So, it’s been a couple days since my last post. Nothing personal, just have other things I must attend to. You know, like stuff that normal people do when they aren’t playing the game, or when they are for that matter. So, I’ll just give you a few updates on what I’ve been up to, in game that is. My personal life isn’t all that entertaining, I promise. Well, unless you consider stuffing my face with doughnuts and coffee at 4am in the morning is hilarious. Nope, but it taste good. Can’t beat a fresh doughnut. I think I’m probably one of the only people insane enough to be up that early though, other than the officers enjoying their early doughnut. Biased, I know… but so true! Go to a Doughnut shop that early and you will always find at least one officer there, always!

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So, I got managed to get some friends of mine to sign up for DDO. One of them actually started to play a little bit which was kind of cool. I made a fresh toon so I could run with her, which felt odd. I’ve always started characters at level 4 with Vet status, and lately I’ve had Vet Status II, so if I made a new toon, it would be at level 7. To start out at level 1 was different for me, but I did it. The things you do for friends. I figured, since I introduced her to the game, I’d at least try to give a good impression. We’ll discuss my payment later, Turbine. šŸ˜‰

So, she went through the first part. That little grotto quest, cept I was waiting on the other side for almost a half hour before she finally came through the door. I can’t help but wonder if that was me when I started. I tend to pick up on things rather quick though and her… not so much. So, it didn’t really come as no surprise. I rolled up a Half Elf Artificer while she rolled up a cleric. It seems that every girl I get interested in this game rolls up a cleric first thing. What is with that? Something about women being moreĀ nurturingĀ or something? I guess, but they won’t be for long after playing a Cleric through a few bad PUGs. Seen it before, and I’m sure I’ll see it again.

So, after she finally got out of the Grotto, which I’m sure she died in because she hinted at it. Lucky for her, Celimus had her back. Girls gotta stick together, or at least so I’m told. We didn’t do much. We ran Heyton’s while I dragged her in on Elite. I told her what to do, and she stuck to it and tore our way through those nasty cultist. I tried to give her a few pointers along the way. She seemed to pick up on it fairly well, which was a huge relief. I tried teaching my mother once. Oh dear. That turned out very very odd. I looked on her screen and she was staring down at the floor screaming, “Where are they! I can’t see them!” I wonder why, mother. I wonder why. Long story short, my mother isn’t very coordinated. (Did I mention, she rolled a cleric too?) But, needless to say, she did much better than my mother. We got to the end of the quest and she was like, “I have to go!” I told her to at least wait till we finished but she insisted that she needed to go, so like theĀ chivalrousĀ guy I am, I ran into the final room, ignored all the mobs pounding on me and beat down the altar to finish. She left with a laugh and a, “Thank You!” and of course, her xp for completion. Lucky for me, I managed to make it out alive. My poor untwinked level 1 Arti took a beating in and Elite Heyton’s Rest, but I managed.

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I also managed to get my little Cube-let Companion out of the deal! Yay! That takes me up to three little companions to cuddle up with! Well, I’m not sure how the cube would work out. Are they all sticky? Either way, me and my guildies had a few good laughs. My Guildy whom normally likes to do ‘unspeakable’ things to my poor little Sniffer, wouldn’t have anything to do with my Cube-let. He’s been angry with me because of seeing less of Sniffer, though truth be told, I bring my Cube-let out on purpose when he is around. >:3 I still need to think of a good name for him, but that will come with time! Other than that… my Guildies just refer to him as Sniffer’s poo and yells at me to clean ‘That Stuff’ up off the Guild Ship.

Other than that, I did more Shroudage. Got ANOTHER Large Devil Scale. I seem to get them every run. This is fortunate. I took the liberty to post one on the Auction House and made some good money off it. šŸ˜€ I don’t look so poor now. Of course, with great money, comes lots of friends asking for some! What can I say? I probably owe most of them anyways. Haha.

