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Progressive server opening in June
What saves a man is to take a step. Then another step.
– C. S. Lewis
– C. S. Lewis
Drem wrote:Gaazy wrote:I started in qeynos every charactor because i loved the area and i loved grinding in blackburrow
word. when i started Drem i even ran over to Qeynos and got bound because nektulos/freeport/west coast antonica was really lame
Hehe, I was the opposite and got mad when I couldn't start a druid or barbarian in freeport =)
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I was a crazy high elf battling bats and skeletons to protect the city of Felwithe. I worked my way through the forst to the Orc Hill and slaughtered the dirty beasts with my new friend, Saindiin, to the point where I was commissioned to fight for the freedo of the slaves of Crushbone.
After defeating Dvinn, I was taken on a long journey across the Ocean of Tears in a dangerus boat that people were falling off of all the time. Those people were left wandering the ocean seeking a friendly beach. The boat took me to Freeport, where I would learn to fight for peace and equality.
The skeletons and pumas of East Commons pushed me into the Northern Desert of Ro where I was forced to destroy the Dervish Cutthroats. They hadn't done anything to me, but the magician I met at Orc Hill told me that it must be done! His name was Saindiin and we fought our way through the desert to the Oasis where the caimen epidemic was endagering the gypsy population.
It was a rough ride, but a Barbarian named Kezef discovered me struggling against the giant lizards and told me of a safe place near my hometown where I could advance my skills further. He took me to Lesser Faydark and we assasinated Cognoggin for a while. Once I had exhausted all efforts to destroy the
gnome robot, (It just kept coming back!) I was drug kicking and screaming by the Jolly Pillagers to the Mistmoore Castle.
I was terrified as people were running past me screaming and crying and begging for their lives as the dark elves cut them down one by one on their way to Lesser Faydark. I said a prayer and followed the guild blindly into the depths of this bloody scene to fight for the bards of norrath. Eventually, the dark elves no longer seemed a threat to me and I decided to venture on.
I heard of a new land, Kunark, which spoke of the Dreadlands and the dangers and rewards that were waiting for me. I travelled there alone as I had then mastered the power of teleportation. I met a wizard named Thorax who would give me clues on how to survive in the world of Norrath. She was very beautiful and a dark elf. I was kind of unsure of her at first because of her race. But I was comfortable once she showed me her amazing drawings. I fought in Dreadlands for a while, learning the tricks of the Karnor's Castle. The one day, someone asked me for a teleport to a place called Iceclad. I never returned to Dreadlands after that.
I fought the giant turtle, Lodizal, by the sides of my fellow adventurers. I worked my way through Iceclad to the Tower of Frozen Shadows. It was a deadly place. I slaughtered and slaughtered until I got the keys I needed to bring other people there to slaughter the queen.
After that, I knew it was my destiny to lead. I formed a guild and some of the people who I had met along the way joined me. To this day, we still go back to Mistmoore and slaughter some dark elves from time to time.
After defeating Dvinn, I was taken on a long journey across the Ocean of Tears in a dangerus boat that people were falling off of all the time. Those people were left wandering the ocean seeking a friendly beach. The boat took me to Freeport, where I would learn to fight for peace and equality.
The skeletons and pumas of East Commons pushed me into the Northern Desert of Ro where I was forced to destroy the Dervish Cutthroats. They hadn't done anything to me, but the magician I met at Orc Hill told me that it must be done! His name was Saindiin and we fought our way through the desert to the Oasis where the caimen epidemic was endagering the gypsy population.
It was a rough ride, but a Barbarian named Kezef discovered me struggling against the giant lizards and told me of a safe place near my hometown where I could advance my skills further. He took me to Lesser Faydark and we assasinated Cognoggin for a while. Once I had exhausted all efforts to destroy the
gnome robot, (It just kept coming back!) I was drug kicking and screaming by the Jolly Pillagers to the Mistmoore Castle.
I was terrified as people were running past me screaming and crying and begging for their lives as the dark elves cut them down one by one on their way to Lesser Faydark. I said a prayer and followed the guild blindly into the depths of this bloody scene to fight for the bards of norrath. Eventually, the dark elves no longer seemed a threat to me and I decided to venture on.
I heard of a new land, Kunark, which spoke of the Dreadlands and the dangers and rewards that were waiting for me. I travelled there alone as I had then mastered the power of teleportation. I met a wizard named Thorax who would give me clues on how to survive in the world of Norrath. She was very beautiful and a dark elf. I was kind of unsure of her at first because of her race. But I was comfortable once she showed me her amazing drawings. I fought in Dreadlands for a while, learning the tricks of the Karnor's Castle. The one day, someone asked me for a teleport to a place called Iceclad. I never returned to Dreadlands after that.
I fought the giant turtle, Lodizal, by the sides of my fellow adventurers. I worked my way through Iceclad to the Tower of Frozen Shadows. It was a deadly place. I slaughtered and slaughtered until I got the keys I needed to bring other people there to slaughter the queen.
After that, I knew it was my destiny to lead. I formed a guild and some of the people who I had met along the way joined me. To this day, we still go back to Mistmoore and slaughter some dark elves from time to time.
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untill the day i die i think i'll have the first time i saw D'Vinn burned into my memory. i had just zoned into crushbone, and saw a dark elf standing in the corner. about 5 seconds later he caved my head in. that was the first hostile humanoid NPC i'd ever come across, also the first one that hit more than once per round
Lyion wrote:Unfortunately, Arabs are notorious cowards and these are people who are easily knuckled under.
bah, Silly elves and humans and dysfunctional hybrids. Halas is my home and Everfrost my oyster. You can level from 1 to 50 and never leave the zone. Was really funny to watch Jack go into the castle entrance and waste darkies campin icegiants. Sux that they eventually changed his pathing.
Tik youre, right. We could never go back to the beginning, we already know how it ends.
Tik youre, right. We could never go back to the beginning, we already know how it ends.
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