Ready to go <Anonymous>?

[Carkle Jackson]

Please join me in congratulating Camien on dinging level 60! This is a feat that only occurs once but can be lauded (to Camien's chagrin) regularly for years and years.

[Kalanis]

Grats Camien, and I told you guys, mycah is officially an eq mini celeb lol!

[Lakos11]

Originally Posted by Carkle Jackson [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.]

Please join me in congratulating Camien on dinging level 60! This is a feat that only occurs once but can be lauded (to Camien's chagrin) regularly for years and years.

Thank you for this Carkle.....I got a chuckle out of it while dealing with a long long work day.

[FatMice]

Lakos AFK's during Seb groups! Good guy tho.

[Lakos11]

Originally Posted by FatMice [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.]

Lakos AFK's during Seb groups! Good guy tho.

I afk during raids too, what's your point? [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.]

[Carkle Jackson]

Grats on back to back planes tonight... Hate then Fear! Kudos to all who got gear!

[Speedi]

This thread is missing some Original Carkle updates. Like the earlier Carkle updates with all the funny sayings and screenshots!

Free bump for friends and a bunch of cool folks! [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.]

[Carkle Jackson]

It was dark. Dim. Dingy. I knew the place I stood was safe... Relatively safe. But somewhere in the dark I could hear the clicking sounds of skeleton feet shuffling over rough cut stone. If I closed my eyes and listened intently, I could also hear the sounds of bile golems sliding across the same stones undisturbed by the skeletons and floating sperms they share this basement with.

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I had ventured down here in search of experience and loot. I had found some but I had also found death and pain.

As I was reflecting on the death and carnage of the last few hours, I received a message from my companions-in-arms, my guildmates, <Anonymous>. The Plane of Hate had fully spawned and loot, experience, and honor awaited those who would venture in and send the minions thereof back to the infernal pit from whence they came.

As a rogue in his 51st level, gear is everything! I had visions of me striding around around in Woven Shadow Greaves and Boots...Vambraces even. But there I was; stuck in the basement of the Howling Stones.

I asked the guild for help and a short time later, Oteso the wizard showed up. The very air around him seemed to come alive with sparkles and within seconds, we were standing on a wizard spire a continent away.

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I looked around and I could see was a plethora of fellow guildmates awaiting the start of this grand expedition. My fellow guildmates were at first shocked to see me (for I have not raided in at least 5 months). Their shock quickly turned to shouts of greeting as they welcomed me back to the <Anonymous> raiding scene.

It was a flurry of activity as we formed ourselves into groups but in a short time we were ready to leave. Oteso started ferrying groups up to the Plane of Hate. My group of adventurers was the third or fourth group to port up and I remember standing there waiting to go... Feeling my gorge trying to rise as I steadied my nerves for the coming conflagration.

The wizard spire disappeared and when my vision cleared, I could see we were in the Plane of Hate and that the room was already safe and secured. The first groups had done their job and done it well. We reassembled our travel groups into our fighting groups and our monks started pulling the minions of Hate to our camp.

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The monsters started dropping and so did planar gear. Gear that is so highly sought after that men and women have given their lives just for the mere chance of obtaining it.

We soon worked our way from the zone-in to the organ hall. Killing the spawns of hell left and right. We soon had the Plane of Hate cleared and in an amount of time <Anonymous> will struggle to beat in future raids.

I looked around at my guildmates and could see their eyes alight with the visions of past glories and glories yet to come and I knew that this raid must continue. This raid force is a thing of legends and legends must be told of the day that <Anonymous> cleared Hate and then immediately assaulted Fear!

<Anonymous> left the Plane of Hate and we started making our way to the Feerrott so we could mobilize for the Plane of Fear. In another life, I am an Ogre Shadow Knight of the 52nd level. I shifted over to my other form and met up with the raid force in the Feerrott.

My fellow guildmates were chomping at the bit in anticipation and after just a few moments, we raced as a herd through the portal.

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Over to the west wall we ran. Creatures were on us like flies on spoiled meat. We fought for our lives. Nay... We fought for the glory of <Anonymous>! We fought like lions. Like dragons. We fought with a fury born of the memory of all of our guildmates who have ever lost their lives in this accursed plance. We fought. And we won. We cleared that plane of the filthy creatures who call it their home.

I remember... after the last mob fell... I looked around. Guildmates surrounded me. Some beaten. Some bruised. Some covered in the spattered blood of friends and foes alike. Some in new gear. Some in the same gear they were wearing when they entered the Plane of Fear. All with looks of excitement and satisfaction on their faces.

These are my comrades-in-arms. These are my allies. These are my Guildmates!

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Are you ready to Go <Anonymous>?

[Carkle Jackson]

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[Lakos11]

TIGHTEN UP THE A!!!