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Post by aprilshowers on Mar 2, 2009 0:24:10 GMT -8
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Post by Obgin/Lostme on Mar 2, 2009 13:04:54 GMT -8
you guys are mean for picking on them guys
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Post by Brawlgin Skulforge on Mar 3, 2009 16:05:51 GMT -8
hehehe survival of fittest
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Post by lizzieborden on Apr 17, 2009 17:40:20 GMT -8
BoT is a lot of fun. Not so much as a level appropriate Enchanter, the mobs resist very high against charm, save perhaps for the Kjals. Cillawen is there? Wow. That Pally's growing up fast.
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Post by Brawlgin Skulforge on Apr 18, 2009 23:28:34 GMT -8
aye he been askin how u been i told him u in noble RoT guild and doing good your a survivor.=) be safe sire /kneel
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Post by lizzieborden on Apr 20, 2009 19:53:26 GMT -8
Rangers of Tunare is very quiet right now. Often I'm the only one on. Ironic that I should be a member, considering I first learned about guilds by an encounter with a member of that guild, and not a good one.
I was ninth level as Lockdown and had virtually nothing in the way of gear but the few cloth items I got from the tutorial (which back then only allowed for progression up to fifth level, and Arias was a half-elf who sent you to your home city). And back then I only had just discovered PoK. The run from Neriak to the PoK book was very hard for a fledgling Enchanter. I had died several times trying to reach it.
But I had met some players who were helping me learn about my toon. A couple of 60+ level Beastlords. One had logged onto his 30th level Enchanter to show me how to play mine (because I knew next to nothing about them). We were playing in the Arena (in the bazaar, which had an Arena back then), and his beastlord had logged onto his 23rd level Necromancer (back then, levelling was much harder). So, there we were, and I was hesitant to actually duel, so I stood a safe distance away while everyone else played. One of the Beastlords had his girlfriend there, too, playing a Magician. Still, it was fun watching as the Mage Earth pet fought the Necromancer Skeleton pet. I was feeling uneasy about being in a PvP area while ninth level, but I started to relax a little bit more and felt I'd be ready to try to participate.
Then I heard the gate open, and a saw a levitating toon making a hard line toward me with an unsettling sense of purpose. I targeted this new arrival, Anothershot by name, and learned (like everyone else) he was a red con to me. Then all at once, the spirals of a mezz seemed to spring out of the ground and this new arrival was caught. But it wasn't my mezz. It was my friend's 30th level Enchanter (who is pleased to this day that his 30th level Enchanter mezzed a 65th level Ranger).
Then I made a bad move. (As I said, I was new to the game.) I cast Chaotic Feedback, figuring that collectively we could bring this attacker down. He resisted and I remember thinking how strange it was that he could "resist" a spell. I successfully conjured the flames/magical energies/whatever, and if he's in the area where these energies are conjured, then he takes whatever damage they dish out. A real life person doesn't get to stand in the flames of a burning house and get a "resistance check." If he's in the flames, he's going to be burned.
Despite the fact that he resisted my spell, it still released him from his mezz. He turned his attention toward the other Enchanter, correctly identifying him as the greater threat -- at 30th level, that Enchanter was his highest level opponent.
I turned to try the Chaotic Feedback spell and the Enchanter was already dead.
"WTF?" said the Magician, who fled out the gate. "Get out before he kills you too."
A nice idea, but I was simply too stunned to act on this in time. He struck them both down, both red cons to me, with contemptuous ease. Why is he doing this? We weren't bothering anyone. Anothershot finally turned his attention to me, his original first choice, and the familiar brown tendrils of a root spell curled out of the ground around me. His turn to make a mistake. He could have killed me in an instant, but he wasted time with rooting me.
"No fizzles, please," I prayed to whatever gods there were for penitent agnostic Dark Elves, and cast.
My prayer was heard, the thunder sounded, and I was gone. Anothershot would have no Dark Elf to add to his roster of victims. I zoned to East Commonlands tunnel, where I was bound, still rooted, but alive. Finally, I could move again.
"I'm writing to his guild officers," Corrian, the 30th level Enchanter said.
This was the first I had heard of a guild.
"It's not like one of the Rangers of Tunare to be so mean," Jamezbrown, the Necromancer (whom you actually know as Vigortheory/Treanut) said.
It would be years before I entered a PvP area again, and never without coercion.
As for Lizzieborden, I created my own guild for her. As soon as I create a second account, I'll put the rest of my toons in it and just keep a guild for my own toons. It's not a guild I recruit for, and no one will ever join it except me. Nor will any of my toons ever leave it. Just my little niche in the world for extra storage space. I am very, very, very much through with guilding.
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