3. I remember a time...

I remember a time...


  • @f63e888198=EverBlue:

    I remember when you could use animal empathy on the cockatrice in Norwick and use it to turn goblins to stone. (Oops! Glad a DM never caught me. :oops: )

    Oh man, cockatrice near Norwick… I forgot all about them... it sure was fun watching DM's shift around a static animation character when you decided to drag them back to the Friar's heh. And the survival rate of turning back fro stone... seemed like more folks died splitting into a million pieces then survived the healing process.... 8O


  • I remember when you could use animal empathy on the cockatrice in Norwick and use it to turn goblins to stone. (Oops! Glad a DM never caught me. :oops: )


  • I remember when the server was so flooded it was hammered regularly.

    I remember passwords needing to be pm'd cause the mIRC channels would still flood and hammer the server.

    I remember Sam's hill and when it was starting to be realized.

    I remember Uthger before he changed and I still hated him.

    I remember Maythor when he started out playing a skinny elf that saved me when he was only level 2. He managed to convince three level ones to join him into Bugbear territory to rescue Lily at around level 6 or 7.

    I remember dying to stupid respawning traps. I also remember them hitting for 100+ hit points and causing a rescue of 12 dead in a single evening.

    I remember when you could still get true rez's in Peltarch. Though I never had anywhere close to 4,000 gold.

    I remember 1,000 gold took me roughly 3 months or more to save.

    I remember such amazing characters such as Frolly, Scutum, Maya, Issaac, Red John, Sam, Marcus Endur, Damarcus, Kanen, The wolves, Hugh the Wanderer, and a million more.

    I remember finally seeing what a freaking cariboo was.

    I remember figuring out what the heck a freaking undead cariboo was.

    I remember when Myth had to put out paragraph long disclaimers as to the amount of fun you'd have, but the near certain peril you'd be put into.

    I remember Marcus Endur being our community named escape artist.

    I remember the fun the server had with the introduction of Easterland Evokers and their 100+ hp magic missle swarms.

    I remember the Alliance.

    I remember the first time I saw the terror known as "ORc Destroyer" and visiting other servers and going. "No other Orc will EVER compare…again..."

    I remember seeing Sam speak elliquently.

    I remember hearing about a multi houred event under the well that caught everyone by suprise as being a nulled magic zone. Only to result in a lot of characters losing ALL their gear indefinately.

    I remember Sam's narcolepsy.

    I remember DM's enjoying putting an AFK Sam in hulk shorts. Likewise I remember having to spend countless hours keeping an asleep SAM safe till a DM responded.

    I remember walking around encumbered all the time.

    I remember watching Marcus Endure run screaming only to send me a tell saying look at his hp after RAGE dropped. (he was at 1hp with two Bugbear Blackguards chasing him)

    I remember a Blackguard controlled by Kanen pummelling folks often.

    I remember avoiding Norwicks town attacks like the plague.

    I remember rescuing Shane from the Shadow plane only to free her to her death.

    I remember getting bit by a vampire in game.

    I remember a certain plant in the pixie place that gave you berries.

    I remember the first time I saw Maythor type "Hewwo" as well as Squish squish as he emoted walking through puddles.

    I remember watching Ashan drag Sam all the way back to Peltarch so Aspera could administer her orcs must wear hats law.

    I remember dragging 20+ people from Norwick to save Sam from that peril.

    I also remember crashing the server due to this migration to the north
    :x The DM's didn't allow folks to come back and clutter up the court room 😞 . And the ultimate flogging in which Sam endured following.

    I remember Friar administering stone to flesh spells with 50% success and watching a lot of folks die to that magic well.

    I remember when kegging something was a daily ordeal.

    And I remember the first, last, and only time I ever cried over a stupid video game. Thank you Narfell staff, players and dev's... and many many more to a world thats seen its ups and downs both IC and OOC!


