My personal dickhead triumph was ninja looting a white scale off Gorenaire for my bard epic. Was the last thing I needed for months, and the guild I was in wasn't interested in doing Gore. I took my brother's old account he wasn't playing anymore and ran an Iskar from Cabilis all the way to DL and parked him near the zoneline where most guilds killed gore.
I waited until a school mate's guild was going to kill Gore. As soon as she went down I snuck in while the raid group was ressing and another naked iksar wouldn't look out of place. A good portion of the raid had died and I was able to take advantage of the chaos. Got my body positioned perfectly so I could sit inside the corpse without being seen. Then started spamming /loot hotkeys
I knew the guild leader would tell the raid not to open the corpse until he had a chance to be the first to see the loot, and if I remember right there wasn't any visible timer for when you could loot, just said you weren't allowed to yet.
I sat there hiding and spamming /loot until I got in. I saw the scale, looted it, and then camped out like my life depended on it.
Logged onto my bard and asked my school mate how the kill went and his response was "bad luck, no book or scale" and I'm like "awww bummer mate", all while jumping around in my bedroom excited as hell. Biggest adrenaline rush I ever felt playing the game lol, and somehow I had gotten away with it.
To be safe I waited a few weeks before transferring it over to my Bard. Still no heat and no one the wiser. Then made up some lame story to my guild about how I had bought it from an old player who was clearing out his account and wanted plat. And just like that, I had my Bard epic
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This must have been in early 2001 (pre luclin) on the Prexus server, and the guild I stole from was Domus Divinae. Sorry guys!