Duke accepted me in his cabin - or was it called an office despite being on a ship? As I walked in, the sound of the waves crashing against the ship's hull cut off, making me feel like I was entering another world through a portal. His cabin was larger than Lucas’ apartment in the reality, even with a bed which was covered by white curtains. The Duke himself was sitting in front of a table near the door with bookcases full of book next to him.
Before I could ask how the hell the books held there when we were on a rocking ship, he smiled at my shocked expression, pointed to a chair across the table and said, “Sit down, baronetess, and tell me how did you fare.”
I sad down with a quick nod, but the chair creaked under my weight. What? Aren’t I like super light? Should I worry about… Charlie! Focus! Duke stared at me with an expectant look, his arms crossed.
“I met Queen Irwen,” I said simply, and crossed my leg over another. Success! “The barrier holding her is failing and can’t hold her; she told me that herself.”
A delighted, even amused smile formed on his face as he said, “I expected that much when I heard about the floaters.” Deepening his smile, he darted his eyes at my tiara. “What did you offer her to crown you a princess?”
My body tensed up, and I felt a shiver run down my spine as I broke out in a cold sweat. “I… Duke, this is… I didn’t…”
As he smiled approvingly, my nerves got the best of me and I shook. “You didn’t what, precisely?”
“Betrayed the empire…” I murmured, while shivering in my chair, and I glanced down towards his bed, avoiding direct eye contact.
“I know child, trust me, I would know.” With a swift motion, he reached down and opened the drawer, revealing a crumpled piece of paper. It looked like an ancient yellowed document, with something scribbled on it in a black ink, almost faded by now. “Before the traitor imprisoned my aunt, she wrote me a letter. She stated her disappointment in me and declared if I help her reclaim our ancestor lands, she’s going to pardon me.”
Accompanied by a thud sound, he placed the paper on a table in front of me with a smug on his face.
Obviously, I couldn’t read it because Irwen wrote it in an old royal Elven and I was fluent only in a common and royal Elven. I wanted to protest and opened my mouth, but he was glaring at me without a word, so I shut it as I examined it.
Some words were like nowadays Elven, but because of the old ink and her beautiful handwriting, I failed to read it. Not that any of players would fare better, translators only worked for spoken language, not the documents. “Sorry, I don’t know what she meant. I can read only some words, like - something under billows, assay, riders on palfrey… I can’t say I understand that either.”
Duke’s grin deepened. “I am surprised you even read that; you are truly worthy of a hero. See this?” He pointed to a section written with a different ink, bluish one. “She told me she may become a myth, and asked me to seed her stories into our populace.”
No way. My eyes widened as the realization hit me. So that was the reason I heard so much about her deeds even in the deeps of imperial lands. “A myth? You are telling me she is…”
“Our true Queen.”
“No, I meant the stories about her fight with Demons, or defending us in Dragon Wars are true?”
His curt nod confirmed it, and he quickly returned the paper to his drawer. “I spread her deeds to build her myth, and it finally came to fruition. Sitra recognized her title as a mythical Queen. The barrier can hold a legend, but can’t hold a myth. Now she’s going to reclaim our kingdom from the human usurpers.”
That was great, but I already knew it; not about her myth level, but about her goal to liberate her kingdom. The civil war. It was my ticket to greatness, power, and money. I bit my lip, because there was something unspoken in his words, something that was upsetting me and something that the Captain would have a bad feeling about. “Why are you telling me all this?”
“Because you own an East fortification,” he breathed, and his expression darkened, and leaned forward in his chair. “You can aid us; that was the ultimate reason I acknowledged you as a noble.”
“I won’t fight her, if that’s what you want,” I blurted out. “I-”
I could swear I saw a flash behind his eyes and felt like when I had stumbled upon a freezer full of whiskey. By accident, mind you. Duke then continued, “You will fight her.”
I panicked and rose from my chair, hurriedly backing away from his dangerous stare. “But wouldn-”
“With all the strength that you can muster.” He deeply stared into my eyes, searching for some hidden truth I didn’t have. It felt like that time when I lost control after the tenth whiskey, and I crashed back to my creaking chair without care. “You will accept her formal declaration of war and fight her army. For that, I will lend you a local infantry.”
“I can’t do that.” I shook my head so violently I had to catch by the edge of the table or I would faint. “Absolutely not! That would give her a casus belli, and gods wouldn’t give empire a defender’s blessing!”
To my panicked words, he just laughed and dismissed me with a move of his hand. “She already has it, child.”
