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    . A long, long time ago, a friend of mine brought home a game he'd read about, called 'Everquest'. Graphics were sort of crude, and he continually got killed, but in spite of this he sat plastered to the screen for days. 'Heck,' I thought, 'may as well try it out, if nothing else then at least to play with him.' It turned out that two of our common friends owned the game as well, and we decided we could group now and then to learn the game. I went to the store and got started, on a server called The Nameless.



    . My first character was a bard. I got lost in freeport so many times, but around level 8 I started to know my way around. Man, I knew _all_ of that place, from East Freeport to West Commonlands. I even knew how to get to NRo, but it sounded sort of scary, so I didn't go. I thought I did ok as a bard, too - I even invented this trick with playing more than one song at once, which really impressed my friends. But their admiration was nothing compared to mine when I played regen song to an ogre in the EC tunnel; his hitpoints seemed endless. After talking to him for a long time, he explained that he was a level 53 warrior! Boy, was I ever impressed.



    . My bard didn't get further than level 9 in the end. I talked to this NPC in Freeport who said he needed some mail delivered to highpass (I loved quests and game lore from day one), and since I'd just discovered a wealth of map and game information on the www, I boldly promised him that I would deliver this for him. Consulting my new map I set off, eager to see what my reward would be. I was, however, not to be.

    My trip from West Commonlands to Kithicor Forest taught me something new: Griffons and Hill Giants can _smell_ a level 9 character from across the zone, and they don't mind making a little detour to eat him. Plains Cats had pretty good sense of smell too, and I succeeded in finding almost every way a human can get murdered in WC during that day. When I finally made it to Kithicor after many a corpse run, it was late in the evening - both in real life and in the game... Needless to say, an undead of some sort smote me mightily, and I decided Freeport wasn't the place for me. No, trees were what I craved. Pointy ears and a nose turned arrogantly upwards. Elves!



    . Woodelf druid, that was the ticket. My time as a bard had taught me how important STR was (saves a lot of trips to town), so I put a lot in that. And dex, I think, to help me avoid getting hit. Kelethin was marvellous, in spite of slightly blocky graphics, and it took maybe 5 minutes before I fell off for the first of many times. And the spells available to a druid! Even at the first level, I had access to more spells than my bard ever had!. They were expensive of course, but luckily one of my friends had made it all the way to level 16 with his dwarf paladin, and he gave me 1pp 9gp (I remember the amount distinctly - I still had no concept of earning money really, so it seemed a lot). He delivered it all the way to Kelethin, by boat from freeport where he was playing at the time. I was amazed at the concept of half-hour boatrides, and we spoke at length about how huge this world was.

    I thoroughly enjoyed druidhood. I could cast all sorts of spells, and someone took me to Crushbone where I grouped and killed blue-black orcs for a little while.



    . At level 14 I got Spirit of Wolf, and out of sheer joy I went to Freeport and spent all day sitting at the West gate casting Sow and Bind Affinity. I remembered hearing (sometimes quite desperate) calls of 'Please, can anyone bind me here?' from my bard days, and now I finally understood. And I could help. I remember being so thrilled at the level of cooperation between players: They actually had to rely on the benevolence of others from time to time!



    . Freeport grew dull though, so I headed home to find some xp. Of course, I'd bound my self in Freeport, and I had no idea goblins could be that high level. It was standing right near Kaladim, and I swear it hit me for at least 80. So I was returned to Freeport, and as I sat there naked memming spells, someone said 'CR?'. I put down my spellbook and looked around. It turned out to be a little woodelf girl (anon, but conning hardcore red), and after a brief enquiry into what CR meant, I agreed that this was indeed the case. I related my story, and she invited me to a group. I seriously can't remember what I though her intention was. My bard had met a shaman who invited him into a group to cast some buffs, and I knew I needed to group with people in order to bind them, but I didn't need bind, and she knew I had a half hour boat ride (and boat wait!) in front of me, so buffing would be of little consequence. 'Porting,' she called out, and I was puzzled at that. I was typing a question when suddenly my screen froze - Loading, please wait... Slack jawed, I stared at my screen trying to figure out what had killed me. When we arrived in Butcherblock, I realized what she'd meant, but was really too stunned to enquire much. I did manage to ask what class she was, and she replied 'Druid - you should be able to do that soon.' I hurriedly thanked her and ran for my corpse. I have no idea how, but out of sheer instinct (my sense heading was at maybe 10) I choose the right direction and found the Kaladim docks, and from there I could get to my corpse. The goblin was still there, but it didn't seem interested it me anymore. Instead, it was staring fixedly at someone sitting a distance away. I didn't worry much about that, but went past towards Greater Faydark. On the way I was accosted by An Orc Runner, and after a moment of panic I got it snared and killed it with the help of a passer-by. He told me I should take the pouch to some fellow in Kelethin for a decent money reward, which I did. The reward was more than 1pp, so I'd half a mind to go back and find the orc again. In the end though, I went to CB and got into a throne room group instead.



