I was a 16 Wizard, duoing with a 16 druid friend. We were camping the bandits in Gfay, and decided to cause some trouble in Kunark. This was on Sullon Zek, faction-based PvP.
After a very long trek across two continents, we finally ended up in Field of Bone. We tore apart the newbie field...I remember my pulse pounding as I successfully used shadow-step to confound an even-con shadow knight and take him down...
Eventually, the evils brought in backup and found out where we were bound. I distinctly remember my druid friend telling them to 'floss with my tampon'. In response to that they beat her up, and essentially escorted us to the Swamp of No Hope. They just dropped us off there and left us to die.
One of the evils eventually took pity on us, and walked us back to the boats to Butcherblock, only after hearing us promise we wouldn't come back again.
Games these days just don't play this way anymore... Truly a fascinating experience.
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