Our room in the Veiled Village was rustic — but very cozy, and we had survived the night just fine.

Gillian: “See? It really wasn’t that bad. This room is actually great.”

Jamie: “True! I slept like a baby and I’m full of energy to throw myself into the Veiled Village. Does it ever get properly bright here?”

Our quest was to find a dragon-like creature and bring it into the village. After some time, we finally found one.

Gillian: “That must be one of those corrupted Nicchus. You have to lure it into the Veiled Village with light… kind of creepy.”

Jamie: “Honestly, I’d rather lure you into the village. Not with light — but with my charm.”

A wild chase began to drive the Nicchus into the village. Jamie and the creature were far ahead of me. At times, I could barely see them.

Gillian: “Jamie, slow down! I can’t keep up!”

Jamie: “No, you speed up. Once we’re in the village, I want to go straight to the clothing shop. I saw something there!”

And so it happened. Jamie had spotted a very special outfit in the clothing store and tried it on immediately. It looked absolutely ridiculous…

Gillian: “I’m dying of laughter. Take that off!”

Jamie: “Why? This is the perfect work outfit! Light, breathable, and it looks great. I can totally see myself herding cows on Epico wearing this. No joke!”

In the middle of the village stood an altar-like structure surrounded by bones.

Jamie: “This place is really pretty crazy. How does anyone even come up with stuff like this?”

Gillian: “Yeah, I ask myself that too. Now come on — we still have to rescue a Forest Fengg.”

The Forest Fengg was a massive, armored creature and our next quest. We had to find it deep in the woods. It was just lying there, groaning from time to time.

Jamie: “She said if we want to save the Forest Fengg, we need to charge its armor with light. And now it won’t cooperate!”

Gillian: “Then that’s its own fault. Come on, let’s ride on. Someone else can deal with it.”

In the afternoon, we arrived back at Meadowland.

Jamie: “That was quite an experience, but I’m glad we’re home. Oh — I’ve got something for you. Put it on and meet me at the stable.”

He handed me a small package, and I already had a bad feeling… He had bought me one of those ridiculous outfits too — which he claimed was the perfect workwear. I put it on and hoped none of my coworkers would see me. We met in front of the stable… and he was wearing his ‘work outfit’ too.

Jamie: “You look amazing! Work is definitely more fun dressed like this.”

Gillian: “Yes — especially for those watching us. This is going to be a comedy.”

I started walking toward the stable.

Jamie: “The saleswoman said they’re also great for role-playing. I’ll be the witch hunter and you’ll be the witch…”

Gillian: “I’m getting a pitchfork — and it’s better if there’s no witch hunter here when I get back!”