I remember the very first char i made, i only created with 8 str....... i couldnt even hold a hatchet to chop trees to gain str! so I deleted her and made my bronwyn. (who i still play today, 6 yrs later!)
Chopping trees......... chopping trees....... chopping trees... For str and gold. and the excitement of creating a decent bow!
Taking revenge out on a grizzly bear , who was red and killed me. I worked for 3 days to kill that dam bear..... then i proudly displayed his fur on my house floor.
Forgetting and carrying yoru house rune AND the key on you..... getting pked and loosing yoru house.
making copies of yoru enemies house keys... and passing them out to everyone you saw.....
spying on people when you were a ghost..... ohhhhhh good times those!!
being terrified to leave town.
getting lost on Occlo island!!
Not being able to GET to occlo, because there werent any mages who could gate, and you had no money for a boat....
thinking u had to drop the rune on the ground before you could recall..... fizzling for an hour before casting it..... and loosing your precious rune.
Real girls were few and far between..... and we all looked like guys because female armor had hardly ANY AR
Server and newbie wars!
sitting with a guildmate,, in the same spot for hours on end gaining skill
paralyzing dragons and killing them in 2 seconds.
using blade spirits to gain parry and healing
Gming archery in 3 days with a bear boxed up in yoru house.
your heart stopping if you heard a lich laugh... and later being brave enough to hit the lich lord room in deceit, casting EV on the floor above it and reaping in the fame.... and fighting off the theives.
fighting in the harpy room with yoru guildmates,,,,,, making a box of crates around you so you didnt die instantly to 30 harpies. Then you make 3k after 2 hours and are extatic!
When 10k was unheard of to have
Our first guildhouse was a tent..... and it had trees in the middle of it.
Playing on a pc133 with a 14 con
hiding outside of shame entrance..... hoping to find some pks to kill... and you got creamed anyways.
fighting pks in the penn (on baja)
thats all i can think of now
god i miss the old days.