Until Next time…

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A Rogue’s Day Out

Posted: August 15, 2012 in Perceptive Gaming

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In an attempt to give myself a break from the TR grind, I’ve been playing on a lot of lowbie alts lately. It’s been pretty interesting. One of the more interesting ones have been my rogue though. I went from playing a Hate Tank ‘Grrrr, I KEEEL U’ Monk with high survivability between heal scrolls, AC, Shadow fade, and 600+ HP to my lowly rogue with just over 100 HP, which I’d say is pretty good for a level 7 rogue, seeing as I’ve seen worse. My survivability includes jumping, Tumbling, sneaking, bluff, and Diplomacy. Not exactly what I’d call Top Tier stuff, but it works. I suppose I could have went Half Elf, but I have always enjoyed the Halfling race. I always feel so ‘free’. Such a big world and I’m just a tiny halfling. What class suits a halfling better than a Rogue? And Oh my Goodness, the Sneak attack damage is amazing. When I can get it in. Bluff has become my best friend in the whole world!

So, I ran my Halfling Rogue today, obviously. Quest included things like Proof is in the Poison and Carnival Chain. Yay! Rogue happy quest! No. Just No. I thought it was going to be easy, but I got put in charge of doing all the work at some point. Not sure when, but it just kind of happened. Today I joined one of my Guildies on his lowbie he was trying to level. A Druid. Yay healz!? Nope. He had Vigor, I think. That was about it. Dwarfs like to tick me off. Plus, he happens to be that ONE guildy that likes to do ‘unspeakable’ things to my poor little Winter Wolf Pup. So, I had to hide him.

Proof is in the Poison ended up being my little ole’ Rogue, my Guildy Druid, A random Pugging Sorc who had the urge to fling himself into the midst of combat and die and then a hireling cleric. Oreth, I think it was. The first time, my Guildy had some ‘pay back’ he wanted to give me. So, while I was uncovering that first trap, my guildy flung the lever and I was diced into a million little pieces. Don’t Kill your guildies in PVP with one hits on your dark monk with touch of death. They remember that stuff. They’ll get you back. Eventually.

Second time, the Sorcerer died like a room or two in. Yay! Pocket party members! So, we dragged him along to the shrine, or shall I say, I did. My Guildy decided to go AFK for a few, and left his hire and cleric on me. Fine, I said. I whipped out my shield wand and resist acid and ventured forth! I always say, if you can make yourself immune to Acid and MagicĀ MissilesĀ in that quest, then you are already immune to most of everything that quest really has to harm you. You still have to watch the caster swinging hypnotism though. Lucky for me, I was hidden most of the time. I just snuck around, with the hire and pup on my tail. They drew the aggro of mobs, and I snuck up on the casters, swinging my tiny blades in all the right places, taking them down with ease, then jumped and tumbled between the crowd of fighting to my next target taking them down with ease, One by one. If one turned toward me, a quick bluff took care of them. “Hey! Is that a sexy Dwarf lady!” They turned. Joke is on them. There are no Sexy Dwarf Women.

Eventually, my Guildy caught up and we got to the shrine. We dropped our pocket caster off and headed off, though he would probably been better off in my pocket. Moments later. *Ding* followed by *Ding* followed by *Ding*. We could only guess what was killing him. We were sure we cleared the room, but he would eventually catch up. I’m not sure when. Probably sometime near the last room where we tore the boss apart. Seriously, A Sexy Dwarf Lady bluff will work every time. It’s just so unbelievable that it actually works. Probably not a good idea to do it if there is a dwarf lady in our party though. I’ll have to remember to switch stuff around. Wouldn’t want a burly Dwarf lady barbarian to suddenly become hostile. Bluffs like that won’t work on them. It tends to have the opposite effect. There was this cousin of a cousin of mine. *Tsk Tsk*

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Finally we went into Carnival Chain, except, we didn’t get to take any rides. They were infested with Teiflings. Go figure. I knew clowns were creepy. A Small Problem, which is known probably to be the hardest actually turned into the easiest one for us somehow. The Chapterhouse was a pain, specifically at the spiked hallway. We had no true seeing, and guess what!? We killed every single mark in there down to the last one, which ended up being the real one. *Grumble* You can only imagine the time it took to just get past that. By the end of it, I think we were all a little annoyed. Oh, we didn’t have the Sorcerer at that point. We have a Cleric, bard, and a Monk that joined us. No real ranged characters. It was a sad sight to see. We were finally happy to get the quest done, when we received the key in the last chest. Most of us said ‘NO WAY!’ but ONE of us get going on about chest and loot and all that hum bug stuff. Ok, it was me. I guess there is no point in hiding my rogue nature. I like Loot.

