Sure, players were able to venture off and explore anything they wanted, but we really wanted to corral them on the individual starter islands as much as we could. If they don't have any reason to go wandering off other that just to see the world, it makes sense that they would always come back to where they started in order to continue progressing through the game. Fleshing out the beginner areas is critical to retaining the player base. First impressions and all that jazz.
“Anyway, after the we found out that the AI was spinning like a top working wonders, that it paired up correctly to the game world of Tiqpa, there was a pre-scripted sequence of events that was supposed to take place within each of the racial starting towns. That's the Unity Arc. Or, rather, the 'Unification of the Races Arc.' Whatever you want to call it. In any case, it was supposed to allow each race's ruling council to kill off the sovereign or whatever ruling power that was already in control of the race. After that, the races would be allowed to party up and carry on however they wanted.
“Well, for whatever reason, the Unity Arc failed to trigger within the Human lands. Qasin, the King who was in power there, was never deposed by the Human Council. What's more, we've found out now that he actually went on to conquer the other two races that were situated on the same starter island, the Black-Wings and White-Horns, led them all into a massive battle against a White-Wing invasion and then up and disappeared from the starter lands entirely.
“Robert here," Gary paused and took a sip of the water that was in front of him, then gestured to where Robert sat beside him and continued, "Robert and I discussed it immediately after the incident took place. Well, immediately after the Unity Arc failed to complete, anyway, before all that other stuff happened, and he's assured me that everything was scripted correctly. He's good at what he does, and I believe him--not that I understand any of that technical mumbo jumbo snake talk anyway.
“But here's where things get interesting. The Unity Arc was so important we actually had people sit in on the council meetings. They went incognito, and through the use of the GM console even the NPCs couldn't tell the difference between them and one of themselves. Everything went swimmingly, except, as you know, within the Human lands. Nelson, our team member who was present at that meeting, reported the sudden appearance of a strange man. The summoning circle in the King's court suddenly lights up like a Christmas tree in July and out walks a man looking like a demon: broad-shouldered, pale skin, claws--the whole nine yards. Well, Qasin, the King, declares that his ultimate weapon of a warrior has appeared, hands him a soup spoon, and sends him off to do battle with the White-Horn and Black-Wing armies.
“But, hey, it gets even better. This demonic figure Nelson reported was wearing a bathrobe like he was summoned from the seventh circle of Hell in the middle of brushing his teeth and getting ready for bed or something.”
No one else had so much as made a sound during Gary's recollection of the Unity Arc or the appearance of the strange bathrobe-clad figure. For everyone present in the room, everything he had recounted was more or less common knowledge now. There really wasn't much more that could be said anyway. In truth, they really didn't know much more.
Robert took a sip from his mug of coffee and waited for someone else to continue. When no one ventured anything, he spoke up himself. "I've spent enough time going through the coding, both alone and with the help of several people here, that I can assure you that there's nothing present anywhere that would contribute to any of these events