Saturday, January 10, 2004
Everquest
Ben's not working. sometimes he stays at home. yesterday, while idling at my computer, i double clicked on everquest. and it began to load its patch. i never did finish patching cause there was so much to download. i havent touched it in a year or more. i thought maybe one day when ben would feel like it or basil could lend me his password, we could see its world again. the amount of time i used to devote myself to this game is rediculous. the world is strange as it is fantastical, and it absorbs you into it. an escape if you will. from many things in my life. i doubt any of you reading this would understand anything i'm saying. lol. i remember my first character was falen or something like that. a high elf enchanter. the other characters didnt appeal to me. and i liked the name alot, an enchanter.. i've never heard of one. starting out in the high elf city, i travelled to the woodelf city of kelethin with another and the way was far and the road winding. dark and the path narrow. and when we arrived, the city was a sight to behold. an actual city in the trees! with elevators moving you up when you click a button by them. i remember it was morning when we arrived. and it was crowded! people were running around, busy with errands or adventure. I could never find my way round the city though i had a map. about and around the city, this magical melody of lute played by an unseen hand could be heard. i felt home though i was born of magic in a home town of marble and stone and silent halls and was not very good at climbing trees. to earn money and experience, i enroped myself with the kelethin bards and ran errands for them, delivering mail and such. i got myself a worn great staff which i had looted off an orc pawn to protect myself. i discovered the orc hill, where a band of us would stand ground and defend ourselves from the orcs that could kill us. the hill itself was almost always dark and the path leading back to the town was quite a run, especially if you're in trouble and if its at night. but the hill was where i started out. tales were shared and friends were made. i heard about the human city across the ocean of tears, i saw dwarves and gnomes!! and one ogre who had on one one night found his way to the hill where he was instantly surrounded by the elves and short folk (we call the dwarves and gnomes that!) who had never seen such an oddity. it was on orc hill that i first heard about crushbone. a dungeon i learned and it was a dangerous place. which i would one day visit.
Posted by Dominic at 2:04 AM