Harharhar! So, there we were in the Vault Room! *Ding* *Ding* *Ding* *Ding* *Ding*. Let’s move on.

The Rogue took himself a break though. I was just too wiped. Not really, but I needed to take a trip to the store. So my party took off to do the quest, and they finished as I got back. Lucky me, I had already done it. So, we moved on. By this time, we were down to Me, My Guildy Druid, A Cleric, A Monk, and a Hire Cleric.

At that point, is when we actually went to the Carnival. There was Flame throwers, Doggies on balls, Strong man bells, All sorts of Illusionist and of course, a Succubus bent on destroying us all. I don’t thinK I would have minded though. There are worst ways to die than at the hands of a very attractive Succubus. Not today though! I was set to work on disabling traps left and right until coming across a band of magicians who locked themselves inside boxes and put swords through them! I always enjoyed that trick, but I’ll never enjoy it again. Not after having several running after me wanting my brains. “Take the Dwarf!” I screamed. The dwarf could at least look more beefy, even if he did have the smaller brain.

Finally, we got to the big top where we fought this sexy- er… Malicious Succubus. She died. It was sad to see her go, but we got loot! Yay Loot! My End reward happened to be the Runearm from that chain, which was nice as that was probably the only thing out of that chain that I didn’t already have. I already have most of the low level runearms, so that added nicely to my collection. Maybe one of these days, I’ll actually play my Artificer. So, my rogue had his fun for the day after being cooped up for so long doing nothing. Perhaps tomorrow, I’ll head back to my main and continue my grind there. Perhaps another time, my faithful Rogue. Another time.

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Until next time….!!! What characters do you like to play in your ‘off’ time?

While We Wait

Posted: August 14, 2012 in Perceptive Gaming

I hate those days where it feels like I’m doing more waiting than anything else. I jumped on my Sorcerer for a change to help a guildy out with Delara’s. I was one of the last to join, so we went in pretty quick, only for the trapper to suddenly have to leave because of ‘Lag’. Fun. With the upped ante on Elite traps, we don’t have much of a choice but to wait for a trapper to join. We ended up losing our healer in the midst of waiting and so we needed both a trapper and healer, Which if anyone knows how waiting for those can be… then you know it was a while before we got into the quest. So, what did I do in the meantime? Well… What does a DDO player do while waiting for a quest to begin?

Winter Wolf Pup on Airship

Obviously, standing on the airship playing with your pet is the most common occurrence. It is such a simple little thing, but so enjoyable to watch do their little tricks and whatnot. That is until, a random guildy comes up and tries to do ‘unspeakable’ things to your cute little pet. :/ We all have THAT guildy. The guy that you think might have some problems up in the head. If you don’t, then you’re that guy. Back to the topic at hand, It is easy access to your ship buffs and once the quest starts, you can just pop over to whatever house your quest is in or near.

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There is also the option of sitting in a pool of water and relaxing. This of course, if you are in a Guild high enough to have one. I am not, so this isn’t an option. Some of you Warforged might want to avoid the chance of getting all rusty anyways. Not recommended unless you are fleshy. Don’t let your pets in the water, unless you want guildies yelling at you for the water suddenly becoming a little ‘TOO’ warm or brown. Potty trained or not, EVERYONE takes a leak in the water at some point.

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Fashion shows with your pets can be extremely fun too. Take Mr. Malphunktion here and his mustache. Makes him look so very sophisticated. You know, for a Kolbold.

If you are more of a logistical person, then of course you COULD just go around making sure you have all your scrolls, pots, wands, components, and ect. Search the Auction Houses for some goodies, or just check out different stores around Stormreach to see what you can find there. Get that type of stuff out of the way that you will probably do later anyways. It’ll save you some to get some more XP! When, you know, your not waiting around.

But, what I like to do while waiting, is just catch up on a few Zs. The fresh air of the airship, makes for a relaxing place, if you aren’t terribly afraid of heights and the occasional creak and groan of wood soaring through the air held up by some strange magic that you hardly understand.

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I wouldn’t recommend altars though. They can be a bit… uncomfortable.

Until Next time, What do YOU do in your spare time?

Kobay, in the Flesh!

