Haldar
Fledgling Freddie
- Joined
- Jan 15, 2004
- Messages
- 1,114
Yep.
Bow and sword go onto wall, axe to chop meat in kitchen, spear will become a rake to work land and grow potatoes, dog will guard house and grow fat, poisons will be used to draw away rats and tartaros staff will be used to light fire in hearh....
Hroft, Halldar and Ragnhilda along with fat troll Enforcer will rest from now on.
/sigh
Ok, less roleplaying.
It is just no fun anymore :/ Number of people is far below comfort play level, at least for me. Hence ---. And i dont see myself starting anew on a new server. Simply forgetting old characters, who retain part of my soul with them, behind -is not for me.
My final /wave goes to all ppl i've played with, but - tradition goes - to name it specific
My only guild - Black Company.
Oxota - for teaching me how to play Shadowblade _well_.
Jimli and Dragev - for crafting my first armor and weapons back in 2002.
Paradigm - for not evading FG in final SB fight on tournament in 2003
Salamurhaaja, Jox and Eul - for our conversations and fights together.
Pin, Wittor and Elajt - for being strong and honorable arch-enemies
Cyclodia, Vodkafairy and Deception - same
Takhylock and Sourcream - for revitalising a half-asleep guild.
and last, but not least - Healler - for his excellent dragon raids and being most friendly person i've ever met in this game.
Future plans...dunno. AoC, possible (theoretically - same probability as sun going nova this month i guess) clustering, starting anew - all of it for now resides near zero probability. And anyway - 6 days ago my second daughter was born, so all thoughts are with family - for now and some upcoming months
However, i think i will reactiate in fall or so - to keep things neat in personal and guild house. Rituals should not be forgotten.
But - weapons can be sharped again, eh?
Kind friends and companions, come join me in rhyme,
Come lift up your voices in chorus with mine;
Come lift up your voices all grief to refrain,
For we may or might never all meet here again.
So here's a health to your company, and one to my lass,
Let's drink and be merry all out of one glass;
Let's drink and be merry all grief to refrain,
For we may or might never all meet here again.
Bye ppl.
---
"We sit together, the mountain and I. Until only the mountain remains"
Bow and sword go onto wall, axe to chop meat in kitchen, spear will become a rake to work land and grow potatoes, dog will guard house and grow fat, poisons will be used to draw away rats and tartaros staff will be used to light fire in hearh....
Hroft, Halldar and Ragnhilda along with fat troll Enforcer will rest from now on.
/sigh
Ok, less roleplaying.
It is just no fun anymore :/ Number of people is far below comfort play level, at least for me. Hence ---. And i dont see myself starting anew on a new server. Simply forgetting old characters, who retain part of my soul with them, behind -is not for me.
My final /wave goes to all ppl i've played with, but - tradition goes - to name it specific
My only guild - Black Company.
Oxota - for teaching me how to play Shadowblade _well_.
Jimli and Dragev - for crafting my first armor and weapons back in 2002.
Paradigm - for not evading FG in final SB fight on tournament in 2003
Salamurhaaja, Jox and Eul - for our conversations and fights together.
Pin, Wittor and Elajt - for being strong and honorable arch-enemies
Cyclodia, Vodkafairy and Deception - same
Takhylock and Sourcream - for revitalising a half-asleep guild.
and last, but not least - Healler - for his excellent dragon raids and being most friendly person i've ever met in this game.
Future plans...dunno. AoC, possible (theoretically - same probability as sun going nova this month i guess) clustering, starting anew - all of it for now resides near zero probability. And anyway - 6 days ago my second daughter was born, so all thoughts are with family - for now and some upcoming months
However, i think i will reactiate in fall or so - to keep things neat in personal and guild house. Rituals should not be forgotten.
But - weapons can be sharped again, eh?
Kind friends and companions, come join me in rhyme,
Come lift up your voices in chorus with mine;
Come lift up your voices all grief to refrain,
For we may or might never all meet here again.
So here's a health to your company, and one to my lass,
Let's drink and be merry all out of one glass;
Let's drink and be merry all grief to refrain,
For we may or might never all meet here again.
Bye ppl.
---
"We sit together, the mountain and I. Until only the mountain remains"
