Vergalid's End !

Gromlok tugged on the loose thread and giggled as the bone-stitch golem unraveled at Uugoo’s feet causing him to hop nimbly out of the way as he took his last swing at the thing.

The huge ogre shrugged and turned to face the next creature chasing Angor into camp. Frogs being frogs, Uugoo leaped over the hulking ogre form and engaged the hapless drakkin before the ogre finished spitting.

Just beyond the tunnel, a huge cavern opened up and there inside snored Vergalid, unworried and smirking, puffs of smoke curling lazily from his huge snout. Dusky black wings folded around his huge body, scales shimmering in the hazy glow of magical crystals.

Slumbering in the quiet of his haven, he ignored distant sounds of battle, fire flashes of spells, the muffled oaths of warriors and the steady chants of healers. After all they had come before to his very lair and he had spoken haughtily to them, dismissing them, and then laying waste to their feeble attempts to capture his treasure.

A soft buzzing and the brisk beat of wings disturbed his pleasant sleep. He swatted idly at the noise with one languid clawed foot. The buzzing persisted. He swatted again and again met only air for his trouble.

There was a loud zap and then a gulp followed by a belch that shook the ring of crystals in which he lay……. and the buzzing stopped. Opening one large black eye, then the other, he stood, stretched and moved to the tiny specks in front of him.

His speech prepared, his tail switching back and forth as he sized up the band of fighters before him.

“Don’t even bother,” croaked Uugoo.

And the fight was on.

It was a huge rush. We had been to visit this dragon many times and we had been rebuked many times. Oh the pain of wiping when he was at 14% and then the week before at 5%.  But this time was different. He threw out all the DPS he had, blew out a few AEs  and we had em right where we wanted em .  All offensive discs spent, we only had one option left to us

 With that uber strategy there at the end, the cave was silent and Vergalid slid to the ground.

(more clear shot here)

We scooped up his precious treasure.

Grats Kiti !

Grats Beracah

And the most important thing , we captured his flag for each member to carry as a trophy into the depths of Ashengate.

And if that wasn't enough, we did all 3 encounters of Vergalid's End last night in under 3 hours.  After all the factioning we had to do, lookout Ashengate here we come and we're pissed.

Shady's mistell of the day and other fun

LLareth looking for some action ?:

DC having fun with tradeskills:

And of course another one from Shady :

Never thought we could top a Shady mistell, but I think you will all agree with me that this one does :

-Asif (Dreamcatcher, Bono & Kiti all contributed to this update)

Onward we go into The Serpent's Spine !

Well with the recent ownage of Deathkneel we as a guild have officially started down the path of raiding in The Serpent's Spine.  I say officially as many of us have unofficially been working the many quests and factions that we need to actually step foot into the raid content zones.  This has been a mind numbing task of killing eggtenders, capturing baby drakes, scrubbing statues, sketching, planting bombs, pretending we were all Frodo and throwing the one ring into the lava and then killing some more eggtenders.  While most of us are done with this now we figured we should start doing the Vergalid task.

In the high plateaus of faraway Sunderrock, two huge ironclad doors stand stark in the expanse of dry desert and winding rivers thrust deep in the shadows of canyons. Pak opened those doors and walked in.

“What was that?” The bard muttered over his shoulder, the tunnel fading in and out of view.

“What was what?” The rogue shrugged off his shroud and knelt down listening carefully thinking he may have missed scouting something.

A sonorous sound like that of air escaping from the hot lava springs found in the sulphurous bottom of Ashengate belched forth filling the tunnel with incredible stench.

The ogre standing just behind them muttered an insincere apology watching with puzzled expression at how suddenly he was left standing alone facing the gaping darkness beyond.

Somewhere in that darkness a dragon roared in response, its voice echoing and reverberating throughout the entire mountain.
 

Eventually, we happened upon a gnome.  She wasn’t friendly that little gnome. She sent mechanical monsters, each with their own special mode of destruction. Rogues and bards darted here and there disarming, warriors blew through DIs like Shrek blows gas. Awesome healing and sheer determination, good skill and cooperative effort combined to get us past everything the little gnome thru at us.  Nurtha was a bit of a stumbling block as it took a couple of tries to nail her and her demonic devices but nail her we did.

Grats Aatma

Grats Damus and Shtik

Another door opened. Go figure! We walked through it. We glanced around. Nice décor.

Ohhhhhhhhhh, the pallys all got happy. Yep! Undead stuff! The main guy just stood still while he got whapped up and down by warriors and pin-cushioned by rangers. He go BOOM too! And we all took a breath.

Grats Sadenie

Grats Wahneni

It was midnight and we had torn Vergalid instance apart. Systematically, methodically, and cooperatively took it down piece by piece.
 

Early success in the first events brought back many a smile and in some cases breathing (/winks at Gromlok) to Pak’s members.

The dragon was still casting an occasional roar just to remind us he was in the mountain somewhere.

Another door opened………Krezlin stepped through and he went BOOM! So we called it a successful night =p



Our first attempt at Vergalid came on the same night that we sacked the pre-game events and it was late. Way past our bedtimes too! Working-class guild with early morning meetings, kids to school, and the Judge Joe Brown show wasn’t going to hold us back. We pushed ahead with the fight ignoring the clock (and the smell. )

So Vergalid lifted his body up lazily, his eyes languidly taking in the fighting force arrayed in front of him. And it was on! He blew a couple fiery blasts but thanks to a certain ogre, the raid just blew back, nukes, swords, arrows, pets, spit wads, whatever was handy.

We slowed him up a bit. Okay we slowed him up a tad. Well, he didn’t breathe anymore on us cause like we died but what fun! And we are going back, cause well you just cannot have a dragon like Vergalid walking around telling stories on us. At least not until we have put him down. =) Then he can blow smoke all he wants.

Shady's mistell of the day and other fun

Grom discovers something about Adrianna:

One can only guess what Tnaril is into.

Do we really believe Dreamseeker ?

And of course another one from Shady :

-Asif (Dreamcatcher, Bono & Kiti all contributed to this update)

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