![]()  | 
	
| 
	 | 
| 
		 
			 
			#1  
			
			
			
			
			
		 
		
	 | 
|||
		
		
  | 
	
	
		
		
			
			 I died somewhere, on my level 27 Barbarian rogue, and quit for a year. Came back, Velious was out, and my guy was naked. Ran into the guild leader of the Wolf Pact on Solusek Ro, a semi-roleplaying guild of only barbarians. He hooked me up with a slime coated harpoon, mith bp, and a few other pieces to get started. Then I spent the next 20 or so levels being asked "Sow please" because they saw the SCH on a barb and assumed shammy... 
		
		
		
		
		
		
		Sitting at my buddy's house, grouping in Sebilis while he watched, listening to Buddy Holly by Weezer, and 2 other songs, on repeat because its what was playing, for hours. This one goes beyond "classic" but, the night I got back out of bed (school night in high school), rejoined my guild's raid of Fennin Ro in the Plane of Fire, and got the best backstabber in PoP, Ifir, Dagger of Fire.  | ||
| 
		 | 
|||
| 
		 
			 
			#2  
			
			
			
			
			
		 
		
	 | 
|||
		
		
  | 
	
	
		
		
			
			 That first run from Felwithe to Kelethin along the path in the middle of night, not knowing if you're about to encounter an orc pawn which will surely kill you or if you'll take a wrong turn and hit one of the dead ends. 
		
		
		
		
		
			Add poor lighting, a CRT monitor, and an increased heartbeat....then the relief when you get to the Kelethin lifts and see friendly faces and maybe someone who will give you a buff [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] 
				__________________ 
		
		
		
		
		![]()  | ||
| 
		 | 
|||
| 
		 
			 
			#3  
			
			
			
			
			
		 
		
	 | 
|||
		
		
  | 
	
	
		
		
			
			 i always made toons in gfay area, I was a wood elf ranger and i would go up to powerful players and ask them for plat. this one female wood elf warrior gave me 10pp, was a huge deal. 
		
		
		
		
		
			somehow i acquired like a full set of banded armor, i was level 7 wood elf ranger. i'm also in the 4th grade at this point, i think I look SO COOL with the little tree image on my chest. Im in crushbone at the entrance, just out of the tunnel by that one tree. Someone has a Green Jade Broadsword and I think it's the coolest looking sword in the world. One of us propses the trade, my full set of banded for his green jade broadsword and we accept on the trade. Except he put like a rusty 2hander in the window and I put all of my banded armor in and hit trade. Dude ran off and im trying to figure out what happened. was so upset I quit the wood elf druid and made a dwarf warrior, just like my older brother. the rest is history fuck you whoever it was on The Nameless 
				__________________ 
		
		
		
		
		 | ||
| 
		 | 
|||
| 
		 
			 
			#4  
			
			
			
			
			
		 
		
	 | 
||||
		
		
  | 
	
	
		
		
			
			 Quote: 
	
  | |||
| 
		 | 
||||
| 
		 
			 
			#5  
			
			
			
			
			
		 
		
	 | 
|||
		
		
  | 
	
	
		
		
			
			 so I make my dwarf warrior and kill some goblins and find a rusty Scimitar. i think its SO AWESOME looking and i decide its the best weapon in the world. I would kill mobs through BBM and everytime I would die i'd never be able to find my corpse. Id spend the next 30mins-1hr looking for another goblin wielding that rusty scmitar. I decided I could only hunt with that. 
		
		
		
		
		
			Then I found out a NPC deep in kaladim would pay 1 WHOLE platinum for a cracked staff. So when I went to GFAY at level 5 or so everytime I got a cracked staff i would run all the way back to Kaladim, go into the lower Kaladin and go into that hut with that one merchant who would give me a FULL platinum for my cracked staff. repeated this process constantly 
				__________________ 
		
		
		
		
		 | ||
| 
		 | 
|||
| 
		 
			 
			#6  
			
			
			
			
			
		 
		
	 | 
|||
		
		
  | 
	
	
		
		
			
			 On Tallon Zek a gnome offered escorts to BB in Greater Fay. I was on my brand new wood elf ranger. 
		
		
		
		
		
		
		On a blue server I had played a few levels on a barbarian shaman, making me more experienced with the Everfrost area. With my limited knowledge, I thought this was a great opportunity to return to the more familiar Black Burrow. So, I meet the gnome at the lifts, he starts taking me down a path. While isolated, we are suddenly attacked and rooted by a named Earth Elemental!! I get rooted and the gnome refuses to help me. To make the matter worse, someone was hitting me with magic nukes! Disgusted at his apathy I did the only thing I could think of, I started unloading all of my VERY expensive arrows into the gnome. If he was going to let me die, I would not let him live either! I didn't care that I was burning through coppers worth of ammunitions! It was only much later I realised I had actually been duped. Indeed, this magician was trying to trick newbs into following him to BUTCHERBLOCK so he could PK them. He was not the apathetic bystander I had believed, it was his earth pet and nukes that had attacked me! When he saw a young ranger not knowing the difference between bb (butcherblock) and bb (blackburrow) he must have thought he struck gold!  | ||
| 
		 | 
|||
| 
		 
			 
			#7  
			
			
			
			
			
		 
		
	 | 
||||
		
		
  | 
	
	
		
		
			
			 Quote: 
	
 ?? 
				__________________ 
		
		
		
		
		 | |||
| 
		 | 
||||
| 
		 
			 
			#8  
			
			
			
			
			
		 
		
	 | 
|||
		
		
  | 
	
	
		
		
			
			 From what i gathered from the story, the mage was neither afk or petless. 
		
		
		
		
		
			
		
		
		
		
		 | ||
| 
		 | 
|||
| 
		 
			 
			#9  
			
			
			
			
			
		 
		
	 | 
||||
		
		
  | 
	
	
		
		
			
			 Quote: 
	
 In retrospect suspect the gnome panicked and either gated or hit the nearby Lesser Fay zoneline. Then again, I suppose a corpse run just following the path would have been pretty trivial and easily forgotten. What I do remember is continuing my adventure down the path alone, eventually zoning into Butcherblock (not black burrow sadly). I made the best of the situation when I realised the scarabs were slow runners and slowly levelled up beyond level 9 (I remember getting those sweet spells!) doing this. Ivory would be proud of this bow kiting ranger. I think my name was 'Group'. I chose this intentionally to receive mistells from other newbies, find where they were hunting and track them down, like the wood elf bounty hunter I was.  | |||
| 
		 | 
||||
| 
		 
			 
			#10  
			
			
			
			
			
		 
		
	 | 
|||
		
		
  | 
	
	
		
		
			
			 Wife and I were with a group in ToFS when a GM came by and roleplayed with us. She asked how an half-elf ranger (wife) justified being married to a DE shadowknight, and we responded with a "circle of life" story. 
		
		
		
		
		
			Wife earned some trinket gift. Shadowknight got scowls, because... racism. 
				__________________ 
		
		
		
		
		Gnawlunzs Phrogphry 
			Master Angler, Baker, Cadger, Drunk "If you can't eat a frog, then eat two."  | ||
| 
		 | 
|||
![]()  | 
	
	
		
		
  | 
	
		
  |