Elea felt her wind-tossed hair brushing against her body, the fabric of her skirt rustling against her thighs. She was lucky to have proportions that didn't need much modification from her real-life body - as was her boyfriend to have such a lovely girlfriend! But he wasn't around, was he? And temptation was everywhere - as she descended towards the village, she passed by many a manly player, all of them attractive in their own way. From bodybuilding hulks with bare chests as broad as barrels, to slender bishounen with airs of intellect and elegance, and the tall and muscular balanced heroes in between, there was something for every taste. On the other hand Elea was one of many heroines, from modest lady knights whose armors' graceful curves hinted at the feminine form beneath, to vixens dressed in little more than bikinis and high heels, and the men's attention were divided among them.<br/><br/>There was plenty of beefcake and cheesecake to gawk at, if not touch - ultimately Event Horizon Online wasn't<em>that</em>kind of game - although, when Elea called up her menu, besides the usual things like her starter stats and gear, there were a few options for violence and sexuality. However, all of them were locked to the tamest setting in this public area. The village was a quaint, red-bricked affair that wouldn't have looked out of place in a pastoral medieval countryside. There was a large square in the middle of the village for players to gather, at the center of which was an impressive stone pillar, whose polished sides gleamed with glowing runes displaying the latest quests.<br/><br/>Most players had one or two or even more friends with them, and didn't need to look for a group. Alas Elea had no such luxury, and quests weren't meant to be done solo, so she needed to find a pick-up group... Already she was already receiving private messages and party requests, although they might not be exactly for questing...<br/><br/><em>"Hey there beautiful"<br/><br/>"Wanna cyber?"<br/><br/>"A/S/L"</em><br/><br/>"Hey! Wanna join us? We need one more player for goblin-hunting!"<br/><br/>The last wasn't a private message in her chat log, but a call from a player waving at her! And part of a semi-formed group, no less - newbies like her, by the looks of their pretty but not very protective-looking gear, not unlike her own. A strapping fighter lad, a monk in a china dress with her hair in buns, who was the one calling out to Elea, and a priestess whose vestments were a tad too form-fitting to be chaste.