Archive for July, 2005

Bored of Life?

Monday, July 25th, 2005

I was in a class raid on Stratholme, in the Scarlet Crusade part of town. Our raid party had infiltrated the base of the Scarlet Crusade and were heading in to defeat their leader. The cramped fighting conditions made battle a little awkward at times, and one had to be careful about stepping in to […]

Treasure/Trap Duality

Friday, July 15th, 2005

Defeating the evil (yes, evil) tendril-palmed undead and moving on, we find ourselves weaving back to the water-filled corridor, albeit from the other side and thus now with access to what we bypassed before in fear of getting the Paladin's feet wet or drowning a Gnome. Following the carved corridor along, and passing through a […]

They Seem Nice Enough

Thursday, July 14th, 2005

We leave the dead Ogres behind and explore the many tunnels that lead off from the cavern. Only a few lead anywhere, so we pick a direction and off we go. We find a smaller cavern that has mounds of dung in it, and a couple more exits. Whilst picking a new direction we are […]

Keep Your Voice Down

Saturday, July 9th, 2005

I joined a raid group heading in to the Scarlet side of Stratholme, hoping to eliminate the evil in there and liberate some interesting armour and equipment. The raid group worked quite well as a team, and there was cooperation and little bickering, which made the expedition enjoyable, even in the cramped and crowded conditions […]

It Is Expected Of Me

Thursday, July 7th, 2005

After what seemed like a long period of contemplation, our Paladin decides that he'd rather face some Ogres than have to retreat through 3' of water, so our party decamps and heads through a narrow path through the rock walls, which opens out in to a fairly large room. Our Rogue has a quick look, […]

Musings on Being a Warlock

Friday, July 1st, 2005

An early memory I have of working for the Alliance recalls a time in Westfall, near the lighthouse, where The Aberrant Chapter, as a group of us were known then, were confronted by another small group of adventurers. Well, we were not confronted as much as I myself was confronted. I was accused of meddling […]