Age of Gods - A VRMMO Story

When Thomas awoke the next morning his body didn't ache nearly as much as the previous time he broke through the limits to become superhuman but it still ached a bit. Sitting up on his bed he checked his body over and let out a sigh of relief. Over the course of the night his bloated muscles had shrunk down and become much slimmer than previous. They were still larger than they had been when he first arrived, but he no longer looked like a muscle builder downing steroids like pez.

Climbing out of the bed, Thomas stripped off his clothing and examined his body from head to toe. Despite his muscles shrinking they were still packed with the same power, so maybe they were compressed? He could easily see the lines and definition of each muscle group visible to him. Frankly, his body was an impossible body. Everything about it seemed perfect from the shape to the definition of each muscle. He actually found it kind of depressing because it made him feel like his real body was 'inferior' to his digital body.

Shaking his head to dismiss such thoughts, it was just a game after all so who didn't want to be 'perfect', Thomas pulled on a fresh set of clothing to prepare for the new day. Thomas left his belongings in his room and paid Martha 189 gold for the next weeks stay up front. Though there was nothing to secure his belongings properly, he wasn't too worried. He kept the only valuable item he owned on him at all times, his psuedo-magical kukri. He had it attached to his belt and hanging at his side. It was his best weapon, who cares if someone stole his cheap clothing or crappy starter shortsword?

After breakfast, Thomas headed towards Zella's with only eleven gold to his name now. Some might say it was silly to have so little funds, but Thomas figured that in the worst case scenario he could just take a few hours at Rock's to make something and find another player to sell it to, but only if he had to. He was instead hoping he could make some more money at Zella's place. What was more important was that he now had a secure roof over his head, and since he intended to stay at The Swans Nest for the next few weeks at least anyway, it's not like he'd just wasted the money or anything.

After arriving at Zella's, Thomas approached Zella herself with a smile and a warm greeting, "Good morning!"

Zella turned to Thomas and gave him a warm smile in return. After Thomas had left last night she'd spoken to the other women working in the back room and had been informed that Thomas didn't oggle them like that other bastard, Drukker, and had focused entirely on his work. Such a report improved her opinion of Thomas so she decided to treat him better. "Welcome back."

Thomas looked around the currently empty storefront at the various pieces of clothing. He hadn't really paid too much attention yesterday, but today he could see that the majority of the items for sale looked like regular clothing. Nothing visible seemed to be of a rarity higher than normal. This made Thomas wonder what it would take to make magical clothing. Though he supposed it would probably take magical materials. He turned back to Zella to ask, "So what's on my agenda for today?"

Unlike with the Blacksmithing profession, Thomas really didn't have a solid idea of what to do to progress his Tailoring profession. He could only rely on Zella to guide him along for the time being. Zella nodded her head and gestured for Thomas to follow her before leading him into the back room. She fetched down a set of patterns and held them out to Thomas, "I received an order from a group of otherworlders calling themselves 'Heaven's Harmony'. They wanted me to make them all matching outfits. After talking to them we designed this pattern. I want you to use that set of cloth...", Zella gestures to a wall containing baskets filled with matching sets of cloth, "And sew as many uniforms as you can for me each day."