Saturday, June 20, 2009
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What the Mage?!
Sorry, no picture, oh well... here is my story..
*a short poem first!*
INVICTUS
~by William Ernest Henley; 1849-1903
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeoning of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul.
Invictus
~by William Ernest Henley; 1849-1903
Okay, here is the story:
Mage was warped to Einbroch, the city of steel, AKA Geographers, then, I walked to find some Geographers. But, she was too weak (lvl.20+) to combat fight a Geographer. Every lvl.10 Fire Bolt is like... 20+ damage. With Blessing, 40+~100+. It's impossible to kill a Geographer with a weakling like Mage.. plus, she is a stinky poo! You know why? It's because...she is so slow at casting, the Geographer will Heal itself before Mage can cast her Fire Bolt 10... =(
Then, Mage saw a Yellow plant. She Fire Bolted lvl.10 it. "1 hit!!" she said. After she picked up the loot, she continued walking and... guess what happened...
A GEOGRAPHER BIT HER! "1 hit!~" Mage said.
*a short poem first!*
INVICTUS
~by William Ernest Henley; 1849-1903
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeoning of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul.
Invictus
~by William Ernest Henley; 1849-1903
Okay, here is the story:
Mage was warped to Einbroch, the city of steel, AKA Geographers, then, I walked to find some Geographers. But, she was too weak (lvl.20+) to combat fight a Geographer. Every lvl.10 Fire Bolt is like... 20+ damage. With Blessing, 40+~100+. It's impossible to kill a Geographer with a weakling like Mage.. plus, she is a stinky poo! You know why? It's because...she is so slow at casting, the Geographer will Heal itself before Mage can cast her Fire Bolt 10... =(
Then, Mage saw a Yellow plant. She Fire Bolted lvl.10 it. "1 hit!!" she said. After she picked up the loot, she continued walking and... guess what happened...
A GEOGRAPHER BIT HER! "1 hit!~" Mage said.
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