S
'Shy
Guest
I had the greatest time in DF today! Happily killing plated fiends with my level 25 Druid when we lost it to Albion. I knew it was only a matter of time till they found me and splattered me all over the walls.
"INC!!" yells a NS and everyone runs.. Well I knew there was no point running as I'd probably lag into mobs, so I just stood and awaited my fate.
But they didn't kill me! Instead we danced and hugged, and I cried, thinking I was going to die any minute. Eventually they ran off and I went up to the merchants to rez a few peoples. Got a bad pull and had to zone out, realising too late that a Briton was helping us
/salute

"INC!!" yells a NS and everyone runs.. Well I knew there was no point running as I'd probably lag into mobs, so I just stood and awaited my fate.
But they didn't kill me! Instead we danced and hugged, and I cried, thinking I was going to die any minute. Eventually they ran off and I went up to the merchants to rez a few peoples. Got a bad pull and had to zone out, realising too late that a Briton was helping us
/salute