Posted: August 13, 2012 in Perceptive Gaming

So, it’s been a bit since I posted anything here and figured I should do so again. I mean, the last time I did a post, Dysic was in his second life, now he is almost 19 in his third life, except his name is changed to Kobay now. I found the name more suiting, for obvious reasons. ^-^

This is my 3rd and probably final life as a monk with him. I’ve had lots of fun with him for the past few lives, but I’m thinking it is time to move on, though it is gonna be tough. I’m at the point now that I’m already tanking, healing, rezzing, and smashing boxes to my heart’s content. I have more hp than 90% of the people that join my groups, which is nice… Oh, don’t forget DPS. I could probably be doing a bit better, but for a monk, I’m not doing half bad. Probably because of my 2 monk past lives and my active past life feat that really beefs up my damage. With my Oremi’s necklace and pumping out Stunning fist and Touch of Death left and right, I’d say not bad at all. Better than most even, given a one on one. So, in all… it’s gonna be a tough one to drop and move on.

Moving on to other things, there is a crazy fear of theĀ HarbingerĀ ofĀ MadnessĀ chain on Sarlona. Not exactly the chain, but In the Flesh on Elite. No one wants to run it!!! I ended breaking my streak on it JUST to get the quest done because no one wanted Elite. Now I wish I had waited, because me and a bunch of Guildies ran it today and blew the quest away. It was a bit rough, but we managed. The tricky part was getting far enough away from the beholders to get our healer up with a scroll after succumbing to fatal blows from a crowd of trash and a beholder or two on him. It was fun though. I made fun of him, we laugh and then we kicked the bosses’ butt. It’s just plain crazy how much of a difference can be made between PUGing and just a Ā bunch of Guildies. More organized, I guess? Psh… Can’t be it. LMAO.

Until next time…

Healers Love a Sexy Monk

Posted: March 6, 2012 in Perceptive Gaming

Just got finished flagging for Tor, and did that on Dysic. He is up to level 15 right now, but that is probably more thanks to my Greater Learning tome on him. šŸ˜€ I’ve been rolling the XP in with him. Which isn’t the only thing I’ve been rolling in lately. I’ve hit very close to 200% Heal Amp on him, and Radiant Servant aura on a cleric has been able to keep him up with ease on top of Curse of Healing, and Vampiric Stonedust wraps. I kind of wish I had better AC and saves though than he does have. Oh well… I got that planned for next life, which will be probably my 3rd Monk life.

Scary thought, because I’m not sure what I’ll go for after my monk lives are done. I’ll probably stick to him for a while before TRing though. But… that is all next life business. I shall focus on this life for now! For now, I’m just rolling in the XP, Heals, and hopefully some gear. I got a lot of it that I’m hoping to get. Even got me a list. Who knows? I’ve been too lazy for trades in the past… but I might pick up on it and see what I can get out of it. :p I have lots of stuff that are useless to me right now… just gathering up in my bank and bank toons. XD

Anyways… off to do something else! Like… maybe flag for shroud. >.> I always dread flagging stuff.

So, I’ve been slacking on my blogging, and with much excuse I suppose. I got my first podcast up and then there was other things to do from there. I ended having to increase the bandwidth of the site and upgrading some things including finding alternate methods of downloading for those who refused to download via itunes, for fear of apple or something. My guess is too much Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs as a kid… Regardless, that all actually went fairly decent, then all Hell broke loose and among connection problems I was having with my computer, my mic seemed to short circuit in the middle of trying to record my 2nd podcast. Boo!

Now I need to buy a new one, and until then… all recording has ceased to continue. Lovely, eh? Anyways, after an infuriating day with my computer among other things going on, I of course logged in to kill some kolbolds. Got me wondering a little bit about how much abuse they must get. Random people going in and wiping them out just because they can whether out of anger, or to get the next batch of xp added onto their little bar. I won’t say for loot.. because frankly, we all know they don’t have anything half way decent.

[Break for Shroud Run]

Gawh! I get out of shroud and I am missing my large devil scales! This seriously CAN NOT be happening. I have come to the conclusion… that good luck does not stack, but Bad luck does. Anywho… Kolbolds shall die tonight!

Podcast take over my brain

Posted: July 6, 2011 in Uncategorized

July is DDO’s official/unofficial podcast month! As an avid DDO player, I love to listen to podcast about my favorite game. DDOCast, DDOCocktailhour, and of course Kalari’s new Kal’s Den are among my favorites to listen to. They are all different in their own ways and I can’t help but tune in to each with every new episode. Recently Kal’s Den has been rocking my socks with her unending rants about many topics in MMOs.

