Was always fun to interact with you. Good job. n/t

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Posted by Astillian on October 26, 2000 at 09:31:20:

In Reply to: Good bye posted by Imbrogno(VIP) on October 25, 2000 at 20:48:37:

> I rolled Dardignac with the highest expectations. It's probably the best role I've ever written, there aren't a lot of Maran bards, and I knew scrolls/staves could be abused like crazy by a bard. Then the quest last night hit. Two mob deaths. 50k, no biggie, I worked it down to 35 tonight. Then the Arbiters hit. I was flagged for a crime I did not commit, I saw Arbiters sitting in guilds that were not theirs(there's one that's especially bad about this and I hope my in-game note to Astein and Bria brings about proper punishment), and their actions in general were piss poor on all counts.

> Arbiters-Way to alienate your most staunch defender. The cabal is great, but the lot of you blow, especially a particular individual who shall remain nameless, has been seen on numerous occassions sitting in guilds that weren't his, and other assorted things that I find revolting. Achknar, you're the only one I respected, the rest of you are morons man, and remember that that's coming from somebody that has always given you the benefit of the doubt in the past.

> Sylvan-Didn't interact with a lot of you. Krestanor was my best friend and I ranked him up from like 20th. I'm surprised we didn't get questioned about perma-grouping we were together so much. Sometimes you just find an individual that you know is competent and you don't want to give up that competency for "The Third".

> Empire-Killed some of, got killed by some of you, you're basically unimportant at this point.

> Battle-I ranked with some wannabes early on, hell, I even ranked with some real ragers and all the while I had the biggest sack of magical shit on me that you can imagine. probably 100 pounds worth of shit. I thought it was funny.

> Master-shrug

> Shokai-dammit, I'm done with you this time I SWEAR IT! I can't take praying day after day after day and getting no response. Our playing times just don't mesh for shit or you were watching me or something. I don't know.

> Lhuzias-it was fun

> Here's my role:

> Role + VISIONS
> Role +
> Role + The sword had just missed my ear! That split second when I had lost concentration
> Role + nearly caused me my life, but the dying were all around me and their moans were
> Role + a great stake that was repeatedly stabbing my heart and soul. I had led many men
> Role + here, but the chances of any being there to follow me out were growing more and more
> Role + slim. What would I tell their families? How could evil be winning? It wouldn’t be
> Role + long before it moved into the city, our precious Aridhol.
> Role +
> Role + A sensation, as if falling, and then a sudden jerk.
> Role +
> Role + Intruders. Possibly from another clan, but it could be trollocs as well. I had briefly
> Role + felt a tingling sensation which usually meant the presence of a myrddraal, but it was
> Role + too fleeting to be sure. I crept along the edge of the garden, my eyes scanning the
> Role + surrounding hills for some moving form, hoping it was a trolloc rather than another
> Role + clan. We were running short on goats as it was, we didn’t need any more stolen and
> Role + blood feuds were more taxing on us then even the largest group of trollocs. Then I
> Role + saw it, a single myrdraal staring straight at me, it’s gaze pure fear. My knuckles
> Role + of my right hand whitened around my spear as I leapt towards the fade.
> Role +
> Role + A sensation, as if falling, and then a sudden jerk.
> Role +
> Role + The swords sang as they whirled about me and my body was moving to their enchanting
> Role + song. I had worked long and hard learning about the BladeSong and the King was
> Role + pleased at my progress. “It has been many thousands of years since we had a BladeSinger
> Role + in our midst. It’s not a skill easily learned. I’m sure your abilities will help us greatly if
> Role + the minotaur ever strike. Remember to fall back to the Vaults if our defenses falter” he
> Role + had said. I would be ready for the beasts, hiding in those Vaults was not what I wanted to
> Role + do with my life.
> Role +
> Role + A sensation, as if falling, and then a sudden jerk.
> Role +
> Role + The warning horns were screaming. The fire giants would fall upon our city this day.
> Role + The caravan was growing ever nearer and the cityguards were joining us in preparations
> Role + for battle. Surely with them and my many fine swordsmen we could hold off the onslaught.
> Role + “Rally around me men” I yelled, “We’ll skewer them on our blades and be home in time for
> Role + dinner. This I know!”
> Role +
> Role + A sensation, as if falling, and then a sudden jerk.
> Role +
> Role + The forest! Not the forest! Tulpebb and his men had really done it this time, and those
> Role + damned Masters! Damn them! My beloved forest was being destroyed! I was reduced to
> Role + hiding in what remaining foliage there was. Most of my guardians had already been killed
> Role + so it was just me and my flail. I might fall, but damn if I wasn’t going to take some of them
> Role + with me. I hadn’t become THE forest guardian because I was a pushover. I’ll fight those
> Role + bastards tooth and nail! Here they come!
> Role +
> Role + A sensation, as if falling, and then a sudden jerk.
> Role +
> Role + What a blessed day! Our duergar friends have finally agreed to help us build a most
> Role + magnificent tower! The agreements have been made and construction will begin very shortly!
> Role + Oh I’m sure the King is most pleased. This will surely be the greatest accomplishment of
> Role + the entire dwarven race, duergar included! Oh, I must carry this news abroad! The dwarven
> Role + race will have its Tower!
> Role +
> Role + A sensation, as if falling, and then a THUD!
> Role +
> Role + “Damn it Dardignac! You’ve drank nearly all of me ale and now you’re clogging up a
> Role + stool! If you’re going to keep nodding off do it in your damned bed and not at my bar. I
> Role + was awunderin’ how long it was going to take for you to fall off the damn thing. You’ve
> Role + been swayin’ there for hours and have nearly broken the damned stool, not to mention your
> Role + bloody head about 5 times. Every time I thought you were going to fall over you jerked back
> Role + upright, which is a damn shame, there are plenty of payin customers wanting your damned
> Role + spot! Git! Damn it, git! This’ll be the last time I pay you for your stories with free ale! If
