BorEra: The Story of an Eco Char

A first-hand account from behind the front lines. Way behind. Like, several map regions behind.

Char's Café — Fish & Beef. Open daily. Tips appreciated. War casualties not our problem.

War Era, they said. Glory, they said. Battles, they said.

Reader, I am selling fish.

For those unfamiliar with the experience: I am currently running an eco build. This means my character is optimised not for combat, not for valour, not for medals pinned to my chest in front of a saluting cabinet — but for the modest, dignified business of generating money. Quietly. Daily. While my friends die heroically on the eastern front.

I would like to walk you through a day in the life.

I wake up. I check the war reports. There has been a battle. People I know have done damage. Numbers I cannot comprehend have been racked up. Glory has been won. Tanks have, presumably, exploded.

I go to my shop.

I sell some beef. I sell some fish. I empty the tip jar.

Outside my shop, somewhere in the haze, I hear the distant whine of biplanes. I cannot look up. I have a customer. He would like a kebab.

This is the eco life.