Amazingly, I am going to use a few cuss words in this one… So, if you are easily offended, just skip over this.
Amazing. I’ve gone from my twenties to level seventy in around a month. I’ve beat the update by a longshot. knowing my luck, version seven is comming this Wednesday.
Lammy>> …
FlyFF>> -Patching.-
Lammy>> …
FlyFF>> Done patching!
Lammy>> Whyyyyy?
I finally got to sixty-five. By sixty-six, I am legally insane. Mainly, it was by three people.
|Deivid|I was almost sixty-five. Maybe around ninety percent. Made me happy. Closer to being one of the most powerful classes until billposter’s get Asal. The area emptied out. I was in a contribution party, but there were only one or two people around.
Deivid was a new arrival.
After finally wearing down on Lammy, I needed a change. Killing was slow, experience rate was horrible, and there was nothing else to do. I tried going on the player killing server a bit and having my way with the new bloods, but after a killing spree, it became boring. Looking back now, I want to do it again. It’s fun, but Lammy is far too weak to pose a threat to anyone just a little bit higher than him.
It’s been a while… I know. I’ve been gone too long. Well, in the real world, I’m out of school for the rest of the month. What’s been taking up my time along the way has either been getting in that last few percent or just hanging out with fellow guildmembers.
While I was away, I thought about many things. I gained a few levels. I even ventured into the PK server for a good killing spree.
The twenties passed by in a day. I started at twenty-two and a party formed. It was full of people. Once again, I was the only yo yo acrobat, not only that, I was the lowest level. Though, they didn’t mind.
Looking back now, it seemed like something people should’ve done. It was a level distribution party. We also didn’t fight like a full party does. Instead of staying where we leveled and fighting sperately, we all went to higher levels and took down one high level monster has a group. Though, it’s hard to be a supporter when the knockback, so most of the time I did nothing.
I’ve realised recently that people that read my blog still have no idea what it was like before being a Jester. I’ll tell you, it wasn’t easy. Though, I do believe it is important to know this.
I started playing a few months before version five. It’s amazing looking back now at what a change little FlyFF has made over these months. It’s almost amazing now that I still play. Anyway, on with it.
I figured that I haven’t updated in a while. No, I haven’t quit.
As you may have read in the last blog, I am trying really har dto get to seventy-five. Because of that, I am grinding all the time. So, when I get a few more levels, I’ll start picking back up on updating.
Sunday Chaoticx convinced me that I needed to level.
No real reason behind forgetting the days before. I just remember slaughtering tons of Greemongs.
By the way, for the record, I still hate their guts. I still hate every oozing bit of them. The fact that their ones and zeros are still existing is sheer spawn rate. If it were not for that, I would have made them extinct years ago… One year… Ok….
I vowed to myself that after I became a Jester, I would get no more power levels.
The reason for this was because of leveling Lammy from forty-eight to sixty wasn’t my doing. No, Killala gave me a power level all those levels. Killala didn’t mind. I didn’t mind because without the critical rate I get from being a Jester, it would have taken me months.
Yes it’s a pun.
No, I don’t care.
Anyway….
I logged back in at Nautrepies. They were pretty easy. In fact, almost two easy. Problem was, they had some pretty lucky shots. I can barely survive hits that take out three-fourths my health. Especially when I only use food at around half my health to conserve it.
Thus, I die. A lot. I pretty much stayed around seventy-five percent for around three hours.