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Midgard Mile GateBack in the dark ages of Gawaine when Midgard almost never came out to play and Garek ruled Hibernia with an iron fist, some guildies and I were running about and decided to check out Midgard Mile Gate in Emain. What more did we stumble upon than a group of mids and hibs fighting! Being the nice albs we are, we jumped in and attacked the hibs. I jumped in on a druid (?) with a Norse, and he let us over the edge, and then he tried to run through the gates back to his groupmates. We both slay him inbetween the gates and stop and look at each other. After exchanging /salutes and /cheers, we rush back into battle and think we finished off all the hibs. But I was wrong... :X Turns out there were still about 3 hibs left up top and my group was all dead. Vile hibbies! I rush up the stairs with my new Norse friend right behind me. We jump on an elf caster, and he goes down pretty quick, but I've taken a bit of damage and I have to use up Faith Heal. Then I start working on a lurikeen rogue (not sure if he was a nightshade or ranger) with a Warden on my back. He jumps down taking the norse, warden, and I for some falling damage. The Norse died. :( I'm twisting like a pro, and eventually get the luri down. Then I turn my attentions to the warden . . . but I'm at 10% hp vs his 100% . . . and I'm 2h specced! Time to whip out the good 'ol 23 spec sheild and start hacking... I managed to keep my life stable between 0-10% hp while working off about 40% of his life. I'm spamming /y like a loser and my group mates kept cheering me on, and I'm *finally* relieved by an infiltrator who graciously perfed him and helped take him down quick. Whew! Time to start rezzing... Ghetto Style! -12:31pm 7/23/03 |
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