  • I remember sitting on the phone with Chaelvin some evenings when the server was at 55/55. One of us would be logged in, the other would be wanting to log in. Whenever a person would log off, we'd say "Now! Now! Now!" and the other would try to log in. Quite often it worked. At least we didn't hammer the server. 😎

  • D

    I remember logging onto the server to bug my mum (some things never change! Bwahahaha!)

    I remember when the DMs we have around today hadn't even started playing.

    I remember Kanen Hightower (Rest his soul) and when Peltarch was still under construction.

    I remember Fade and Aaramil, John Doe the II and Lolita (And John gouging his eyes out when the Lich took Lolita).

    I remember being called the Short One because I was just about the only hin on the server.

    I can remember yelling between the living room and my bedroom with my mother so we could both get in game (GO NOWWW!!! …Too late! sigh)

    I can remember the bandit chief dropping two Full Plate +1 in a two day period... And winning both in a roll of dice. I remember modifying it so it would purposely be ugly armor so noone would be able to get away with stealing it without me knowing who it was.

    I can remember Jewelcrafting.

    And Magi13's absolutely wonderful stories.

  • The Halfling Defence League

    I remember a time when you couldn't turn around without running into a bard singing their heart out at you.

    I remember how incredibly proud I was when I first got to level 7…and it took me months...not 2 weeks.

    I remember having to work hard as hell to scrape together the money to buy an amulet of natural armor +1 from Frago.

    And I remember when the south fire was the hotspot for bored PCs.

    sigh

  • N

    I remember when player shouts were possible… but frowned on and usually triggered by an inexperienced player using quickslotted text.

    I remember the chessboard in the lobby..and the annoying first game where the moves appeared to everyone in the module

    I remember a time when bards actually put on organized shows...and they got well attended

    I remember a time when not a player-run event (weddings, births, auctions..you name it) would go off without demon attention.

    I remember a time when folks were in fear of the standing stones.

    I remember players huddled in fear in the boarshead during a wild magic storm and one brave (foolish if you ask me) soul went out to see if it was over...and was instantly lightningbolted.

    Ah yes..good times.... :twisted:


  • I will always remember my first day on my first RPing server: Narfell. The RL date was December 9, and the IG date was December 9. How wierd is that? I'm sure I have many other memories that I don't feel like thinking of at the moment. Maybe a later time. 🙂


  • I remember when everything on the server was bright and shiney and new. When I sat with my PC at the south fire spinning a tale about something as simple as traveling north to peltarch for the first time to finally buy a rapier.

    I remember when Tarian was around, and when drow destroyed norwick. I was in Jiyyd with Trevalyn when someone ran in telling of the attack. I died before seeing it due to a earthquake killing me 2nd level Zyph.

    I remember running up and down the Nars on the "Safe" path over and over again while ambassador for norwick at level 4. Even with it "Safe" i died at least 3 times.

    I remember falling in love with Peltarch politics. Vino, Ayanie, Delvana, Aspera, all the NPC's, and the dozens and dozens of PC citizens. Changed my entire perception of what kind of RP was possible on the server.

    I remember the year long plot with Koreth, and realizing how alive an NPC could really be. Where every day, at any time, you could run into a plot or important thing happening in Peltarch.

    I remember organizing and leading the first expedition down to Arnath, when it was just a few shacks in a mine shack, before the chessboard ever had seen the light of day.

    I remember when Jiyyd may as well have been the ghost town of the server compared to the other 3.

    I remember TR and Random Loot going away and the uproar they caused. No more cure serious's randomly on a shortie.

    I remember hitting 9th and feeling like I was finally one of those "high levels" on the server. I remember looking at Vino and Kanen at 13 in awe.

    Uthger when he was Uthger and not BSW.

    Non-drow Braeth and Sasha.

    Illum chasing me around Peltarch on my second visit ever with a disease rat with me completely and utterly hopelessly lost. I hid inside a building. When I left, I had no clue where I was.

  • P

    I remember many long discussions with a certain dwarf PC …::points up:: about forming some sort of union to organize the crafters.

