Fiend Driden says in a respectful voice, "Best bard since xinna."
Fiend Driden says in a respectful voice, "Hands down."
i've only heard of xinna but this makes me warm and fuzzy inside.
She was over rated... Like an origami crown, jus looked nice but folded under pressure.. there is a reason why she retired.. #cheapshots #runsandhides
i love you, profibro, like a fresh taco, but you are very wrong here. Xinna very much earned her rep as one of the best of the best, just like you have
Aff tracking takes the hard part of bard out of the equation.
I mean, to be fair, the hard part of combat is the actual fighting back part, and beating active defense. If this is just locking standing still targets, that's easy as any class.
The thing most auto bards struggle with is holding a target down because they don't use leg breaks.
You're right on the leg break thing for sure (and probably anything bard related you say).
My comment was more to show how good Xinna was because she didn't use aff tracking and that aff tracking made is fairly trivial to be a good (not top) bard if you choose to go that route.
Atalkez, riding a Baarian tiger, arrives from the east.
He is followed by a cowled practice dummy, a gold-breasted falcon, an elegant Mysian parrot, and .
Atalkez enacts the Rite of Piety, declaring that all must be bound by their faith.
Alrena mutters words of death and decay, and suddenly the ground breaks open all around as hands of rotting flesh and white bone push out of the ground.
Atalkez says in a silky, smooth tenor voice, "Oh no."
Poor Eli, she'll never get over her fear of sailing at this point:
Dean Torinn Chiragh, the Ivory Cleric says in a lilting, baritone voice, "Plank is raised, anchor is raised, sea spells are all there, I'm using the correct aura, I have the cargo.."
Dean Torinn Chiragh, the Ivory Cleric says in a lilting, baritone voice, "First stop, Zanzibaar."
Dean Torinn Chiragh, the Ivory Cleric laughingly says in a lilting, baritone voice, "Oh, it may help to take command first."
The blue body of a half-devoured triton floats by before being ravenously consumed by a huge shark.
Elipise chuckles nervously.
Torinn Chiragh, Herald of Fire says, "Good, darn it." Talamond Averial says, "You are the least charming siren ever."
You strike brutally at an apathetic gnoll sentinel, and shred his skin. An apathetic gnoll sentinel exclaims, "Ah-ha! Finally some action!" An apathetic gnoll sentinel springs to an apathetic gnoll sentinel's defence. [Rage]: +7.2. Total: 122.5
Making soothing noises, you carefully approach an apathetic gnoll sentinel, assuring him that you are a friend and urging him to fight for you. An apathetic gnoll sentinel exclaims, "Ah-ha! Finally some action!"
An apathetic gnoll sentinel wounds an apathetic gnoll sentinel with a glancing cut. An apathetic gnoll sentinel springs to an apathetic gnoll sentinel's defence.
An apathetic gnoll sentinel thrusts his spear towards an apathetic gnoll sentinel and jabs him twice in quick succession.
Wow, she's wearing more clothing on the promotional poster than she does in that movie.
(D.M.A.): Cooper says, "Kyrra is either the most innocent person in the world, or the girl who uses the most innuendo seemingly unintentionally but really on purpose."
Caefir Navigator, Will Obuun says, "Driden's title." Caefir Navigator, Will Obuun says, "Crusher of Wills." Caefir Navigator, Will Obuun says, "But it was I who crushed today.
Hehehe
Roses and ashes, life and death Both to the ground now asunder Darkness to Light and Evil to Right Let men in solitude now wonder
Reminiscent of daylight surrendering to the night, this duskflight falcon bears an evening-rich plumage, with hues ranging from dim indigo at its crest, to the near-black of its charcoal tail. Tapering into subdued violet-blue are its flight-feathers, while all colour melts away approaching its flawless, creamy white chest. A little smaller than most birds of prey, it carries itself with no less dignity, and sports slender talons of wicked sharpness. Through its large, amber eyes, this bird keeps a protective gaze upon the surroundings in any light.
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He has been ranked #1 in experience.
#cheapshots #runsandhides
Doesn't every bard? I'm genuinely asking. I don't see why you wouldn't.
I was able to use AK to write a 1 button hands off auto lock script in about 15 minutes though.
