SO many memories. I remember running through EC shouting "WTB gently used Fungi Tunic" I never actually could afford to purchase it. Apparently the owners of such elusive luxury items would trade up in value.
What the heck is WRONG with my Mino axe? WHY does this ghoul NOT even get hit?!? Magic item? (Slowly a look of dawning understanding mixed with dismay crossed my face several times)
Haste means I run faster? AWESOME! Throw something on the ground and it points North? AMAZING~! As I am directionally challenged that meant nothing to me personally, but still. It seemed cool.
Losing a corpse in Everfrost. Hubby asking what was nearby - "snow"
That spell screen. Ugh. I spent more time staring at the spell book than the actual world. *it seemed like it anyway* I remember an Inky not being able to get water and I got some for her. Later a mage handed me a mod rod and told me to click it. I killed me and didn't even know why. My one claim to fame - I learned Dragon's Tongue. I was so proud. It was so useless.
I was a terrible player. Even snakes kicked me! I wouldn't quit though. I am not the brightest "a willowisp." Even Serpent's sight didn't help. Ah, excuse me I must alert **everyone!** /shout "Train TO ZONE!!~