    . My paladin friend and me met up again at around level 16. We pondered where to go, and settled on a place called Oasis of Marr, which he'd been to earlier. As we waited for the boat, we suddenly heard the call for the Maiden's Voyage to Firiona Vie, and on a mad impulse we ran over and took those boats instead. Now, I don't know if anyone can remember anymore, but the kunark boat really is quite beautiful compared to a lot of other graphics in the EQ of that time (shortly after Velius). I know we certainly were stunned. Even more so when we got to the vast city of Firiona Vie, but even this was nothing compared to our combined flabberghastedness when we beheld our first Fairy Drake. We briefly experimented with even higher states of elation when we discovered the Drachnids, but decided on anger instead when they killed us. We did finally get to the Lake of Ill Omens ('boss name, that,' I thought), and were duely impressed by the xp there. We also found out why we'd heard it referred to as 'Lake of Ill Manners', but we found our own little spot with some Iksar bandits to kill. After a few false starts, we found out what my Harmony spell was for, and the xp started rolling in.



    . Much much later, I became level 29. I got my group port spells (with hefty monetary aid from my paladin friend, who had gotten sick of paladins and wanted to start an iksar instead. He settled on shaman, and set to work on that. He'd always been a quicker leveller than me, so I figured if I spent some time earning money with ports he would be up in my range pretty soon. And so I started making the legendary druid calls of 'Porting to WC, NK, BBM and Toxx, donations accepted'. And of course someone would always call out 'Why are you porting to WC, we're already here =),' so I started removing the current zone from my calls. I also discovered that other druids would often reply 'It's a hotkey LOL~~,' and I spent much time contemplating this. I also started to realize the power of druids as I killed my first red con mob - I'd just ported a guy on a corpse run to WC when a Nightfall Giant was upon us. We ran of course, but as fate would have it my sow ran out and I was forced to try defending myself. Root, snare, new sow, and I figured I could try some more casting since I had it rooted, and since I had Breeze. It took quite a while and felt really dangerous, but I killed it. I know now that it was a particularly poor giant, yet at the time a few pp, some gp and around 1ksp seemed pretty cool loot.



    I eventually found out about the hotkey thing, but I never really found the meaning of the character '~'.



    . The Nameless has a quite impressive population of people from asian countries, and it may have had something to do with that. At least, my studies at university (I study japanese language and culture) have led me to believe this may be the case. At any rate, I'd learned some more about the game (including that if you can port to WC, NK, BBM and Toxx, people always want to go to DL or LS or something), and my shaman buddy was in the mid-20s. We went to a place outside Cabilis called Warslik's woods, were he'd found a nice place with forest giants. It was fabulous xp we thought, excellent money as well, and we even managed to get a forest loop each, to boot. Actually I got two, but the second one came from a passing monk. I was there alone one day, when suddenly all the giants seemed missing. I knew why. I'd seen it before. Someone pulling from the inside. Usually the giants weren't specifically campable, but most would accept that I called 3 spawns all by one of the giant fortress gates. So I complained a bit in /ooc and went in to investigate.



    . What I saw made me shocked and amazed.

    . Inside the giant fort stood a lizzard in a burgundy robe, and all around him lay the corpses of every single giant in the camp. And there were just the two of us in the zone. He apologized, said he just wanted to get back at them 'for old times sake,' and gave me a forest loop he found on one of them. I can't recall his level, but maybe 54 or 55 I think. Something like that. But it seemed aweinspiring at the time, and close to the magical 60, where the world, I knew, stopped.



    . At 30 came my first ever hell-level. God, I was depressed by that. Nothing seemed to give any xp at all. Out of sheer frustration, my shammy friend and I decided to go to velious. By boat, since I couldn't port there yet. We arrived at the pirate encampment after a looooong boatride, and I changed to wolf form while he looked around to see if it was safe to bind there.



    Wolf form, as you may know, is quite kos to gnome pirates in Icelad Ocean.



    . I delved deeper into velius as I progressed in levels, and learned lots about the history and lore of EQ.

    I saw lots of new things. I saw a druid being chased by 4 dire wolves and asked if he needed help. He didn't.

