Log Number : 0001

And so I begin my journey into DarkSwords like a spoilt pampered brat. Yep!!..Deepend, who happens to be my mentor and RL friend, is the brain behind Qlin. I am just this person who sits facing the monitor screen and get heart palpitation every time my ass about to be kicked hard. All of Qlin’s resets was done by deep, from an ice nukie, Qlin is now a buffer dwarf. I still haven’t a clue what my skills are yet, except for the obvious, which got me buffing like mad.

Found out through humiliation, what impregnability was. Hitting the live stump while turning my impregnability on was really a silly thing to do. I would have been sitting there all day (Banging my head on the tree stump) if it not were for some kind dude who helped me out.

This morning, Gaok invited Qlin for an adventure to Handlegsman Dungeon. Do I dare??? WTH..live dangerously and keep that heart pumping I said..hehhehehhee!! So begin the journey that about to lead me to self discovery.
We were on a mission to get larva brains. Gleefully rubbin my palms thinking of the $$ we would make from those brains. Gaok led the hunt. Crushing, lacerating those Angry Handlegsman and Dungeon guards while Qlin profusely dispel and web those SOBitches. As we travelled further down the dungeon, trying to get to the larva, aggros started appearing left right and centre. We were shittin our pants NO kidding.
Qlin dropped some red pots as she realized that Gaok is bleeding madly.
Oppps…now she has none for herself. Tsk! tsk! Silly girl.

Qlin: Sista, drop one back for me.
Gaok: Have you got road home?
Qlin: Yepp..never leaves home without it
Gaok: Use it plz, I got no more red pots here.
Qlin: Yeeeps! (Suddenly Qlin’s voice turns mousy)

Fret not Qlin, for the trusted furball is with you.
So she thinks, until she clicks the ruthless furball and this blasted message appears;

13:06:53 You must wait 11 hour(s) 8 minute(s) to perform another act

Dangg!!! Double dangsss!!!!

Qlin: Walk back!!! We’ll just sanc ourselves and fight the aggros only.
Gaok: We’ll die for sure. It’s ok, we’ll just use returners, I’ll provide you with one.
Or…how about this? We log off and log in 11 hours later, then we can furball ourselves back home.
Qlin: Eeek! No playing for the next 11 hours?? (Decision…decision)

While she was making up her mind….poor Gaok end up dead. Qlin was left alone to fend off those brutal aggros.

Qlin: I shall not rest my dead body for you, you SOBs…

With determination set against her palpating heart, Qlin thronged her way to make it out of the dungeon. Did she survive? You betcha sorry ass she did!!! With lots and lots of ‘distract gaze’ applied on those aggros. Agrros was so dizzfied, they let her slide by. Muahahahhahahah!

Angry Handlegsman screams: Talk to the hand!!!

Qlin to Angry Hanlegsman : Talk to my MIDDLE finger YOU!!!! Hasta La Vista babe! I’ll be back!!!