Accepting the new challenges set up by the addition of Hard Mode, DVDF Alliance members embarked on their quests for gold and glory. First results were seen as early as on Sunday, with the emerging Guardians of Elona…
But that was not enough.
No more than 5 days of tough and exciting fights, a few cups of tea and a lot of chocolate cookies later, having defeated all the foes from not-so-peaceful Istan, through dangerous Kourna and exotic Vabbi, up to the treacherous lands of Desolation, the first Elonian Vanquisher saw the light of day.
Monsters of Tyria beware - you’re next!
Disclaimer: no cats were harmed during the vanquishing, though one has fallen into a swimming pool (her own fault, I had nothing to do with it).
April 12th 2007, thumbleweed rolls past in Warcamp International Districts… Suddenly, out of nowhere, appear 4 monks…
They already knew this day wouldn’t be like any other day. The ground starts to rumble, a bunch of warriors and assassin storm Warcamp, one yelling “Leeeeeeeeeroy Jenkinssssss!”. The monks sigh, they join up with the ruthless savages, knowing this won’t be fun, but one hell of a training, like a test. Unlike any other organised group, these savages seem to have no fear of big groups of enemies, nor they take the blame if they die, all responsibility lies with the monks. Screams and shouts on the battlefield, like “n00b!”, “Heal me!” and even flames to the monks (”n00b monk, heal me!”). Even dead these warriors seem to be annoying and arrogant (”omg N00b monk, you ain’t healin, fss, rez me 11!!1!!1!”). Even though, these monks chose to do this, knowing this would happen…
Happy monking! >-^_^-