@Aegoth @Proficy @Alrena @Kythra @Melodie @Exxia all got locked from it.
Aff tracking takes the hard part of bard out of the equation.
I mean, to be fair, the hard part of combat is the actual fighting back part, and beating active defense. If this is just locking standing still targets, that's easy as any class.
The thing most auto bards struggle with is holding a target down because they don't use leg breaks.
My comment was more to show how good Xinna was because she didn't use aff tracking and that aff tracking made is fairly trivial to be a good (not top) bard if you choose to go that route.
man, you all know how to murder sarcasm.....
*fistbump @antidas *
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edit: my next purchase is probably going to be the 1 hour class switch artefact so and I still hold Magi so have hope.
Yeah, but Apostates smell like dead things.
Penwize has cowardly forfeited the challenge to mortal combat issued by Atalkez.
Dean Torinn Chiragh, the Ivory Cleric says in a lilting, baritone voice, "Plank is raised, anchor is raised, sea spells are all there, I'm using the correct aura, I have the cargo.."
Talamond Averial says, "You are the least charming siren ever."
An apathetic gnoll sentinel exclaims, "Ah-ha! Finally some action!"
An apathetic gnoll sentinel springs to an apathetic gnoll sentinel's defence.
[Rage]: +7.2. Total: 122.5
Making soothing noises, you carefully approach an apathetic gnoll sentinel, assuring him that you are a friend and urging him to fight for you.
An apathetic gnoll sentinel exclaims, "Ah-ha! Finally some action!"
An apathetic gnoll sentinel wounds an apathetic gnoll sentinel with a glancing cut.
An apathetic gnoll sentinel springs to an apathetic gnoll sentinel's defence.
An apathetic gnoll sentinel thrusts his spear towards an apathetic gnoll sentinel and jabs him twice in quick succession.
Saturday, the 0th of January, in the year 2017 in your local timezone.
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You whisper to Jonesey with a thick, exotic accent, "It's the name, isn't it?"
Jonesey says with a wet snowflake accent, "Names that end in vowels."
"Heh heh heh," you chuckle.
Jonesey says with a wet snowflake accent, "Just always are feminine to me."
Rom shrugs helplessly.
Scion Rom Corten says, "Yeah I woulda bet on Jaelle being a lady by name, I suppose."
You stick out your tongue and say with a thick, exotic accent, "A beautiful name for a beautiful man."
Rom nods his head slowly, looking very wise.
An earthen elementalist casually spins her quarterstaff in her hands, the thin wood neatly twirling through her fingers.
Draxis sniggers evilly.
Scion Rom Corten says, "Somethin' like that."
Jonesey says with a wet snowflake accent, "Yes, its um beautiful."
You snicker softly to yourself.
Draxis nods his head at Jonesey.
Naoma rolls on the floor, laughing.
Jonesey says with a wet snowflake accent, "A wise man once told me."
Jonesey says with a wet snowflake accent, "A beautiful person just wants their booty full."
Jonesey ponders you with a contemplative expression.
Draxis rolls on the floor, laughing.
You say to Jonesey with a thick, exotic accent, "Well, my booty is fine."
You nod your head slowly, trying to wear your best wise look.
Jonesey pinches you on your behind, obviously testing for firmness.
Jonesey fans himself.
You say with a thick, exotic accent, "Terrific, in fact."
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@Twilight : I'm ready to paint you like one of my French girls when you want to pose.
Caefir Navigator, Will Obuun says, "Crusher of Wills."
Caefir Navigator, Will Obuun says, "But it was I who crushed today.
Hehehe
Both to the ground now asunder
Darkness to Light and Evil to Right
Let men in solitude now wonder
Reminiscent of daylight surrendering to the night, this duskflight falcon bears an evening-rich
plumage, with hues ranging from dim indigo at its crest, to the near-black of its charcoal tail.
Tapering into subdued violet-blue are its flight-feathers, while all colour melts away approaching
its flawless, creamy white chest. A little smaller than most birds of prey, it carries itself with
no less dignity, and sports slender talons of wicked sharpness. Through its large, amber eyes, this
bird keeps a protective gaze upon the surroundings in any light.