[ WP ] You are a NPC during a scheduled server maintenance . There are no adventurers online .

He massages his voice, finally he can stop using that damn fake British accent. He was a shitty bartender in levels two to thirty before finally being a bonus choosable player; that's when he could shed this accent and smash beer bottles on the heads of orcs. No one ever played long enough to unlock him though, if they did they always chose the jester first or the wrestler who had much catchier phrases than `` drink up!''. 
 
 Jim, the bartender, opened his eyes after a long restful massage of his neck. All the fighters were here, even the enemies that spent their lives in the dungeon were crowded into this auditorium. A few warriors took on the hordes of enemies but they were replaced in seconds, reincarnated as if the servers were n't running. A fiery bat flew over his head, that's when he saw it. A small rotating white circle on black canvas with a percentage. It was server maintenance window, or an update, which meant only one thing- `` Drink up!'' He was useful.
