of freedom, and the bravery to Adventure far and wide.
That bravery right now was the reason Kiba was roasting away in his leather armor, a cloak of wolf skins, and was lugging all the liquids to keep his guild from getting hit by Heat Exhaustion. His dark brown hair was tied back, keeping his eyes open for danger as usual.