I’ve always wanted to do my own podcast and until now I’ve been to timid too try it. Of course, after some talk with my favorite podcasters, I’ve decided to start my own. KorthosCast is my new Podcast dedicated toward New and Old players discussing the ‘social’ aspects among other things of Dungeons and Dragons Online. I’ve recently started to record for my first episode and after some nervous tensions, I’m really starting to enjoy this anymore. I can’t wait to get my first episode out there.

If you’ve never listened to a DDO Podcast, then I’d recommend it to anyone who wants to get a little more out of the game. There is just some aspects of the game that just don’t seem complete anymore without them. Regardless of the unending rants and discussions we face playing an MMO, we really have a supportive community and I couldn’t do this without you all.

Anyways, I still have some recording and editing to do, so I’ll be keeping this short. Anyways, Love you guys and hope you tune in at Korthoscast.webs.com. šŸ™‚ Here are some other podcast you can listen to.

Kalari’s Den
mmosmacktalk.com/kalsden/

DDOCocktailHour
ddococktailhour.com

DDOCast
ddocast.com

–Kobay (Culver.Civello)

When ‘Fun’ Happens

Posted: July 5, 2011 in Perceptive Gaming


Trixies of Sarlona during Guild Party
(The odd lighting of the Chronoscope gave this picture and interesting look.)

A lot of people seem to differ on their thoughts about the game and there always tend to be a lot of drama due to that and argument about what one players sees in this game compared to another. Yet, none of us are the same people so our definition of ‘fun’ is going to differ. That is just the way it is. Some people prefer power gaming, while more casual players like other things. Some like to Roleplay, and others do some hard core Permadeath. It is one game with many very different people, and even though we may clash when it comes to certain things, we have to understand that regardless, we are here to have fun. When this game becomes ‘work’, then it is simply not worth it anymore.

When I look at fun in DDO, I look at the people that I’m around. I love to laugh and joke with my guildies, and even some friends I’ve met pugging. I game a lot and grind out a lot, and so some people might consider me some type of power gamer, but when I’m questing, I manage to portray a totally different attitude than some may be accustomed to when dealing with similar players.

Yes, I Pug and a lot too. I like meeting new people regardless of what other horrible incidents I’ve been through. I’m met some great players that have the personality of a rock. Maybe a couple that are rocks with a little moss on them, but you get my point. Then there are other players that aren’t so great and are awesome to hang out with and I have no problem teaching them and helping them grow while we have fun together. Recently I met this sorcerer who really is a great guy. He is cool and we are always messing with each other and having fun, regardless of the fact that he is probably one of the most squishy sorcerers I’ve ever met. I’ve kind of learned to deal with it and there has been many times in which he has returned all that patience with him and saved me when I go and do something that I am about to regret.

So, when people have ‘fun’, it usually isn’t just whites and blacks, but many many shades of grey I guess you could say. We might just like a little bit of both, and that is ok. The one thing you shouldn’t do though is interfere on someone else’s fun. My sorcerer friend loves playing his build even though his squishyness has been known to grief both him and me. I give him advice to help him out, but never do I tell him how to play his Character. I think like many things in life, when your doing anything with another person, understanding is needed. If you don’t understand them, then try to do so. Don’t immediately fall to your perspective. When your not worrying about them, and you both enjoy yourself.. then Fun Happens. You are successfully playing the game how it was meant to be played.

Other than party members, it is always nice to have guild members too that you can rely on. In both instances, you want people that have close enough to the same views of fun that you do. It makes things much more interesting when you both can relate. I love my Guildies. They are the best and I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I have people that I can rely on to help me, and they know they can rely on me.