    🙂


  • I remember killing atol at least a dozen times, he wasnt so invulnerable to death spells at the time and slay living could get him every now and then. When it didnt, I ran like hell.

  • J

    I remember a day when travelling north of Norwick was a death sentence as a perma-hasted kick-ass sword wielding bandit chief, namely Atol, was permanently located there. I remember the first very dangerous trip we all made to Peltarch (that none of us had ever seen before), where we asked for help in battling the Eastlanders (we just called them bandits back then) so we could drive them back and open up the road. Atol could slaughter the entire server solo (including every high level) at the time. Later my character killed him (a few times), and looted his kick-ass armour, and that was fun too! 😛


  • I remember my first time watching the server, my sister-in-law was playing her character but then had to go to the bathroom. I thought what could it hurt to try while she was gone… I mean I'd played D&D and she hadn't so I had to be better at it right? right? .... got her elven character killed in less then five minutes and made people angry at her to boot..


  • Hm…I remember back when a whole party got slaughtered at the Nars Bridge...when leaving the Norwick north gate could be lethal, and making it to Jiyyd could be an adventure...when there were still bats 'n rats in the Jiyyd swamps...eyes glaze over


  • I remember a day when my dwarven battle caster Dain Fellforge was happy minding his own business at level three and very happy for it, then along came a pair of twin dwarven trouble makers. Me and the Troff twins had great fun bashing gobs in the souther woods 🙂 After Dain died I left for a month or two , then remade him as a pure Barb, got to level ten ((back in the far off days when that was the level cap for no tokkeners))and died not long after on the bridge to a pack of bandits. How rude.
    The next time I came back was with a quite and Curious young dwarven wizard Balin. He made it to level 3 with the help of one of those trouble making dwarfs who apparently had made it big, even had an idea to make his own militia 🙂 Those were the days.


  • Yep, was Sasha Ashe lilfoot. What about Lao Mei, that was the first char I saw on the server… The bad thing was that He jailed me :P.

    I also remember falling into a cave, down Gypsy's Gnolls area.((don't know if that stills exist)) Thanks god I played a maskite, with Invis spell... some Big giants down there 8O

    I think that a Red dragon killed me at Norwick... In one hit :lol: . The undeads invasions where something common, and yes! there were vampires. Oh something that frighten me most was the werewolf at jiyyd!! Killing machine hehe.

    Lol, I remember walking by accident into an Evil's char ritual :x Obviously, got killed.


  • Ah, Bruno Galpen, drinking mate of Bob Bobbins. As for devo: you mean Sasha Lilfoot- ((hmm, or now that I think on it, was it Sara?)) nasty wee hin she was and all.


  • I remember a time when Ashan was feared. You could see a dark armored man, with an evil Helmet and a Skelly right next to him((and paladins corpses all arround the place :twisted: )). Great Rp always.

    Also Bruno, who was banned from… errr every town? But tons of fun to RP with him! 😄

    What about Devo? someone remember the little child He played? Want an apple??while taking the wallet


  • One of the stronger memories I have is Jerr turning a corner while running the pass and coming face to face with Rass.

    She asked if he was willing to do her a favor . . .

    As long as it was not being a afternoon snack, he was. and that little meeting was what started Jerr on the dragon road. The gift she gave him that day has never left his neck except in death. It was also when I re-received my citizens token.

    But the first reaction when Jerr saw her was "Oh lords, there goes another level." Second was, "Cannot get away so start talking."

  • M

    I remember being level two and in a party with a few impressively high levels - probably level 6 or 7, in hindsight 😄 - and just running around the pass killing bandits left and right. This might've been near the end of 03. Father Ribs's female druid was part of the group, if I remember right. My char at the time looked up to her. One of the Ael-something elves too, maybe our favorite chubby one.

    Somehow, after a month of Narf and dreading spiders, that one night was more impressive than anything in the OC.