I approached a group of NPCs gathered near the town hall, discussing the latest news and gossip. They barely acknowledged my presence, too caught up in their own conversations to notice me. I listened in on their discussion, trying to glean some information about the world and its inhabitants.
I chimed in, trying to spark a conversation. “That sounds like a lot of fun. What’s the festival in celebration of?” Journeying in a World of NPCs -v1.0- -Nome-
”…the mayor is planning a grand festival for the upcoming harvest season,” said one NPC. I approached a group of NPCs gathered near
As I continued on my journey, I encountered all manner of NPCs. There were the shopkeepers, who sold me goods and supplies, but never deviated from their sales pitches. There were the guards, who stood watch over the town, but never seemed to notice anything out of the ordinary. And there were the travelers, who passed through on their way to somewhere else, but never stayed long enough to have a meaningful conversation. I chimed in, trying to spark a conversation