Greetings from an old friend and mad god.

[cyrus9586]

Ah Haven. How can one play any other survival game after you? Such fond memories of worlds past. I had to leave you near the beginning of w10 due to a witch of a bitch, or a bitch of a witch if prefer, and couldnt return as life gave me no time to play seriously like before. But I never stopped watching as you grew. Now I never was a power player. I never rivaled Frost nor had riches beyond reproach but I still had my time. I find myself with more time but still not enough to build my own place again. So I wander as I did before looking at old monuments to raiders and the loot they left behind. No I still dont trust many a you so no I wont be joining a village. I'll be wandering here and there and everywhere. So if in your time you run into your old friend Sheogorath give me a tip o' your hat and know I may be alone, I may not have much, but I can still do a mean fish stick if I have the time. After all it's a very delicate state of mind.

Forgot to add some questions to some old friends
Frost me boy hows the raping and pillaging been treating you?

Jesus! Wheres Jesus? My boy! Hows the haven life been? Hope all is as chaotic as it's ever been!

Punchy? Ah say MISTER PUNCHES! Hope you been survivn life.

An to the TRUE god, Jorb and Loftar, thank ya both for all the fun. Someday I'll get to have me some more.

[Fostik]

Hey, Jorb, he is returned, can we make a wipe now?