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Darn those updrafts! I feel like Marilyn Monroe!

Yesterday's journey to Hyboria started as my visits usually do; with a good solid session of evangelism atop the ol' Preachin' Rock. This prominence is located right at the gates of Tortage, allowing me to holler at passing adventurers without distracting them from their questing. Dancing attracts the most attention, I find.


You can tell the new players, because they're dressed like gay disco pirates.

Business was slow, though I did make one short-term convert when I moved a bit away from the gates. My conversation with him actually attracted a little knot of newbies who seemed interested in what I had to say. The player, who is located right in front of me in this screenshot, wasn't terribly eloquent, but he got into the spirit of the thing, and even went back to the Jungle. Later, I saw him in the city and he complimented me on my dress.


A face you can trust.

Following this success, I was heartened enough to make a new attempt on the "Get me Four Fish" quest. This time, I took time to survey the pirate encampment from the water, and noticed a single fish hanging from a pier. I was able to reach it without getting out of the water. I sat there for a few minutes, considering my next line of action.

And then... a miracle occurred.

There was a faint glow of blue light, and a new fish appeared on the rack. I took it as well. And waited... and a third fish appeared! And a fourth! Praise Mitra! I'd found a Drying Rack of Infinite Fishes!

Or, possibly, I just learned how to take advantage of respawning points in quests. I am going to try very hard to pretend it was an in-game miracle, though. I'm working hard to suspend my awareness of the game structure. And frankly, it feels like cheating, somehow. In any case, I hurried my armload of fish back to the starving fisherman who'd begged me to bring him food.


He needs to eat a lot to maintain that beard.

He was suitably grateful, and in return for me dying several times, he presented me with a fish fillet knife. It's worth 5 pieces of tin, or enough to buy 1/5 of a frayed glove. Golly. As I turned to leave, I noticed something odd. My fisherfriend was standing in front of his house, next to a table...


The mugs appear to be full of lead.

... that miserable, duplicitous dog. Starving in the midst of plenty, it seems. If indeed he was starving at all. I believe he is working for the Red Hand, the wicked criminal league who runs Tortage. They are angry with me for warning people away from the city, and are trying to kill me by playing on my sense of charity.

That is the only explanation that makes sense.

After this unpleasant realization, I tool up in rawhide armor and killed a bunch of panthers. Made level 8!

Date: 2009-06-13 04:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] halfelf.livejournal.com
Mayhaps we can, one day, sit down and swap stories over frothy mugs of lead!

Date: 2009-06-13 01:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pyat.livejournal.com
Yarr! Frothy lead and everfull fish!

Date: 2009-06-13 06:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stress-kitten.livejournal.com
Heheh...

This epic saga is entertaining me greatly. I hope Conan has some good solid quest-lines soon that make you feel like you are moving through a plot. WoW gets better at that the further you go in the game. The most recent episode actually has a phasing system in place so that after you finish a quest, some areas of the world change as a result of your actions. So cool!

Date: 2009-06-13 01:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kores-rabbit.livejournal.com
It doesn't have any good solid plotlines. The solo-questing peters out at the higher levels, too. I think our dear pyat is in his Conan heyday right now.

Date: 2009-06-13 03:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kores-rabbit.livejournal.com
I didn't mean to poop on your party, lad.

Date: 2009-06-13 06:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pyat.livejournal.com
Nah, it's cool. I've gotten my $3.95 of fun out of it, and the game is getting more and more tiresome. :) I'd quit at some point, in any case.

Date: 2009-06-13 07:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tuftears.livejournal.com
No, no, you see, he is a REALLY fast cook and he turned the fish you brought him into that fine repast there. Fish fillets! Fish balls! Fish beer!

Date: 2009-06-13 12:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pyat.livejournal.com
And fish-roast-chicken!

Date: 2009-06-13 01:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hannahmorgan.livejournal.com
Is that like chicken-fried steak?

Date: 2009-06-13 02:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pyat.livejournal.com
It's the chicken of the sea!

Date: 2009-06-13 01:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kores-rabbit.livejournal.com
I was gonna say, that fisherman looks mighty fat for a starving man!
He's also got ploughman's lunches set up on the table! Piggy pig.
No one wants a mug of delicious lead? I hear it keeps you grounded.

Date: 2009-06-13 07:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pyat.livejournal.com
And more to the point, he had those lunches there when he sent me on the quest!

Date: 2009-06-13 04:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] katepufftail.livejournal.com
Ahhh, lead. Second sweetest of the heavy metals!

Date: 2009-06-13 07:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] doc-mystery.livejournal.com
(sniff)

I'll miss that white dress.

And all these stories.

::B::

Date: 2009-06-14 10:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hossblacksilver.livejournal.com
Isn't gay disco pirate kind of redundant?

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