cynwise:


Right into a pack of mobs.

[Cynwyn]: carp

There were only two of them, but it never once occurred to me that perhaps, just maybe, I should have clicked off my parachute to avoid hitting them. Instead I’m considering “how will I survive this one?” and “two elite mobs? NO PROBLEM.”

This is why I am a bad raider.

I think Winnie is going to develop a fear of heights at this rate. Or at least a fear of parachutes.

(I also managed to sheep myself tonight. Gnomer is an AWESOME instance.)

Cynwyn: I can’t believe I pulled those mobs.

Narci: What about that seems unbelievable to you?