I vividly remember the first night I played, which was June or July '99, trying to simply learn how to get around, talk to folks, and generally not fall off Kelethin (took a few tries to learn that) while hanging out with my RL best friend. I also remember being fascinated by the rain.
Not long after, my friend and I were camping the undead obelisk in Lesser Fay. Between spawns this really low level high elf (level 5ish probably) without a stitch of armor came up to us, asking all sorts of questions. Suddenly behind him a mummy spawned, went "HOOO-AAAHH" as mummies do, and in one or two sickening crunches, mashed that newbie into paste. We both just stood in amazement, then spent the next little while howling with laughter.
I also fondly remember spending hours in Lesser Faydark trying to find and kill Crookstinger. That big ass wasp will always have a special place in my heart.
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