DDO is a game of community, whether in your party or in your guild. The last thing you want to do is make those around you angry, because that not only effects their gameplay, but yours as well. Reminds me of one of my favorite quotes, which I’m sure many of you know… “Happiness is not found. It is shared.” šŸ™‚

-Kobay (Culver.Civello)

A Fresh Look at Epics

Posted: July 4, 2011 in Perceptive Gaming

Iā€™ve always considered myself a person who was willing to try (almost) anything once. I’m reminded of my first ā€˜realā€™ carnival ride. If I recall, it was called ‘The Rainbow’. My mother practically dragged me onto the giant rainbow colored wheel and I stood in horror as I was buckled in and the ride began to spin. It was slow at first, then soon got faster and faster. Eventually, it became fast enough the it began to tilt and then began to rock back and forth and turn on it’s side. I remember my mother and a complete stranger on the opposite side of me telling me to stay standing straight up. I momentarily thought I was gonna puke and watch it go down on the person across the wheel from me. The thought immediately made me laugh and the ride suddenly seemed less horrifying. When I finally got off, I was still white as a ghost. Ā Honestly it scared me to death, but not nearly as much as I scared myself before even trying it. All in all, it was a very nice thrill and I think I could do something like that again one of these days. Iā€™m not exactly a fan of high and fast rides, but some things just arenā€™t for everyone.

I felt nearly the same way when it came to doing Epics in DDO. When I finally hit 20 on my first toon it was an exciting time for me, but also a time of fear. Like many other players, I read the forums and was immediately intimidated by all talk about epics andĀ extensive gear needed. I really was not looking forward to them at that point. I was a child again looking at a giant scary ride that I really was not sure if I was even prepared for in the least. I began to struggle with myself about doing them, and if I did do them, was I geared enough for them?

I had theĀ privilege of guildies who were there to answer many of my questions, and several of them that run Epics quite often. They helped me get the courage to do them, and even though I wasĀ reluctant, I finally stepped onto the ride. Pale faced, and stomach turning, my first experience didn’t go so well. To be fair though, we were heavily undermanned in Epic Chrono when several members of the party suddenly said they had to go for one reason or another and left the rest to die. Not exactly the introduction to epics you would like to have.

One of my guildies who had been in the run assured me that it was not like that usually. I’m glad he did, or I would probably would not have stepped into another one after that horrible rush into death. He logged shortly after and there I was alone and ready to try and give this another go. I mean… other people do this all the time. Why couldn’t I too?

I learned quick doing more and more epic quest of what it actually took to succeed. I had my share of failures and completions. I faced ‘The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly’. It was a learning experience like any. The mobs were tough but I pulled all the stops to try and succeed. My gear at this point became the least of my worries. I don’t think I have really the best gear, but I had decent gear and I learned to work with what I did have.

Soon, I learned the thrill in Epics. I might have still had that pale face, but it was slowly lighting into a fierce fury of excitement. That number ’25’ that had scared me before as a dreadful quest level had opened my eyes and seen it as a chance to do something even better than what I had did in the past.

The difference? The party. There was no one person that ran off and did one part of the quest while the others did another part to hurry and finish it. Everyone knew better and stuck together. Any arguments in my head of what was ‘optimal’ and ‘Mellee vs. Caster’ or whatever petty arguments that I may have seen on the forums when it came to end game was relinquished and I realized it was about how we worked together to succeed together. For the first time in playing this game, it dawned on me that we were in this together. I mean… I knew this before, but I REALLY seen this when it came to epics.

Somehow, when I clicked on the LFM, we as a party were ‘One’. It wasn’t just ‘roles’ but how we could help one another to succeed, whether that meant you were stuck in one role or you had to become a little versatile and change up your tactics. Before we enter the quest, we had to discuss and make sure we had everything we needed for the quest. We took as much time as needed, going over numbers and stats. It truly became a game of strategy and teamwork like it had never been before for me.

This new closeness has caused me to enjoy Epics now, and when I finally get everything I need and TR for my next life, I’ll be looking forward to doing Epics the next time around. It is no lie that Epics are tough, but when you realize what is needed to compete with the hordes of mobs, it becomes an adventure like it was never before.

I will urge anyone who is intimidated by epics or considering Ā just passing it up, that you at least try and do more than one because just one might not accurately portray what is really there in Epics. Don’t be afraid to pull out all the stops, get comfortable with your party, or even use your mediocre gear. Better is always better, but a game is a game and there is always more than one way to complete a quest–even in Epics.

