Total strangers, though they did not know it, were depending on me, just as I was depending on them. The fact was that people out there needed my help and I needed theirs.
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I tried to be as democratic as possible and to show consideration to new players just as I was happy to take advice from other players who knew the quests better than me, often, in effect, putting them in charge. Being in charge of the group was a real buzz, especially as I’d like to think I was a good boss.
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After about a month, however, I began to lead my own groups, encouraged to some degree by having regular team-mates like Holz Amboss, Hallifax’s bard buddy. In the first phase of my addiction to group play, I was happy to run any quests at all on account of their being largely new to me. When I sat down each night at my computer, it was usually with a great sense of expectation. How often Hallifax picked himself up off the floor of a battle and crept away to live another day, I cannot say, but he certainly came to be appreciated on many occasions, much to my pleasure. He was relatively durable and die-hard to boot, which meant, if knocked unconscious, rather than bleeding to death he would automatically stabilise and eventually come around with 1 remaining hit-point. Hallifax could outsprint just about anything he could hide, sneak, heal, and buff, or fight, charm, hold, disorient, blind, mesmerise and confuse his enemies.
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Hallifax was Mr Versatile he was the classic jack of all trades and master of none and his inventory was full of fixes for difficult situations potions, wands, scrolls, elixirs. Hallifax Bender might not have been the best character build, but I knew his capabilities so well from so much solo play, that it was often Hallifax left picking up the soul-stones and bringing the party back to life from a near wipe. The good news was that, in game, I was becoming better by the minute. My body still worked, it was just a good deal slower to start. I would struggle through the first fifteen minutes before my muscles finally reached a more fluid state, after which I felt as though I had cleaned the slate to some degree. When I went running, in the real world, my legs would take twice as long to loosen, my chest heaved with fatigue and my joints seemed without suspension.
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Yet, even with these exercises, the cumulative effect of staying up all night and pushing myself to new heights of effort, whilst remaining professional throughout, caused my body a great deal of distress.
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Often I would lean against the window sill and work the hamstrings and thighs, all the while conversing with other players or watching the social panel for an appropriate group to appear. Sitting in a chair for a very long time can have some debilitating effects on one’s body, and I began to develop a syndrome which I called “Chair-leg.” It was the continuous pressure on the back of my thighs which caused them to stiffen and take against me and I was forced to institute a regime of exercises, rather like those advised on long flights. If I wanted to be on the ball, if I wanted to be at my sharpest, I needed to be comfortable and alert, with good mouse and keyboard position and a comfortable, supportive posture. This business of stretching became an important part of staying in top gaming shape. Apart from standing up every half hour to rearrange the pillows and stretch, there was little incentive to leave my ergonomic chair. There was no television show, social occasion, book, magazine, song, meal or girl that was capable of luring me away from the widescreen world of Xen’drik. When I sat down with a steaming bowl of coffee, slipped on the wireless headset and logged in, I was gone for all money. I fell into my computer screen like a man tumbling into his own soul. You name the drama and I’ll play the part.” – Pulp, This is Hardcore