“Duke, with all the respect, no, she has not,” I said carefully and thought about it, while caught in a staring contest with him. That was a mistake, because I lost and lowered my gaze down with a feeling I couldn’t explain. Despair? “She needs to declare war to hands of a worthy enemy, and I doubt anyone who has army large enough would stay in her path. It’s a suicide.”
For the first time in our meeting, he flinched and glared at me with hostility. “Not only you are a powerful hero, you studied god of war’s rules. You are my pawn. You’ll accept her declaration.”
“Or…” I swallowed my words as a myriad of options flashed in my head.
“It is in my power to imprison you,” he said with a victorious smile. “But I am not heartless, and I care about my pawns. When you return to the capital, you will come back as a hero who saved thousands of people in villages.”
“You won’t evacuate them?”
“I should have known that hero cares more about people than about herself,” he mused. “I can’t, and it pains me, but my people need to accept the sacrifice. There is no other way. These plans are long in motion, and we settled the stretch along the river only a few years ago.”
“So when I return to the empire…” I met his gaze with a resigned look on my face, unable to summon any other emotion.
He nodded. “Emperor will make you a Baroness.”
“Okay. I’ll do it.” I declared. Was it foolish? Maybe, but rising in a nobility rank that fast was really enticing. Not speaking about fighting Irwen in an epic battle; first epic battle in Rimelion. Could a gamer girl like me ask for something better? “May I ask you about something else?”
“Speak, child.”
Why not to ask about helping Lisa? I just promised something dangerous to him, so he might agree. “There is a Fire Tamer’s lair and I want to get rid of his menace; could you lend me a ship to get there faster?”
Without a word, he reached into another drawer and pulled out another paper. “A company will aid you in your heroic task. Only a Hero would be ludicrous enough to challenge a Fire Tamer when Irwen is on her heels.”
It took a while, but he wrote something on the tin-colored paper, then gently rolled it and sealed with his ring. “Take this and submit it to Guard Captain in the garrison of Village Number Seventeen, which is the nearest port to his lair. We will make haste. Without Floaters, it’ll take only a few hours.”
Standing at the front of the capital ship, I gazed into the distance, feeling the wind tousling my hair as I hid there. After an hour of sailing, a muggy humidity that made me sweat more than I wanted to, replaced the salty scent. I could feel the fabric of my clothes clinging to me in the humid air, and the leering looks of the sailors only made things worse. That bothered me, even though it shouldn’t, right?
For sure, without the constant threat of Floaters, it was boring, and I was falling behind the rankers more and more. With a sigh, I leaned out where the water was swishing under our ship. Sadly, I was only level seven and the target of level ten was still so far away.
“I guess it’s time to try my title. That’ll cheer me up!” I said to the water under us and grinned.
System, please activate titular title Princess.
[Congratulation! You are now Princess Princess] [Error! Syntax check failed! Reverting changes…] [Error! Reverting changes failed, name active, isolating transaction…] |
The first notice was the one I expected, but every after that injected more and more fear into me. Hey, it’s not even my exploit! It’s not my fault she wanted the name Princess!
A white void, even nothingness, replaced the ship. I tried to reach out, but all I could touch was the mist, cool and damp against my skin.
[Isolated. Manual action required, contacting support…] |
Not so fast! System contact: Ian, password #enlo-57945#
[DEBUG ACTIVE: contacting #57945#] |
The entire world flickered, and it took Ian only a few moments to materialize in front of me. Unexpectedly, he was wearing the same clothes as usual, even in the virtual world. He examined what the hell was going on and frowned at me with his mouth open. Before my stupid body could stop me, I said, “Hi Ian. How are you?”
Ian walked forward, examining gradually my face, chest, legs, chest… “Cha-charlie? Is that you?”
I shrugged my shoulders and said, “Yes, me!”
“CHARLIE!” He resorted to yelling. “You’re SO dumb! You started a debug session?” In a blink of an eye, a chair materialized under him and he flailed his hands over virtual keyboards.
“What?” I snapped at him with an irritation in my voice. Yelling at me, really? “It wasn’t my fault the system crashed. It was your bad code!”
He flinched and stopped moving his fingers, staring at me. “No. It. Was. Not. Our fault! Damn, the systems log this. I need to be careful,” he said, clearly frustrated he couldn’t skirt the rules. And help me, right?
“How dumb you were picking the name Princess? You knew it will conflict with the title, didn’t you?” Now he jumped down from his chair, spitting as he was yelling and stomping. “You weren’t our number one exploiter for nothing! But are they blaming you? No, no, they are screaming at ME! They lowered my salary because of YOU! And now you have the audacity to call me to clean your dumb mess?”
