Well, life in Gfay is definitely exciting. The other day I saw a brother elf, so I walked up to start some small talk with him. All of the sudden I noticed - HE WAS HOLDING A DAGGER!!! He simply said “hi” and when I looked up at him the murderous glint in his eye almost threw me into a panic!

Indeed, I was standing before another horrible pker! Why else would he be carrying a dagger?

I regained my composure, and managed to escape.



As has become my routine, I informed the good citizens of GFay that they were now safe.



Apparently, some people began to suspect that I was the aggressor in this situation. This was absolutely NOT the case, I assure you.











I realized that apparently the zone was being literally overrun by pkers, and a lot of justice would have to be delivered before the zone could really be considered ‘safe’. Here are a couple of the countless potential pkers who were neutralized for the sake of peace:





I had one misunderstanding between myself and an elf who was apparently not actually a pker, so I apologized and I think we both learned something from the experience.