> Role + you broke one of the legs on that stool I’ll break one of yours!”
> Role +
> Role + Whew! That was close. I was sure that bartender was going to take my head off. What odd
> Role + dreams, they felt like I was actually a part of them! I’ve told a lot of stories, but many of
> Role + those I have no idea about. I had heard the Elven Vaults were where the elves fled when the
> Role + minotaur struck, but that dream was far too detailed for what little I knew about the situation.
> Role + BladeSong? I’ve never heard of it. And just who worries about clans stealing goats? And
> Role + wielding a spear in one hand! I’ve never heard of such a thing! I think that old bastards ale
> Role + was rotten. Making me hallucinate! Fool is probably mixing in mushrooms of some kind.
> Role + Crazy old loon.
> Role +
> Role + I’ll have to ask the guildmaster about some of these stories. He always has good ale too, not
> Role + that rotten stuff that last crazy bastard served me. I need something to dull the pain and this
> Role + bump on my head is most unbecoming. I oughta go back there and slap that barkeep a good
> Role + one, if not for serving me rotten ale then for having stools with screwy legs. No forget it,
> Role + there’s no ale to be had there.
> Role +
> Role + AT THE GUILD
> Role +
> Role + “Greetings young Dardignac!” The guildmaster was always a little too cheery. “My, look
> Role + at the size of that bump! You haven’t been fighting have you? It’s much too early for that!
> Role + You’ve learned many of the weapons very quickly, and the sword! It’s like you were born
> Role + with one in hand. I’ve never seen anybody take so quickly to the ghastly things! I nearly
> Role + sent you away to the warrior’s guild when I saw how readily you took it up.”
> Role +
> Role + At this point I brought up the visions. I told him in detail about what I had seen and in what
> Role + context. He simply frowned at me. He told me that at times the cycle of seasons is incomplete,
> Role + that the last dead leaf doesn’t fall from tree, or if it does that it doesn’t always have to fall
> Role + far. I understood immediately, he was talking about the winter of life, death, and the ensuing
> Role + spring, rebirth. It seems that he thought that I actually was ALL of the people from my visions.
> Role + He thought that I was their reincarnated form. I wasn’t ready to accept that, I’m just a bard
> Role + afterall, but it gave me something to think about.
> Role +
> Role + SIMPLY A PASSENGER TRAVELING DOWN THE ROAD OF LIFE
> Role +
> Role + The visions have continued in sleep, as well as while awake which was frightening. The
> Role + guildmaster nearly tripped over his own two feet when I hunched my shoulders and snorted
> Role + at him. I have no recollection of the event, but he said my voice changed as well as my posture.
> Role + Really strange.
> Role +
> Role + Something pushed me towards studying the religion of the great Phoenix, Lord Shokai. I’m not
> Role + sure what exactly, I’ve never been a particularly combat-ready individual, but it appears that
> Role + whatever did it wants to see Victory in the name of the light. I guess it’s possible that one of my
> Role + previous “identities” urged me in that direction, many of what I suppose are my past personas were
> Role + military men or fighters of some kind. It’s just all too creepy. I’d almost rather return to being the
> Role + simple drunken story-teller, but I guess if anything my new predicament will enhance the stories
> Role + that I have to tell.
> Role +
> Role + LOSING TIME (IN MORE WAYS THAN ONE)
> Role +
> Role + Lately I’ve been losing more and more time to the visions that I see. I call seeing them losing
> Role + time because I can never remember what I was doing. All I know is that when I snap out of it
> Role + people are often gawking at me or heading for the door. Some have even called me crazy! I just
> Role + hope I don’t get into trouble one day while I’m losing time.
> Role +
> Role + The guildmaster has forced me into mastering my singing voice. He says that the higher end songs
> Role + take a higher level of voice mastery. I’m not quite sure about that and all of this singing practice
> Role + has left me despising my choice to become a bard in the first place. If I do master my voice it will
> Role + be more a testament to my patience and perseverance than to my willingness and enjoyment of
> Role + singing.

