My first EQ memories are scattered, because it was my brother's game, and I was barely allowed to play (mostly cause he needed the pixel fix). However, I got hopelessly addicted to the game simply by watching over his shoulder for many, many hours.
The first character was Aadirsen, a dark elf shadowknight. Starting stats were +CHA and +AGI, because that way things would be cheaper, and being agile is important, right?
He ran around Neriak for a while, considering ghouls and stuff. I was terrified by the "what would you like your tombstone to say" message when he looked at an ogre guard. I remember being disgusted by the appearance of ogres and trolls. I hated their kind.
Over the next days I watched as this shitty Dark Elf got his dick smacked my large beetles. It confused me that this stupid dark elf couldn't hit the GIANT FUCKING BEETLE he was fighting.
"Why does he keep missing?" I asked.
My brother switched camera views and pointed at the crude polygons and was like "that's why, idiot," as though this really explained anything.
He wandered into Lavastorm the next day day and got his throat ripped out by a fire drake.
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