<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Delete?</div><div class="spoiler_body"><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i1300.photobucket.com/albums/ag94/Autocad-E/e5f6e70df7223025d4c9ad963868f724_zpsliturywk.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Hayden<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Fire pit - Old Bastion Keep<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Senadra, Najarala, Kira, Open<br/><strong>Notable Content:</strong> Shy wizard LFG!<br/><br/><em>Oh, why didn't I make a warrior or something?</em> Hayden mentally grumbled to himself, not for the first time. It had seemed like a brilliant idea at the time - make a party-based character, which would force himself to get over his shyness, look for a party and interact with other people!<br/><br/>Then he got stuck here and everything came crashing down. <br/><br/>He had indeed tried to deny the inevitable and gone out solo yesterday, only to get predictably scruffed up in his first encounter with a mob of monsters, seen the writing on the wall, and retreated before consequences progressed from "a mere scratch" to "serious injury". If only he had been a warrior or rogue, he would have figured out a way to solo the game, no matter how difficult it was or how much patience it took, but trapped in his current build it was simply impossible. That left him with no other choice but to go where the rest of the players hung out, in the hopes of joining a group or something.<br/><br/>Though, the sheer number of people around was as intimidating as ever. It didn't help that everyone seemed to have partnered or grouped up already as far as he could see, and it didn't feel right to budge in uninvited like a third wheel. He hung around the edges of the crowd, feeling left out; some things stayed the same in both the virtual world and the real.<br/><br/>Then... salvation! Someone calling out "Also, is there anyone in the house who doesn't yet have a group who might want one?"<br/><br/>Hayden squeezed and excused his way through the throng to reach the speaker. "Um... hi!" He squeaked, brushing back a long lock of golden hair behind his ear and smoothing down the flowing blue fabric of his habit; he had gotten slightly disheveled in his haste. Tome clutched protectively to his chest he continued, "My name's Hayden... um... actually are we sticking to aliases, or using our real names now? I'm not sure... anyways, I'm looking for a group, I hope you don't mind another wizard?"<br/></div></div>