This world is so very very small. Bad blood or no, it feels good to know the guy that kills you one day will make you feel super nostalgic the next.
Man, I had almost forgotten all of my little stories.
Remember last world? When Sodom was collecting people and villages?
For any of those in Stin or in Legion of Bears that still play/even remember, do you recall that silly little island teaming with noobies or even the Trail of Bears? Thors following those frightened little greenies from one end of the world to the other. We still want to put you in a dick shaped palisade and feed you bark bread. Sodom was almost going to sell you to us but then you killed yourself over pearls.
I can't even tell you how much it feels good to get that surge of excitement when you log in to a fight. Oh shit, remember when Legion had Hippy Village? When Alpha ran down my little silker toon and stirred up all kinds of shit? I was so upest at the time, but now remembering running from him was like the silliest goddamn thing.
Thanks for that ??? and Naowhut, you're a ginger, you don't feel love nor can you send it.
edit: Not implying I was killed by the people for whom I made this post. You guys were super awesome, thank you. But goddomot, I needed that Hardened Leather! lol