“I’m sorry,” I said, and tried to smile at him with the most genuine smile. It was true; I didn’t know I was affecting him. “I don’t want to cause you any problems…”
“Too late for that.” He stomped towards me and grabbed my forearm. “Why you hate me?” Pulling on my hand, he lowered me down and then pushed on my chest; I felt my robe giving way - our strength was too much apart, so it scratched a few hit points down.
“NoobIan, what the hell?” I forced out an icy voice not unsimilar to Irwen and used his nickname in a hope to calm him down, but he only glared at me with a rage flowing his eyes. “Stop it, it’s me! John!”
I couldn’t recognize him; he was always so timid. So… Ian. “Shut up! It’s all your fault!” My fault? All his problems are because of me? What? I blacked out.
When I came to myself, I was still stupidly staring at him. Because of that, I didn’t notice him reaching up, raising his hand and smashing my face. It hurt. It hurt like hell. My reality limit was a hundred percent, and every GM had over three hundred levels. That resulted in my flight a long distance away and crashing onto a floor.
While my blood was oozing, I glanced up at him as the ringing in my ears intensified. Ian? I tried to say, but my jaw stung like my body after twelfth whiskey, and I couldn’t even lift a finger before I lost consciousness.
[You died] |
I'm confused. Why does having a title that is the same as your name cause an error? I would think that the title would be on a different variable than the name due to your title being changeable as you play through the game.
I'm not trying to be hurtful or bashing you, it just feels... contrived?
I didn't want to get there much of infodump, but it seems it got lost and I didn't get my point through :( I'll think about it and maybe change it - you are not first and I expect not the last.
Basically, my thoughts were that NPC can get their own ... titles ... by doing deeds.
In lore it is to forge a true bloodline - chapter with Queen Irwen has a hint about it ^^
The higher title changes your name, it is semi-pernament. It gives you an identity ... without much spoiling there can't by any NPC named Princess, because NPC "name generator" won't allow it. But character creator was probably made by someone not aware of the fact. They just should have used AI for everything, right? :) Or maybe they are using bunch of independed AIs and they don't comunicate properly? Who knows ^^
But the original creator, or AI? :) Wasn't stupid and put a check on the name, which would give an error (I used syntax error even though in reality isn't one - lokeed cool enough, probably needs a change?) and revert the changes. But there was a lock on the name already by the time the transaction got commined to the database. Welp, they isolated her before she should could harm the system. Maybe pointless? Why to risk it though?
@MarekSusicky Thanks for the response.
So if I'm understanding correctly, titles aren't a separate variable to the npc/player name in this game. I'm just trying to wrap my head around why an error would occur specifically, as in what bugs would occur from having a name the same as the title. If there aren't, why would there be a check if the name is the same as the title.
It's also suspicious that it came as a surprise to the MC, but that's excusable as you can't expect them to know every error,exploit and bug from the game.
You don't have to explain further, just a bit of food for thought. I can't help but think of how this error would occur, I'm a programmer.
Edit: I have thought of 3 different reasons for the error, I'm much less bothered now.
One of them is stupidity in programming and variable storage.
One of them is just that it performs the check because the creators or whoever decided they just didn't want people to have those names, and maybe new titles being added.
The other one would be the last one I though of and the one I think is actually the case, something to do with not allowing random npcs to gain the name of a family name kind of thing, hence having the name princess would result in errors there.
Not looking for validation/confirmation on any of this, it was just gnawing at my brain. Even if I'm wrong after this, it won't bother me so much as I at least 'solved' the nagging thought.
Edit2: Thought I might add that I'm not that great at turning my thoughts into coherent sentences that explain things well. I was also trying not to put any programming terminology into this, because I know it will fly over some people's heads.
@Pricey I want to have let's say ... logic ... behind it, so thanks! You helped me a lot! ^^
“You aren’t our number one exploiter for nothing! But are they blaming you? No, no, they are screaming at ME!
There's an inconsistency here. I thought for Ian, the number one exploiter was John, who he didn't know was Charlie? Also what exactly is Ian getting fired for? I thought Charlie only reported a single exploit to him; hardly enough for him to be fired imo.
I'll only summarize what we know - John haven't played the game at all & Charlie was exploiting the game from the day one. Even the system acknowledged it and intervened :) How was that possible without inside source?
Sounds like something that should get him fired