Prospector Zeke has a few hide-and-seek quests for people to do, one of the first ones that newbies like us run into is the search for the Smiths. Here’s the locations of those Smiths so that you can more easily find them.
Locations are listed in the body.
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“Hello gathered ladies, gentlemen, and assorted mythological creatures. I am Iridian Stormshard, student of the Ice School of Wizardry, Protector of Wizard City—and all around coolest chick on the block.”
At this point us voces would like to introduce you, the reader, to the naming method that Wizard 101 employs. Basically it’s kind of like combination lock with three spinners. The first spinner chooses from about forty first names, and the second two choose from forty each prefix and postfix to create last names. The names are such that we have people with surnames like Shadowblood, Frogslinger, and Pixiepants running around. (Frogslinger is actually the name of one of our alternate toons.)
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Wizard 101 is a quirky MMO that not only tugs at the heartstrings but brings back fond memories of what a game should be like: strange, lighthearted, epic, and vast. The game world is cartoony, the characters are caricatures, and the scenarios are right out of the Brothers Grimm’s Fairy Tales. The environments are colorful and pleasing to the eyes and rendered with the cartoon fantasy that other worthwhile games have approached worlds, they don’t try too hard to be realistic, but they also don’t bend over into the surreal or absurd either.
So, get your decks everyone; it’s time to dive in.
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On her way back to the Sunspire with her plundered goods, Helvetica began to notice a queer thing: cat corpses. All over the place. As far as the eye could see. Dead black cats, dead white cats, calico, torties, seal point, not a single one spared that unknown wrath. It seemed as if a family of rats had gone on a vengeful spree and slaughtered every cat in sight.
She had examined a cat once. “Critter,” it noted, “Level 1.”
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She slices! She dices! She also makes kindling of vaguely anthropomorphic trees!
Not too far into the mission, Helvetica quickly found herself wading through cords of firewood as every tree-like creature in the area came for her blood. Between the snapping of boughs, limbs, twigs—and the shocked and startled expressions on the treant’s faces as she cleaved them in twain—she let all of her frustration out on the woody nuisances.
Of course, she had also carefully made certain no other players were camping them before she waded into the fray. She really didn’t want to deal with arrows-from-nowhere thudding into her kills.
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