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#912

Culinane the Bardto Count Xandamere, the Damned

I remember dying to you when you were a seer. I also remember shipping you quite frequently, especially when I locked you in a wee room and you couldn't run off. I also remember shipping you twice when you returned to the warriors and you complaining

long and loud that it was somehow a bug that you could only do about 200 damage to me.


I also remember having to explain what I was doing to not one but three different deities. Each of them were quite satisfied that I was simply using my skills effectively.


I had no complaints when you were a seer, you were simply rather annoying more than threatening. You would race in take a bond and piss off to far bond or run about grabbing rubs and beetling off to your tower. Usually a well placed trap to lock you i

n a room was enough for me to get the kill and erase the rubs. You are much more effective and much scarier as a warrior, and always have been.


I must say that despite my no longer being around other than to read the occasional bb, I am quite flattered that you and Panaideos still feel it necessary to mention me so often. I fully expect you to both remind me again that I am a fool and never u

nderstood Avalon, couldn't fight and whatever else. Oddly enough, the last time I faced Panaideos one to one was in a gem-quest when he was still a sorcerer. The last time I recall fighting you was the aforementioned occasions which resulted in your d

eaths and subsequent crying to the Gods about a bug.


Feel free to post whatever insightful insults you have next. I fully expect them from you and old Pana. Perhaps Glowballistic will also chime in with her wonderful brand of commentary.


Your friend,


Culinane


Written by my hand on the 11th of Hindyear, in the year 1002.