Hey man, i loved your character and everything about you.
I had a few weeks to play again so i decided to make a Fire giant ap. The problem was using my laptop, i could not move around very fast.
Thank you for all the badass items you gave me. I had big plans and had the best gear of any char of all time for myself at that lvl.
It's funny that the people who bitch so much are the ones w
99% of the players could not have said absolutely nothing, no questions, nothing, after losing the weapons he did. looked at me, logged off. within 30 min, the imm wants all of my shit, including 20 items i earned solo. everything. passive aggressive, like ball-less orangutan, Ral aka Frosty aka shamansissyman, and the few others on here.
exactly. the imm wanted ALL OF MY THINGS. EVERYTHING. personal? you decide. I asked all during the day at what point do you delete your old char if your new one is joining the same cabal. i DID NOT want a conflict of chars. i even told the imm that.. he is a shitty player and a sore loser. mabye rals twin brother i was NOT denied, i deleted because of how shitty some of the fagmortals a
taking everything i earned on top of hrast stuff isnt low? it was personal. drem duergar thief is exactly like ral, the other thief is the imm i owned who was decked with weapons, who lost them, and was mad.
the faggot bitched so much to me and said that he would pray that we communicated ooc with aol if i didnt give hin the weapon he wanted. we were pulled by imms, he went on about how we knew each other ooc and he got denied, then 10 min later so did i. who remembers ral? the guy who would say fuck you in spam tells and act like krilcov. consider that along with the few who have talked shit abo
you are the expert, and no i didnt send tells you dumbshit. youre an expert and know everything, even in real life. do you have esp or what? how do you know shit if you werent there? i loved all the times i killed ral and he went crazy.
I was given felar only gear by hrast a day before, killed the thief and looted shadow dagger, eagle marked sword, storm shear, yellow fang, yog,tiny iron, and a few others. he only looked at me and logged off.
30 min later a imm is there, asks how i got the gear, i said hrast. hrast gave me items, well, it didnt matter. he slayed me and took everything, shit i earned and things i had collected.
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The soft warmth of the sun fills this bloodied and ancient square. The
earth is cracked and the ground is stained, yet this was once the heart
of the village and is marked as such by the blood that reddens the earth.
Barbarian children hardly notice your presence as they wrestle and run in
the square, so intent are they on
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Blood Square
The dark skies glitter with distant stars as the light of the moon gives
this square an auburn hue. You can barely see the cracked ground, marked
by what appears to be blood. The depth of the darkness increases further
north, while to the west a soft light comes from a secluded hut. From the
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54%hp 59%m 100%mv 24350tnl civilized 12 AM outdoor 47 age The Ruined Streets of Anguish
There is a lack of wood around these buildings, and most of these walls
serve as great masses of stone that are now cracked and broken by both
time and war. Great spires now lay in ruins, crumbling down to the ground
where stone bases now reside. Ash and soot mark the face of most of
this stone, and a
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Towering over everyone, an immense being has planted himself here. Enormous
hands grip mighty weapons. His strength is easily noticed in his sheer size.
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immense giant and h
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You throw down a small globe and vanish.
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You come to a set of cobblestone streets, cracked and broken by the forces
of time. Weeds and roots have penetrated the stone walkways, reaching up
for some warmth from the sun. However, this warmth will never come, as an
ominous storm cloud seems
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A Foul, Twisting Alley
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