    In Cobalt scar I saw a wizard frantically running from 4 Wyverns, and asked if he needed help. He didn't.

    In Western Wastes I saw a bard blowing his whistle as Sontalak, and asked if he needed help. He didn't.



    In Eastern Wastes I saw a ranger fighting Cheif Ry'gorr, and then a bit later told him the /loc of his corpse.



    . Finally I got sick of broken english (since it isn't my native language, whole paragraphs of bad english without punctuation tend to be a bit tough for me to understand) and tried other servers. I've movelogged to Antonius Bayle, started anew on Povar and was on both Firiona Vie and Kayne Bayle from their respective inception dates. I've been a shadowknight with a weak pet, a mage with a tough one, I've been a wizard of minescule power and a cleric of even less, I've made small fortunes enchanting metals as an enchanter and longed for the ability to carry small fortunes as a monk. In the end though, I found that only monk and druid were classes I thoroughly enjoyed playing.



    . Then about a year and a half ago I had to move, and at my new place I couldn't well afford a decent internet connection. And so it all ended. No more raids, no more camping quest items, no more explaining the origins of The Sleeper to awestruck newcommers who were on their first trip to Velius when someone decided to wake him. It was a sad farewell, but life went on.

    I had a brief return three months ago, but all the sad simplifications of the game and the promise of spell-like abilities for monks (phantom wind, thingy) made me leave again.





    . And yet now I am considering a second return. I've come to realize that what made me hate it the last time was mostly nostalgia and a lot of 'things were better in the old days'. I really don't know if they were. Heck, I remember how fantastic the idea of Luclin was at first - now my monk didn't have to wait for some greedy druid to port him in order to go somewhere, I could just skip through luclin and run the rest of the way. It did take some fun out of my druid, though, like when they removed the Velius port-fangs. Hah, and they did that about a week after I'd finally gotten the deepest one. Cobalt Scar was such a peaceful place, just that one week. And then all of a sudden there were 5 charmed people who had never seen a siren before running around killing everyone else. But I digress, and I'm sure you see what I mean by 'things were better in the old days'-thinking.



    . I think I shall try coming back disguised as a true newbie. Yearn to forget all my old customs, ideas and prejudices. Make an attempt, in a phrase, to take EQ for what it is today instead of what it was four years ago.



    Damn, that's a lot of new servers. Which one to try this time...



    /Bayou


    </p>Edited by: <A HREF=http://pub147.ezboard.com/bmonklybusiness43508.showUserPublicProfile?gid=bay ou@monklybusiness43508>Bayou</A> at: 1/21/04 6:41 am

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    Lemme give you some constructive criticism. Paragraphs and Indentations are your friends. Nobody is going to read this in it's current incarnation. Fix it up and people will read it.


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    Thanks, changed it a bit. I'm not much of a MB user, so I didn't know EZboard would strip the plaintext formattings I'd made (it did have idendentations originally). Nor, for some reason, did I notice it in preview.



    I doubt anyone will want to read a text that long anyway though. Hey, maybe I should use a html blink tag every now and then to catch people's attention! <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/images/emoticons/smile.gif ALT=":)">



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    A very good piece... Thanks for posting it. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/images/emoticons/smile.gif ALT=":)">


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    Bayou check your inbox folder please <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/images/emoticons/smile.gif ALT=":)">


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    again, youre writing style is easy for me to read,



    /bow.



    i remember those old days, and youre not the only one who misses the real adventures.


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    I cannot beleive I never saw this before. It is a wonderful piece of memoriabelia (sp). I loved reading it and was taken back so many years to re-experience adventures .. It is hard anymore to recreate the early years newbie wonder of EQ!! I agree "I also remember those old days""...

    Thank you Bayou, if you are still around, for sharing your characters lives with us>)

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    (All moves due to merges done by SOE).

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    Hehe that definately brings me back to the old days ty for the read. I miss the old eq at times aswell but time changes all things including online games. I still enjoy playing eq as it is currently and there are still people that are always willing to help out newer players...I'm one of them.

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    Here is where I would usually complain about thread necromancers..... but it was a good read so glad it got bumped.
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    I am laughing so hard, this brought back many memories of the early EQ days. I thought it read very well.

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    I really miss the early days of EQ. So much mystery.
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    How many times I fell asleep doing gnolls in sk with my Druid only to wake up in the arena ha...

    Soul ventured into Dalnir and really learned what a monk could do. Long before we had lulls. Wasn't much fun running to Gfay to sell my fat Kunark loots either, let alone making it to the banker with a pack of angry Elves on my rear.

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