he shard of Napa Valley was shocked on Tuesday the 24th of March, when a group of players known as the 'Freds' invaded the city of Trinisic and caused chaos throughout the town!
The whole event started when "Prowse" sent us numerous ICQ messages telling us to all meet at the Trinisic Bank at 9pm Pacific. We were to make a 'newbie' character with 50 swordsmanship and 50 tactics, character hairstyle and facial hair would end up being the only difference that the group would have.
When we first arrived at the bank there was much confusion by all. It was easy to find all the people named 'Fred' but finding the person who was running the event was another matter. For about 5 minutes everybody was running around asking each other thier real characters name and wondering were the leader was or what we were supposed to do.
After standing around for a couple of minutes the group of 'Freds' that were there noticed another group of 'Freds' dressed in similiar outfits. The leaders had arrived and were finally getting things under way.
We were all given a plain yellow dress and a jesters cap to wear as our uniform. A excutioners axe was also provided so that we could 'whack' our competition. Once everyone was properly outfitted with the uniform then people started to yell "LINE UP! Lets take some screenshots!"
So we did. We first all lined up in single file with our uniforms on and standing at attention. We had about 12 members to our party at this point. After taking the 'standing at attention' screenshot we then prompted to show the public our war faces and we all went into 'attack mode' and lined up once again to take another shot.
By now everyone was gettin anxious and looking for blood. Once the screenshots were over the 'Head Fred' ordered us to march though the town out to the gates. This military march lasted for about 6 uniform steps before the 'Freds' became wild with fury and went into a all out sprint towards the gate.
With a 'Rebel Yell' the 'Freds' broke ranks and dashed in a frenzied mob towards the gates. Onlookers were shocked and amazed to see such fierceness in the group of 'Freds'. Woe is thee who would be unfortunate enough to stumble across this frenzied mob outside of the Trinsic gates.
Once outside the gates the 'Freds' thirst for blood was unmatched! In fact so bloodthirsty were the 'Freds' that some of the members attacked prematurely, still within the guards protection sphere. How noble it was to see a comrade fall as the leader uttered the inspiring words of "One down 20 to go!"
"Come On!" Yelled another as we hurried up the road. The 'Freds' yellow dresses blazing hot fire in the sun. Our foes would taste our blood that day as we readied our axes for the coming attack!
Upon the road we met our first victims of the day. A group of Great Lords had gathered on the road to practice thier magery skills. Upon first seeing the 'Freds' the Great Lords were amused at our appearence and laughed at us, but they would soon realize our true intentions.
At once the leader called out 'ATTACK' and the 'Freds' hellfire fury wash unleashed! The tidal waves of rampant, bloodthirsty, 'Freds' was an amazing site to see. The horror on the Great Lords faces was unmatched as they realized that they wer outnumbered 20-1.
The fight that insued was one for the history books. The 'Freds', unarmored and with little combat skills valiently fought against the Great Lords. But alass the 'Freds' learned a horrible lesson that day. We proved to ourselves and to the world that 4 armored Great Lords are more then enough to handle 20 screaming, bloodthirsty 'newbies'. The 'Freds' were slaughtered on site.
Although we were beaten down by the Great Lords the battle was not over yet. The 'Freds' not having staisified thier bloodythirsty urges continued to 'instant rez' time and time again, cheating death and continuing the fight. We would leave this day only in victory or death!
Death seemed to be on our side that day as the Great Lords once again mowed us down. After a few moments the gods would not allow us to 'instant rez' anymore and the battlefield lay in bloody ruins with nothing but 20 ghosts running around.
Only the few very 'die hard' Freds chose to run back to town to try to 'rez' once again. Most of the 'Freds' chose to haunt the Great Lords in death with our chilling OOOoooooOOooOoOOOOOO's
With that the battle had ended and our fun had been had. We were glad that we had not hurt any of the Great Lords for our deonstration was all meant in fun. No serious injurys were taken and no Trinisic property was damaged..(We think). We hoped that our demonstration had by far topped the "BOB's" earlier event. In this we issue a challenge to the "BOB's" bring forth your mighty warriors so that the 'Freds' may squash you and show you how to die honorably! Come forth all "BOB's"! We await your challange and hope to fight you on the battlefield.
May god have mercy upon your souls!
