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[The Too Long, Won't Read: Hello! You guys rock!]
My character is about to celebrate her first after abduction Birthday ("Wow," said the players with 300-year-old characters, "tell us more about your longevity, Oh Mighty One."), so I just wanted to drop in and say "Hello!" I've heard about Achaea for awhile now, from a friend with a mostly-dormant character, and the praise is completely justified. Thus, I'd like to add a bit of my own:
- Mhaldor! My mother thanks you, my father thanks you, and I thank you. Since I joined, so many people have gone out of their way to help me, it's unbelievable. I want my character to be pretty different from me, the smartass (somewhat less evil) goof, so at the moment, I'm playing her much more reserved. Which is fine except that, in character, my responses have been, "Thank you. That's very helpful," when what I want to say, OOCly, is "Thank you, thank you, thank you, you are a Golden God, here's a picture of a kitten on a rocking horse!" So, to all of the friendly folks I've met and will meet (particularly @Zii, @Carmain, @Nadria, @Arcion, @Vrah, @Boosteya who've all taken much of their time to help a sister out), you're awesome. [Further praise redacted to preserve Evil League of Evil mystique]
- My Mhaldor rant? It's really quite difficult to have Dracaria avoid saying or doing anything that could get her decapitated or fed to the piranha when -I- am snickering at the computer in response to the wit found in the city. Every time I play, I have to remind myself (multiple times!) "your character is a Mhaldorian, not a Tickle Me Elmo."
- Citizens of other cities! I'm sure you're all streets ahead, but sadly I haven't had much interaction with anyone beyond "Please leave our city" or, "Get out, and don't come back" or, "Slave! Feel free to browse the shops...of Mhaldor, which you can find when you speedily depart from our town." When I'm out of newbiedom and don't have to spend most of my time scrounging for gold (she said, full of hope), I hope to meet and oppress many, many more of you!
And, finally, apologies in advance for any tentative, inconsistent RP. I wanted a challenge (idiot), and the process of crafting a non-moustache-twirling-cartoon evil is certainly that -- particularly when an 18-year-old character is practically still a toddler. Bonus apologies: my combat might suck for awhile, but I'm trying!