SERVER OF THE REALM
WEST COAST DELIGHT
(Preparing to enter a new server)
HERE THE HELL I AM! HAHA! They once told me through the great vine which is what the old yaggers called "Farums" players are scared to come to a new lands to learn new things they once said. As I slept this wonderful dream/nightmare my eyes begun to open. HAJJJELHU! It begins as I blew out smoke from my mouth to the darken skies above.
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To the naked eye this place seemed scary with many questions of the unknown lurking about. But to a veteran I been here before a few times before as I felt the warm liquid of a Newblet touch my fingers in the boat. This was nooblet musk with the smell of vingar as they wet their boat hugging pants. They leak liquid during this time of the season I thought as I removed my finger and shook it off in the distance wind. A nooblet was a player who did not know ,what he was going to get himself into as I pulled out my mirror. I examined my face the scar I received during my first outing at the mines as a nooblet, down to my silver locks, showing crystal like shivers as it gleamed down to my backside. I stood 6'7 a mage they might call me surrounded by these dark faces on this crowed boat. Some won't make it past the first day. This is what they called a west coast server. The typical I seen on the first day were the trash talker, the clown, the non-casher, the casher, the lever, the slow lever, the forgotten , and the champion. That latter was I a reowned champion as I looked at my scared up underside of a body to my nearly perfect views pictured in my mind a clear a day light shinning in a hollowed out volcanic top . What comparison can this be? This must be loved. IT MUST BE! As I screamed into the windy stormed out skies. As I weighed both of them as my imaged reflected off tthe old mirror I was holding. A past servers/island good luck charm. Maybe once I get there I will destroy a r2 vet who shouts out obsentieis to the world brightly displayed in an orange undertone on how to do things the best way; no their way. Yes! Haha! Societies way for the weak. As I felt my hands grip my staff. Suddenly a person lit a match
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Come ye maggot! Get your packing's and come with me.
We went and stood over the boat to look at what was beneath us , it was dark water maybe miles deep into the beyond. He spoke with a wisp something of a stutter mix with a buzzing sound. He was much shorter than myself and looked like a maged on how the moonlight glisten of his bald head. It was not a unfamilar site which their are plenty of mages and archers but lack the support of warriors. I did not mind though, however, I thought how many other veterans were on these boats heading towards the new west island. How many had the goal to be number 1 like myself how many would stand in my way. I stared a wonderful stare into the moon
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As I closed my journal part 0 of the west coast server delight, goodnight
my book falls from my fingers
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