Going After Werewolf!

The announcement created an uproar. Players flooded the thread, signing up eagerly and singing the Forum Master's praises. Many wished they could bow to him in person, so fervent was their respect and enthusiasm.

But there was a practical problem for many high-level players who had joined the game later than others: they were weaponless. Every tool and weapon in the villages had already been snatched up, even basic white-board items like steel axes and iron spears. The small villages near Border Town simply couldn't supply weapons quickly enough to meet the demand, nor did they have the resources or the funds to do so. The region was essentially an agricultural zone with little military capability, a fragile economy where players could barely find enough to be self-sufficient.

The Gambler, always quick to question, turned to the Forum Master. "Are you really planning on keeping everyone in this guild you're putting together?"