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Here are a few of the
members of the expedition: Dinanmer the Warrior
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Elerion the Druid
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Leala the Paladin
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Magogo the Warrior
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Onusar the Paladin
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Rutgger the Cleric
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A fight against some of
the defenders of the castle
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Most denizens of the castle
resemble vampiric Dark Elves
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Their beauty is twisted and
demonic
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Here our forces gather at the
entrance
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We finally make our way into
the castle proper...
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And prepare for the fight ahead
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We make our way into the dining
room...
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We slay some gargoyles in the
hall...
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As you can imagine, the guildchannel
was quite busy that day. Organizing the event was very confusing.
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We made our way into the kitchen...
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And into a ballroom. Things
had been going well until then... Until... Veeshan went down :-(
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*sigh* After the server
came back up we regrouped... Fetching and resurrecting the bodies of the
many who had died deep inside the castle when logging back into a room
full of angry foes, alone.
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We slowly made our way back
into the castle...
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We lost *a lot* of time waiting
for everyone to be ready.
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Once inside, things went ok
for some time, until the mother of all trains hit us and we almost all
died. I was one of the few who managed to Gate in time. But look at my
Hit Points...
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An evil laughter errupted in
the distance. Surely it was Mayong Mistmoore himself who was laughing at
our misfortune
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Tired and frustrated, we all
got our corpses back and left the accursed zone.
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Apparently, some of our guild
members saw a GM in a room close to ours only moments before the huge train
hit us... Is this person responsible for the 15 or so deaths that happened
that final time in Mistmoore? We will never know... Oh well...
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