Just like carnival rides, it might not be for everyone, but you won’t know until you really give it a chance and try. The chances are, that you will probably enjoy it as much as I have, so get out there and EPIC AWAY! šŸ™‚

–Kobay (Culver.Civello)

The path of the monk is perilous and full of trials that one must face. I’ve found that one such trial is overcoming one’s self. I can’t really say it is one trial, because it is more than that. We are full of trials that we must overcome. Everything we see and face brings on it’s own luggage. I had been right about the Harbor Master. He too had a task for us and it was not as easy as it had seemed. A few boys get lost in the sewers and we had to go fetch them. Turns out they had bit off more than they could chew. One had made it out barely alive while the other two were being held captive by kolbolds who had infested the sewers and claimed it as their home.

We fought through, facing many traps and hordes of kolbolds who yearned to stop us, yet we kept going and searching. We finally found what appeared to be a leader among them and got him to speak. He didn’t know of one of the boys, but the other was being held in his prison. Without many followers left, we left him to his own grief and found our way deeper into the sewers. We eventually found this Arlos who seemed stirred and not in his right mind. I could only imagine what kind of torture he had to endure. As much as I tried not to let this worry me, I couldn’t help but grieve for the boy.

We took what clues we had and found another clan of Kolbolds in the waterworks. These were even more organized and dangerous than the last. Luckily we were prepared and did what was needed to get through. After we distinguished the leader, we found our way into yet another prison. This time, it was full of death. I worried for the third boy, but all my prayers were in vain as we found the dead corpse of a young boy who simply wanted to adventure in the sewers unaware of what he would find. Searching his body we found marks saying “Shan-To-Kor”. I didn’t know what it meant, but it there was any vengeance for the boy, I would find it.

We searched marketplace for clues as to this ‘Shan-to-Kor’ and ended up finding a man who had lost his family’s signet ring. No doubt valuable to him as a family heirloom. If anyone could get it back, it was us. The man mentioned a sewer system that had been made a hideout for an infamous gang. I couldn’t help but chuckle. Surely it was just a bunch of no good thugs that could be easily dispatched of. I would later find out how wrong I was.

We found our way into the hideout and whipped past traps leading to a a lever that would open the door into the main facilities of the hideout. We stepped in, took care of a few of them and was suddenly bombarded with arrows. Our task that loomed before us stood daunting and laughing in our faces. One by one we fell till the last person went down with a thump. Luckily, we magically found our way out of it thanks to a handy spirit binder we had met in the same tavern where the man who wanted the signet was. After getting out… we prepped to go back in. Even as we did so, I could see the doubt in my comrade’s eyes. Even I admit there was some in me. Regardless we stepped back in a proceeded to where we left off.

Again, we were bombarded with arrows. My comrades started to fall around me when I felt the sting of arrows striking my body and I was suddenly forced to the ground. My body quivered in pain and stared into the face of death… The same face that that boy, Venn must have stared into as before falling into it’s grips. Vengeance boiled up inside we and I knew I couldn’t give up. Even those comrades around me that were still miraculously alive because they hid from the arrows seemed to be facing death in their own ways. I found myself whispering to them nearly unconscious. “I won’t give up. Not like this.” Finally I stood to my feet, pulled a potion from my pouch and chugged it down dropping out of sight of the arrows.

I’m not sure what hit me at this point, but I wasn’t ready to give in. As hopeless as it looked, I was ready to fight to the very end. I jumped back up to the path and ran until slamming my fist into the first archer, who suddenly looked so helpless as he stared at the vengeance in my eyes. He went down. Then another.. and another… I ducked back down drinking a couple more pots and then worked my way even further up the past, trying to ignore the pain of arrows ripping into my skin, threatening to send me straight into the embrace of death. I finally found some casters up top who had been tearing my comrades to pieces. The first went down easy. Suddenly, I was freezing as a storm of sleet rose up around me. As much as I suddenly wanted to give up, I couldn’t. My allies were counting on me. I forced my way through the storm trying to keep my unsteady eyes on the caster who had made the storm. I flung my foot out tripping him onto the ground, then slammed my fist full of vengeance into the man finally taking him out.

After taking out a couple more archers, I pulled the valve holding a door shut, and jumped inside as the shadows of a comrade, Trappur appeared holding the soul stones of our other comrades. He had a sudden twinkle in his eyes as he had apparently been watching me the whole time and was impressed. I myself didn’t realize I had it in me, but I had managed. We found a place to rest and revived our allies and easily took care of the rest of the gang and found the signet. Perhaps one of these days when I came face to face to my father, I hope that I have that same courage… because I know I will need it.

Until then… Shan-To-Kor… I’m coming for you!