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![]() raid ended and for some reason everyone stayed in group and went AFK for the nigth (we were in shadowhaven) so the few of us that were still awake around 3am decided we would port the group to gfay and coth the rogue to crushbone and levi him and push him thru the zoneline and once in crushbone we coth'd him to emp crush and somehow had emp crush kill him
thats prob my fav memory.
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[59 wizard] Cexii (high elf) <Venerate> -retired find me on Agnarr [65 wizard] Cexii (high elf) <Flames Of Reverence> | ||
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![]() Being at the first ever avatar of war kill
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![]() I have numerous nostalgic moments, which I will name a few:
- One of my characters running across the plains of Karana and being awe inspired at the bridge, thinking (in game) the size of the spikes tugging it across the river must have been created by giants (the Combine Empire). - My bard being invited to one excellent group at the giant fort in Frontier Mountains. There was a monk in our group that dropped, and then later gave me his silver and copper coins. I remember moving through two levels in my 30s with that group. And it was one of the few times (only three other games made me do this) - "Alright, a few more minutes... hey, what's that bright thing peeking through my windows? The sun? But it is ... what time is it?" - My bard taking the boat to Velious for the first time and running across that dragon's skeletal bridge, stopping to listen to the winds, and thinking "Typical winter sounds of Chicago!" More as I think of them. | ||
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i was on Povar. the rogue was named Gnidget.
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[59 wizard] Cexii (high elf) <Venerate> -retired find me on Agnarr [65 wizard] Cexii (high elf) <Flames Of Reverence> | |||
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guildie logs in, "why am I naked...? wheres my corpse?..crushbone??? No one has my password! How did i die there?" | |||
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[37 monk] Cenii (human) -retired
[59 wizard] Cexii (high elf) <Venerate> -retired find me on Agnarr [65 wizard] Cexii (high elf) <Flames Of Reverence> | |||
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![]() 1. Going to Velious for the first time and crossing the giant bridge in Iceclade (or Great Divide) can't remember which. Thinking how amazing this new continent was visually and how many adventures it might offer.
2. First time in Vox's lair doing a pickup raid for Vox when I was like lvl 45 (cleric). 3. Getting Ragefire to spawn and actually being there sitting for when he popped (Skyfire version) mobilizing my entire guild to come help with it and racing another guild that was trying to leap frog, winning the race and getting my cleric epic. | ||
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![]() 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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![]() I was a young'n when I played live, which is crazy to think about.
Anyway, my very first character was a half elf warrior, named eloquently, Neutronium (named after my favorite bomb in Master of Orion 2). I was an uber noob, never played anything online at that point. I was running around through EC when I got wrecked by a random mob. Some guy tried to save me. His name was Dagimir. I still died. A week or whatever goes by, and I decided I wanted to play a shadowknight. So I make one, named after my hero. I call myself 'Digimir'. Some few months go by. I run into Dagimir as Digimir. I was so excited to meet him. He abruptly says, "you stole my name. Let's duel to see who keeps it". Reluctantly, I accept. He destroys me. I keep Digimir regardless, but never see him again. | ||
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