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Comments:	> > I rolled Dardignac with the highest expectations. It's probably the best role I've ever written, there aren't a lot of Maran bards, and I knew scrolls/staves could be abused like crazy by a bard. Then the quest last night hit. Two mob deaths. 50k, no biggie, I worked it down to 35 tonight. Then the Arbiters hit. I was flagged for a crime I did not commit, I saw Arbiters sitting in guilds that were not theirs(there's one that's especially bad about this and I hope my in-game note to Astein and Bria brings about proper punishment), and their actions in general were piss poor on all counts. > > Arbiters-Way to alienate your most staunch defender. The cabal is great, but the lot of you blow, especially a particular individual who shall remain nameless, has been seen on numerous occassions sitting in guilds that weren't his, and other assorted things that I find revolting. Achknar, you're the only one I respected, the rest of you are morons man, and remember that that's coming from somebody that has always given you the benefit of the doubt in the past. > > Sylvan-Didn't interact with a lot of you. Krestanor was my best friend and I ranked him up from like 20th. I'm surprised we didn't get questioned about perma-grouping we were together so much. Sometimes you just find an individual that you know is competent and you don't want to give up that competency for "The Third". > > Empire-Killed some of, got killed by some of you, you're basically unimportant at this point. > > Battle-I ranked with some wannabes early on, hell, I even ranked with some real ragers and all the while I had the biggest sack of magical shit on me that you can imagine. probably 100 pounds worth of shit. I thought it was funny. > > Master-shrug > > Shokai-dammit, I'm done with you this time I SWEAR IT! I can't take praying day after day after day and getting no response. Our playing times just don't mesh for shit or you were watching me or something. I don't know. > > Lhuzias-it was fun > > Here's my role: > > Role + VISIONS > > Role + > > Role + The sword had just missed my ear! That split second when I had lost concentration > > Role + nearly caused me my life, but the dying were all around me and their moans were > > Role + a great stake that was repeatedly stabbing my heart and soul. I had led many men > > Role + here, but the chances of any being there to follow me out were growing more and more > > Role + slim. What would I tell their families? How could evil be winning? It wouldn’t be > > Role + long before it moved into the city, our precious Aridhol. > > Role + > > Role + A sensation, as if falling, and then a sudden jerk. > > Role + > > Role + Intruders. Possibly from another clan, but it could be trollocs as well. I had briefly > > Role + felt a tingling sensation which usually meant the presence of a myrddraal, but it was > > Role + too fleeting to be sure. I crept along the edge of the garden, my eyes scanning the > > Role + surrounding hills for some moving form, hoping it was a trolloc rather than another > > Role + clan. We were running short on goats as it was, we didn’t need any more stolen and > > Role + blood feuds were more taxing on us then even the largest group of trollocs. Then I > > Role + saw it, a single myrdraal staring straight at me, it’s gaze pure fear. My knuckles > > Role + of my right hand whitened around my spear as I leapt towards the fade. > > Role + > > Role + A sensation, as if falling, and then a sudden jerk. > > Role + > > Role + The swords sang as they whirled about me and my body was moving to their enchanting > > Role + song. I had worked long and hard learning about the BladeSong and the King was > > Role + pleased at my progress. “It has been many thousands of years since we had a BladeSinger > > Role + in our midst. It’s not a skill easily learned. I’m sure your abilities will help us greatly if > > Role + the minotaur ever strike. Remember to fall back to the Vaults if our defenses falter” he > > Role + had said. I would be ready for the beasts, hiding in those Vaults was not what I wanted to > > Role + do with my life. > > Role + > > Role + A sensation, as if falling, and then a sudden jerk. > > Role + > > Role + The warning horns were screaming. The fire giants would fall upon our city this day. > > Role + The caravan was growing ever nearer and the cityguards were joining us in preparations > > Role + for battle. Surely with them and my many fine swordsmen we could hold off the onslaught. > > Role + “Rally around me men” I yelled, “We’ll skewer them on our blades and be home in time for > > Role + dinner. This I know!” > > Role + > > Role + A sensation, as if falling, and then a sudden jerk. > > Role + > > Role + The forest! Not the forest! Tulpebb and his men had really done it this time, and those > > Role + damned Masters! Damn them! My beloved forest was being destroyed! I was reduced to > > Role + hiding in what remaining foliage there was. Most of my guardians had already been killed > > Role + so it was just me and my flail. I might fall, but damn if I wasn’t going to take some of them > > Role + with me. I hadn’t become THE forest guardian because I was a pushover. I’ll fight those > > Role + bastards tooth and nail! Here they come! > > Role + > > Role + A sensation, as if falling, and then a sudden jerk. > > Role + > > Role + What a blessed day! Our duergar friends have finally agreed to help us build a most > > Role + magnificent tower! The agreements have been made and construction will begin very shortly! > > Role + Oh I’m sure the