Under Construction
Under Construction
Sherwood
So I just got back from the inaugural guild picnic. I have some concerns. You see, when my cohort and I decided to keep this guild alive in accordance with the dying wish of my grandfather - may he rest in peace - I pictured heroic rescues with proud heroic heroes. I think I'm going to have to lower my standards.
Let's set aside the behavior I saw during the social half of the night. I think we can work with that. People change. Night Elves change. I've got some team building exercises set aside that should really help us all become fast friends. Racial sensitivity training, some cultural pamphlets, a seminar on respecting gnomes in the workplace, things like that. No really it was the events immediately following the kobold attack that have me concerned.
Apparently those in my ranks that aren't complete cowards are reckless psychopaths.
Take Milkovich for example. Here's a gnome who for most of the picnic looked about as happy as a murloc in a frying pan. Total grouch. Then, when the blood-thirsty kobolds assault our little affair he lights up like Winter Veil's morning! Based on the look on his face you'd think these were his old war buddies showing up with a keg of cherry grog. If it was not for the considerable pain and suffering he caused the kobolds during our encounter I would have marked him for a traitor. I've never seen anyone find so much pleasure in warfare and I saw an orc fight once. From far away, but it still counts. His martial skill was admittedly pretty effective, however as a leader what I look for is that such skills are used EXCLUSIVELY against the enemy and not against a team member in a competition for the "last rat-man's throat". Don't even get me started on my supposed partner in all of this. He was perhaps the worst offender of the day.
Actually in retrospect I should have offered to lead those smelly kobolds on epic adventures. Talk about team work, and such heart! With the proper gear and a good scrubbing those little guys could be the statues of a great city some day. /sigh. Well anyway, I've got a lot of planning to do.
Marker
Lou Shanks is GO my friends! Awesome kick off to our new partnership today. Booze was drunk, food was conjured, and uninvited asses were kicked! If tonight was any indication, evil should be wetting its pants right now! I shot this one dude with a fireball the size one of the crotchety old gnome with the beard! I was able to get a precise measurement because it almost hit him. So yeah, corruption is pretty screwed because the Lou Shanks Rebellion is OPEN FOR BUSINESS! Spread the word!