So guess what I did last night? I was in a pt for less than an hour, and cleared level 14 after a random pl bestowed her kindness upon us. Then I had to leave for a bit, and lost that pt.
I got back, and met up with my best girl friend in the game, and we ran around the highlands squashing bees and hiding from gobs for a while. We each tried a few sheep and quads, but we were leveling 14 and 12 jobs, so they kinda kicked our asses. I could take them, but they always poisoned me and I decided that with 2 antidotes left, I'd better stop pushing my luck. :P
I had my flag up while we were running around, and I got an invite which I decided to decline, because my comrade and I were having too much fun. So I took my flag down and went back to merrily punching the hell out of tiny plants. Not five minutes later, I get a tell from the same guy. "/really nd you." Awww, it's fun to be needed. I said "/ok, give me a few minutes." He was quite grateful, and so I finished up with my buddy and headed for the dunes.
Casually strolling into the dunes, I whipped out my map to see where my new best friends were holed up. That was when I realized, to my embarrassed horror, that after I created this new character last week, I neglected to obtain a map of Valkurm. Grrrr. After sheepishly admitting this to my new pt, I then waited 10 minutes for the last pt member to show up and escort my newbie butt out to camp.
So there we were, a 14mnk and a 15rdm, otherwise known as tasty gob appetizers. We ran like mad across the unforgiving sand, dodging gobbies right and left. Then we get to the tunnel. I have no idea what it's called, but I like to think of it as the CAVE OF DEATH, since I died there 3 times in a row one afternoon. Well, as you probably know, sand bats enjoy hanging out in the middle of the tunnel, and unless you're packing silent oil, you're gonna get aggro'd.
Since I can credit sand bats with at least 75% of my deaths to date, I'm just a tad skeeved by the nasty little buggers. So when my dashing rdm escort trotted us right through TWO gangs of the winged horrors, I'll admit my heart dropped out just a little. He immediately caught aggro, of course, and my first thought was to try to zone and leave his ass to die, but I really had no chance of surviving if I did that. So I whipped out my 2 hour and proceeded to beat the holy hell out of both set of bats. I've never seen anyone so grateful to be alive as that rdm was. That, I must say, was my finest hour (ok, 30 seconds) of my entire FFXI career (3 weeks, but who's counting?). Moments like that are why I enjoyed being a monk.
I got back, and met up with my best girl friend in the game, and we ran around the highlands squashing bees and hiding from gobs for a while. We each tried a few sheep and quads, but we were leveling 14 and 12 jobs, so they kinda kicked our asses. I could take them, but they always poisoned me and I decided that with 2 antidotes left, I'd better stop pushing my luck. :P
I had my flag up while we were running around, and I got an invite which I decided to decline, because my comrade and I were having too much fun. So I took my flag down and went back to merrily punching the hell out of tiny plants. Not five minutes later, I get a tell from the same guy. "/really nd you." Awww, it's fun to be needed. I said "/ok, give me a few minutes." He was quite grateful, and so I finished up with my buddy and headed for the dunes.
Casually strolling into the dunes, I whipped out my map to see where my new best friends were holed up. That was when I realized, to my embarrassed horror, that after I created this new character last week, I neglected to obtain a map of Valkurm. Grrrr. After sheepishly admitting this to my new pt, I then waited 10 minutes for the last pt member to show up and escort my newbie butt out to camp.
So there we were, a 14mnk and a 15rdm, otherwise known as tasty gob appetizers. We ran like mad across the unforgiving sand, dodging gobbies right and left. Then we get to the tunnel. I have no idea what it's called, but I like to think of it as the CAVE OF DEATH, since I died there 3 times in a row one afternoon. Well, as you probably know, sand bats enjoy hanging out in the middle of the tunnel, and unless you're packing silent oil, you're gonna get aggro'd.
Since I can credit sand bats with at least 75% of my deaths to date, I'm just a tad skeeved by the nasty little buggers. So when my dashing rdm escort trotted us right through TWO gangs of the winged horrors, I'll admit my heart dropped out just a little. He immediately caught aggro, of course, and my first thought was to try to zone and leave his ass to die, but I really had no chance of surviving if I did that. So I whipped out my 2 hour and proceeded to beat the holy hell out of both set of bats. I've never seen anyone so grateful to be alive as that rdm was. That, I must say, was my finest hour (ok, 30 seconds) of my entire FFXI career (3 weeks, but who's counting?). Moments like that are why I enjoyed being a monk.
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