Back in Crushbone. Part 2. Last venture went well so enter foolishness and bravado. But more lazy than foolish, perhaps this is how wolves get prey. Run around looking for group again and meet some folks from earlier except now they brandish a shiny new guild tag. SLAMDUNKATRON. Interesting. Guild names more inventive here than blue. Chat with them and eventually invited to group. Looks like another ragtag group but beauty of red, no one cares, just get 6 able bodies and go to work.
Things looking up again in Crushbone. Xp flying, coins and loot all over, no griefers in sight. Then first newcomer arrives, Redgrocer, announces his presence and I prepare. Have to assume worst case scenario. Lucky this time, seems to be high druid. Buffs us and spot heals. Genuinely nice folk around it seems. Xp still flowing, time passing by, Redgrocer cracks a few jokes, "WTS Knuckle Sandwiches", etc.
Group keeps on getting levels, up to 12 now for me. Plan our move into the dreaded castle. What could possibly go wrong. Nothing it seems. Ding 13, ding 14. Not much to report. Accidentally nuke tank instead of heal, friendly fire! Glad nuke only does 19. Tank sure was nervous. Good laugh. Wishing I had brought new spells, didn't realize full group so fast for xp. Get a full castle pop pull and we're blasting away at it. Mezzes, roots, heals, adds. Going great.
Then it happens. Right in the middle. Perfectly executed. Ugly troll (any other kind?) in full plate bearing name of Cornhole smashes in. B lining for me. No time to con. Mashing root, resist, flash of light, resisted. Troll has prepared well. Have to use size to advantage. start running around table in castle room. Tiny gnome hard to get to amidst chaos. Weaving between mobs, keeping table between us, distance too. Group bears in on her, have to DA. Pulse racing, bravely tank while entire group tries to kill. Finally troll gives up and forced to flee. Good battle fought, 1v6 and none of us in any shape to give chase I think, as bloodthirsty bard goes after Cornhole. Doesn't manage to kill, but not surprised. Glad bard didn't die. Thing was beastly tank.
Group settles back in to grind. Feeling good, survived first gank, strength in numbers. Redgrocer shows up again, buffing and healing once more. Back into good xp groove. Few guys leave group but we feel confident, new levels under belt, defended territory. Unstoppable. We stay, clear a big pull and it happens again. Oom and low hp this time. Out of nowhere, ranger and a rogue appear. Rooted. Backstabbed. But not giving up. Land flash of light on ranger, rogue still zeroed in on me. Root gone. Dead. At least it was quick.
Running back, rogue waiting for me at next lift over. He seems noble, not attacking me. "Nice fight" he says. And it was. Can't be mad at them for providing entertainment. Make way back to castle. No signs of either ranger or rogue so back to it we go. Going well then more show up. But they aren't after us. It's Redgrocer's turn. Godzila, a monk runs in, gets sitting blow on poor druid, boom 150 health gone. Doing best to heal him but light healing only go so far. Godzila's friend comes. Redgrocer fighting back but sadly outmatched. Nothing we can do to help and down he goes. Godzila says, "my ranger's regards".
Pvp definitely serious business. Nothing quite like it.
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