Synopsis:
He always had something against giving flowers to girls. Heck, the whole Valentines Day thing made him feel positively murderous. But little did he know that this time, he wouldnt mind it quite as much
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Synopsis:
He always had something against giving flowers to girls. Heck, the whole Valentines Day thing made him feel positively murderous. But little did he know that this time, he wouldnt mind it quite as much
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¤ All Kinds of Hurt
It took Jaysen the better part of one hour, four wrong turns, three backtracks to the lift pod lobby, and one enquiry of a harried-looking Master to finally find the archery range. Sighing in relief as he finally entered the range, his discerning thiefs eye was attracted almost immediately to the racks of bows and crossbows that lined the wall closest to the door.
¤ Giving Up
The archery range of the Ellinia Library was vacant, at this time of the day when Ad Lib apprentices were either long finished their scheduled practices or too busy with their assigned duties to be able to use it. Peace reigned there in the long rectangular room, a snug kind of quiet guarding the lanes and the target boards lined up against the far wall.
The Noob discovers *drumroll!* the Mailbox.
(No seriously. Why didnt anyone tell me that this existed earlier on? D: )
When I logged in for, say, about the fifth time into FlyFF all those weeks back, I was surprised to be greeted with a cheerful ting!ting! sound and a nice little white box at the bottom right hand side of the corner saying, New mail has arrived!
(aka ‘Be Nice, Please!’)
A thousand things
you’ll never get,
But ten thousand things
you should never forget.
Because only kindness
Will kindness ever beget.
The Merc that helped to answer your questions
While you wander lost, in all five directions.
The Page that traded you a slotful of pots
When you ran low, even without your ‘pl0x!’
¤ Sticks and Stones
Good morning, Apprentices, Ad Libs, Masters, all Librarians. Today, I am honoured to be called upon to present to one deserving member of your number the honours award- The womans voice was interrupted just then with a loud sharp squeal, the painful continuous sound making almost every member in the audience cover their ears and wince.
Aka LOL. j00 phail, Silsil.
Yes. I can practically hear some people saying that after they read this.
Oh hooray, lvl 14 and at 63%! That was my joyful thought when I first logged in on Friday evening. Let us get this FlyFF SilverFx to lvl 15, then we can go on to get that darned job changed; nevermind that some other people who started FlyFF-ing much later than you are already at lvl 2x. The story always unfolds like this anyway.
(Disclaimer: Reader’s Discretion is Mandatory.
I don’t want people coming after me to phlame me for posting inappropriate material. I don’t think there’s much to phlame in there, anyway. I just want to make a point that I believe the MMOtales community can handle maturely.)
Anyone remember the old days when your entire sentence gets blocked from being posted if it contains one Forbidden Word?
¤ Climbing Back Up
A young girl sat unmoving on the edge of her bed, still as a statue. Shapeless robes of plain, undyed cotton hung close to her, their drapes tracing a frighteningly slender frame. Her right arm, which she held stiffly in a cast before her, was heavily bandaged. Her back was half towards the wards door, her face hidden by hair that cascaded willy-nilly over her shoulders and down her back, the silver curls tangled and dull from neglect.
What is, you might ask.
Well. The fact that I leveled, thats what. [ link ]
Lvl 66 is pretty much like lvl 65 though. But at least my exp bar was back at zero, and I could go random exploring i.e. suicide run, zomg! Since I had to get to El Nath to help my guildmate transfer stuff, I decided to plunge in deeper and see if I could make my way to the Nath Dungeons.