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[Guild][Jargogle]: so you’re slumming with us now?
[Guild][Solace]: I don’t think that’s fair, Magda.
[Guild][Jargogle]9: I’m just asking the question
[Guild][Orcarella]: no, its cool. I looked into it and you guys are the most progressed casual guild on the server
[Guild][Ialdir]: wow we’re flattered.
[Guild][Heurodis]: we should put that on the website
The Guild Message of the day is now: Welcome to the most progressed casual guild on the server!!
[Guild][Orcarella]: I think i’ll just STFU
[Guild][Solace]: We’re just teasing you. It’s how we show we care.
[Guild][Orcarella]: cool, anybody up for a random heroic?
[Guild][Heurodis]: I’m maxed out for the day, and it’s not even noon. Bow before Bjorn, king of grinding
[Guild][Orcarella]: *bows*
[Guild][Morag]: Don’t. It only encourages him.
The Guild Message of the day is now: Welcome to the most progressed casual guild on the server!! New guild rule: don’t encourage Bjorn.
[Guild][Morag]: Anyhoo, gtg, my nails need me
[Guild][Solace]: I’m up for that hc
[Guild][Ialdir]: Me too
Drew grabbed a Dr Pepper from the minifridge he technically wasn’t supposed to have in his room, sent a couple of invites to his new guildies, and fired up the random dungeon finder.
[Group][Ialdir]: Please not Steamworks, please not steamworks
A loading screen popped up. Drew recognised it straightaway as the Steamworks Furnace. And then he found himself standing in a long grey-brown hallway, metal rivets in the walls and a pair of equally grey-brown, metal-riveted golems waiting patiently to be pwned.
A severe-looking high elf with long golden hair drawn into a topknot appeared in the corridor. He was tricked out in ornate brown and green leather with gold scrollwork, tangles of briars running down his arms and across his huge shoulder pads. Almost a complete set of Tier 14. Nice. And he was wielding that damn bow from Vilicus.
[Group][Ialdir]: FML
An orcish assassin wearing a cobbled-together set of black leathers from the last patch spawned next.
[Group][Ialdir]: Yo
[Group][Orcarella]: hey
The assassin, obviously staying true to his mysteriousprofession, said nothing.
Next in was a dark elf chick with deep-brown skin and shock-white hair. She was striking and pretty, in a video game avatar kind of way. Drew liked to think he’d grown out of his fancying-imaginary-elves phase, but Solace had obviously put a lot of work into her look. She was wearing a full set of Tier 8, which, after a quick inspect, Drew was relieved to see was in the cosmetic slot, not the stat slot.
[Group][Orcarella]: Nice wings
[Group][Solace]: Thanks
[Group][Ialdir]: It took us weeks to farm them
