Huzzah!

Just spent the last three or four hours in Thidranki, kicking ass and taking names. Logged on my nightshade first, but pickings for an assassin were thin. Especially with the Mids not wanting to get away from the central keep, 'cause they had a healer back there who could keep even the most badly-specced shadowblades alive.

So Thuulstrea went and set up a trebuchet and started putting a hole in the ck wall. That kicked everything else off - Brionwe the vampiir logged on to join me, forgot to turn her /xp off, so she levelled to 25...

Then I logged on my druid to rez and DE logged on her bard to rez. So we all grouped up to get Brionwe back on her feet. We got her up, then I logged off and got on my hero, Sparra.

We just kept acruing people and siege equipment. First was Sililskra the vampiir, then Theovs the other bard. Picked up a mentalist named Mitril along the way. Knocked a hole in the wall, got into the courtyard, and were working on ramming down the inner doors when the Mids managed to force us back out.

So we got more trebuchest, set up on the Mid bridge, and trebbed three more holes in the wall and the inner door down. ^__^

The Mids put up a really stiff defense. Their frostalf shaman, Berylline, did a really good job of keeping us suppressed with her AOE DOTs and AE disease. And she'd jump outside to fire ballista at us, then run back into the keep before, oh, say, the lurikeen with the pointy stick could gut her.

Sparra was very saddened by that.

We captured the keep, and I got to tank the lord. ^__^

After we took the keep, we ran around a lot and swept up Mids and Albs who were thinking that maybe they could get some kills in. But with two full groups of Hibs running around, hungry for RPs, the Albs and Mids just kept dying in sprays of blood.

Major, major fun today. Brionwe wound up at 26th level before she logged out, and we had a beautiful group today. The two bards were well-played, the assorted melee-types kept together instead of running off in all directions, and the menty didn't wander off and die much. It was so awesome having a good group together that knew what it was doing.

Logged out because the Albs and the Mids stopped coming out to play. Ah, well. But, dude, that was an awesome day in Thid!

Excellent!

The final page for today's issue of Team People:

Shot over the shoulder of Malador the Mystic, we see a wrecked antique shop. There's a sprawled out uniformed minion on the floor, and Firemind has been shoved to the floor herself. At the back of the antique shop, Keith stands clutching at the knife in his arm, while Futureshock stands next to him with the macguffin in his hands.