Millip's tales
The Dragon
In the Karana's roams a nasty gnoll, by the name of The Fabled Ishva Mal. Naturally, all knew of his great wealth and sought to meet him. I have met him myself: an inauspicious meeting, to be sure. Raeliis was tracking him, and called for help, so I and a few sturdy comrades went to join her. Shortly after we zoned in, Rae shouted that he was attacking her - so, rather than staying together and attacking as a unit, we all made the best speed we could to her side. This was a mistake. Tracking Rae, I got close enough just in time to throw a quick heal - which prolonged the agony for her by seconds. Ishva wasn't happy with me, however, and summoned me to his presence, where he put me over his knee and spanked me soundly. Within minutes, we were at our bind points, comparing wounds...
Two or three days later, we tried again. This time, we attacked as a group. Catshield and Scaleyone did the damage, while Rae and I kept them alive. Tcar and Forgood both did their bit too, and the mob went down - after killing Forgood, unfortunately.
When Forgood was rezzed by a friendly passing priest, we moved zones to check on a mob for her benefit, but he wasn't up. The Dire Griffon WAS up, however - and red to us all. Flushed by our success, we decided to try for him - with me holding myself in readiness for a quick evac.
No need for evac, the Dire went down easily, and in his place stood a Plains Dragon! With a cry of 'Lets take him down!' Catshield attacked...
Picking ourselves up, we looked for Cat - and found his charred remains. Whether or not Cat actually did any damage to the dragon I can't say - I can say that I was too far away to hit the Dragon even with my DoT's, yet I took 1500hp damage when the Dragon hit Cat! An important lesson learned there, I feel. ;)
Once we had gathered our wits, we thought to ask how come we were still alive, and realised that the Dragon thought us beneath its notice. So we posed for a few pictures! Click on any for a larger version.
Girls night out
Last night we had a ladies night.
First Buffinya, Raeliis, Sandore, and I took a walk on the wild side in Old Sebilis. We met some nice Frogloks and Golems, but they didn't have the energy to party with us for long... They were pretty much dead on their feet in seconds!
We roamed the length and breadth of the zone, and swept all before us, meeting many interesting mobs - at times they were so keen to meet us we were overwhelmed! But Sandores striking personality, and Rae's cutting wit saw us through.
When we were satiated with the carnage, we ported to PoK, where we settled our tab. We got quite a few spells for the guild bank, as well as words and runes for the researchers. Sandore had run out of stamina by now, and had to retire, and (I'm sorry to say this, but due to what happened next I hope you'll understand why) I have no idea what happened to Buffinya.
Rae and I, however, were still full of beans - but we didn't want to kill any more. So... We retired to the hot tub in the guild hall.
We were joined in the hot tub by Marcy, Daanlin, Tcar, and...?
(I'd just like to point out here - in my defence - that this was now 6am for me, and I had consumed large quantities of firewater in RL. Also, I'm writing this after a hefty 3 hours of sleep - and mistakes or omissions are due to those factors...)
Marcy gave us a fashion show, then I broke out the Ganesh. Daanlin was new to this phenomenom known as alcohol, and had great fun learning to walk again.
I, being dedicated to improving myself at all times, decided to work on my alcohol tolerance. When I was unable to drink any more, it occured to me that this may be a good time to practice my goblin.
Tcar produced some chocolate, so I gobbled that down. The site of all that chocolate made me drool quite a bit, and I was horrified to see all this chocolate coloured drool marring Tcar's armour. Apologising profusely, I did my best to clean it off, but I fear I only made it worse. I think he may never get it all out.
People seemed to be having trouble understanding me by this time - what is it about you americans that you can't understand simple english? (Translated into Goblin by a drunken Druid, I admit, but so what?)
Now, can somebody tell me where I am? When I came round this morning, I was in a strange bed, in a strange world. I seem to have lost my plat, my armour, and my powers. My compass is missing, I can't call up my map, I can't even SEE my spell book, and I appear to have lost my voice, too. And my head hurts... I've never actually felt pain before, and I have to say I don't care for it much!
Hold on a sec... Theres a scrying glass here, next to a cream-coloured box... I wonder what this button does?
/screams
/peers out from under the bed.
Whats that humming noise?
Oh, the scrying glass is clearing... strange runes... a flowing flag-like symbol... can't quite make it out... hold on.. W...I...N...D...O...W... Is that last one S or Z?
Maybe, just maybe, I can use this strange magic to get back home...
I hope I make it.
