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Hulbur
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The wonder of going to bed early, and waking up to a new world.
In the good old days, Albs raided us from 12.00 GMT to 04.00GMT and we all knew and accepted that (well most of us). What ever the albs took while we got our beauty sleep (and we trolls need a lot), we would take back during primetime RvR.
At some point, the albs startede getting some players that knew the sharp end of a spear from the blunt, and their superior numbers helped them getting a temporary upper hand.
The joy was short lived, as NP did the sensible thing a made a Alliance with their IRC friends, Celtic fists and once again the albs was on the run.
This resulted in a sort of unspoken agreement, that the Mids didn't wan't to touch the Hibs because of the help we got at that time, but NOW!
Now you go and change the rules, the pact is broken. You have no idear what you have done. Like the small child opening Pandora's box, hoping to find candy, only to find the wrath of armageddon.
Odin's fury will hit Hibernia like a freight train comming at you with 200 mph.
Fairly warned be thee, says I
In the good old days, Albs raided us from 12.00 GMT to 04.00GMT and we all knew and accepted that (well most of us). What ever the albs took while we got our beauty sleep (and we trolls need a lot), we would take back during primetime RvR.
At some point, the albs startede getting some players that knew the sharp end of a spear from the blunt, and their superior numbers helped them getting a temporary upper hand.
The joy was short lived, as NP did the sensible thing a made a Alliance with their IRC friends, Celtic fists and once again the albs was on the run.
This resulted in a sort of unspoken agreement, that the Mids didn't wan't to touch the Hibs because of the help we got at that time, but NOW!
Now you go and change the rules, the pact is broken. You have no idear what you have done. Like the small child opening Pandora's box, hoping to find candy, only to find the wrath of armageddon.
Odin's fury will hit Hibernia like a freight train comming at you with 200 mph.
Fairly warned be thee, says I