King is most pleased. This will surely be the greatest accomplishment of > > Role + the entire dwarven race, duergar included! Oh, I must carry this news abroad! The dwarven > > Role + race will have its Tower! > > Role + > > Role + A sensation, as if falling, and then a THUD! > > Role + > > Role + “Damn it Dardignac! You’ve drank nearly all of me ale and now you’re clogging up a > > Role + stool! If you’re going to keep nodding off do it in your damned bed and not at my bar. I > > Role + was awunderin’ how long it was going to take for you to fall off the damn thing. You’ve > > Role + been swayin’ there for hours and have nearly broken the damned stool, not to mention your > > Role + bloody head about 5 times. Every time I thought you were going to fall over you jerked back > > Role + upright, which is a damn shame, there are plenty of payin customers wanting your damned > > Role + spot! Git! Damn it, git! This’ll be the last time I pay you for your stories with free ale! If > > Role + you broke one of the legs on that stool I’ll break one of yours!” > > Role + > > Role + Whew! That was close. I was sure that bartender was going to take my head off. What odd > > Role + dreams, they felt like I was actually a part of them! I’ve told a lot of stories, but many of > > Role + those I have no idea about. I had heard the Elven Vaults were where the elves fled when the > > Role + minotaur struck, but that dream was far too detailed for what little I knew about the situation. > > Role + BladeSong? I’ve never heard of it. And just who worries about clans stealing goats? And > > Role + wielding a spear in one hand! I’ve never heard of such a thing! I think that old bastards ale > > Role + was rotten. Making me hallucinate! Fool is probably mixing in mushrooms of some kind. > > Role + Crazy old loon. > > Role + > > Role + I’ll have to ask the guildmaster about some of these stories. He always has good ale too, not > > Role + that rotten stuff that last crazy bastard served me. I need something to dull the pain and this > > Role + bump on my head is most unbecoming. I oughta go back there and slap that barkeep a good > > Role + one, if not for serving me rotten ale then for having stools with screwy legs. No forget it, > > Role + there’s no ale to be had there. > > Role + > > Role + AT THE GUILD > > Role + > > Role + “Greetings young Dardignac!” The guildmaster was always a little too cheery. “My, look > > Role + at the size of that bump! You haven’t been fighting have you? It’s much too early for that! > > Role + You’ve learned many of the weapons very quickly, and the sword! It’s like you were born > > Role + with one in hand. I’ve never seen anybody take so quickly to the ghastly things! I nearly > > Role + sent you away to the warrior’s guild when I saw how readily you took it up.” > > Role + > > Role + At this point I brought up the visions. I told him in detail about what I had seen and in what > > Role + context. He simply frowned at me. He told me that at times the cycle of seasons is incomplete, > > Role + that the last dead leaf doesn’t fall from tree, or if it does that it doesn’t always have to fall > > Role + far. I understood immediately, he was talking about the winter of life, death, and the ensuing > > Role + spring, rebirth. It seems that he thought that I actually was ALL of the people from my visions. > > Role + He thought that I was their reincarnated form. I wasn’t ready to accept that, I’m just a bard > > Role + afterall, but it gave me something to think about. > > Role + > > Role + SIMPLY A PASSENGER TRAVELING DOWN THE ROAD OF LIFE > > Role + > > Role + The visions have continued in sleep, as well as while awake which was frightening. The > > Role + guildmaster nearly tripped over his own two feet when I hunched my shoulders and snorted > > Role + at him. I have no recollection of the event, but he said my voice changed as well as my posture. > > Role + Really strange. > > Role + > > Role + Something pushed me towards studying the religion of the great Phoenix, Lord Shokai. I’m not > > Role + sure what exactly, I’ve never been a particularly combat-ready individual, but it appears that > > Role + whatever did it wants to see Victory in the name of the light. I guess it’s possible that one of my > > Role + previous “identities” urged me in that direction, many of what I suppose are my past personas were > > Role + military men or fighters of some kind. It’s just all too creepy. I’d almost rather return to being the > > Role + simple drunken story-teller, but I guess if anything my new predicament will enhance the stories > > Role + that I have to tell. > > Role + > > Role + LOSING TIME (IN MORE WAYS THAN ONE) > > Role + > > Role + Lately I’ve been losing more and more time to the visions that I see. I call seeing them losing > > Role + time because I can never remember what I was doing. All I know is that when I snap out of it > > Role + people are often gawking at me or heading for the door. Some have even called me crazy! I just > > Role + hope I don’t get into trouble one day while I’m losing time. > > Role + > > Role + The guildmaster has forced me into mastering my singing voice. He says that the higher end songs > > Role + take a higher level of voice mastery. I’m not quite sure about that and all of this singing practice > > Role + has left me despising my choice to become a bard in the first place. If I do master my voice it will > > Role + be more a testament to my patience and perseverance than to my willingness and enjoyment of > > Role + singing.

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