by Loli » Fri Feb 11, 2011 12:24 am Hear my tale, ye dwellers of this forum.
A day once came, a day that brought with its coming nothing but despair and suffering, and I was the sufferer on that day, and so my story begins. So hear me out, ye dwellers, and behold the power of the flow of time and space itself, and the sufferings of a man ye care not about.
Chapter I - Prophecy of the Angel
It was a gloomy, cold morning, and from the beginning I knew something unpleasant was to happen.
Something that no man should wish upon even his most despised enemy.
On that day, I was visited by an Angel, and Angel who told upon me a prophecy, that I shalt have to use a tool only fit for peasants, that I would suffer greatly from it, and so it came to pass.
Chapter II - And so it began
Due to some events and circumstances I had to lower myself to the use of a machine known to man mostly as a netbook.
Its power was weak, and my sould was tormented by its inferiority.
It wasn't long before I noticed how it struggled to accomplish even the simplest task.
I called upon the file of Autohaven, and it appeared before me in its holy imagery.
Chapter III - The Horrors that Came
But what came next was not the usual, pure blessing of the Haven.
The revilation took forever to come into existance, and once it did, behold, the lags were running rampant, and the demons of stutter laughed in unholy gluttony.
It was not long untill the accident occured.
Chapter IV - Turbulence
As I was entering my huble house, time stopped. It froze in place, as though Lord Jorb himself commanded it to do so.
But then, as I was thinking those were demons playing tricks on me again, the space and time tore open, and I was banished from the Holy Haven by forces I did not understand.
When I came back, behold, the most extrordinary thing appeared before my eyes.
The item I was carrying was sucked into the Void of Haven.
I did not know how to retrieve it, and so I let it be.
But then the same thing happened on this day, the day that's known to man as February 11th, the year 2011 they say it is.
This time, however, I would not let it simply slide. Some kind of action was needed.
Finale
And so this brings my tale to a conclusion.
And so I ask of ye, of dwellers, if a solution is known to any of you knowledgable people, please let me know of it.
And so I raise my hands to ye, Lord Loftar and Lord Jorb, please help a man in need, I beg of you so kindly.
And may the Haven bless you all.
TL;DR
Got thrown out of the game while carrying a boat and a herbalist table, which caused them to somehow get thrown over the border.
Here is a promotional image.
Oh and I apologize for any misspellings.
The image is fairly wide so you might want to open it in a separate tab/window, as there are two black "frames".
