"Pardon me miss?" The receptionist naturally didn't know what to make of Elea's question.<br/><br/>As the elf headed out in the streets, she couldn't tell whether any other players were caught in the same predicament -because she couldn't find any other players at all. The streets were filled with NPCs, townsfolk going about their day-to-day business like people who really lived there, and other than a few curious or lustful glances at her choice of today's outfit, they more or less ignored her presence - unless she talked to them of her own accord, at least.<br/><br/>Elea remembered that she had gotten her quest from the quest board in the middle of the town square - the stone pillar was still there when she got there, but instead of quests the notices displayed on it were much more mundane - announcements and advertisements - little of an adventurous nature!