i recently as mentioned in my other post recieved a nice ac 0 armour in the severed hand, which as a i remember, i have never received before lower dorns deep - by which point i get bathed in blood anyway.

Recently i spent a long time clickin of jesters bag of holding or whatever its called, for a laugh and recieved (in one click) 20 potions of speed - not only that but for some reason when drank them i became confused, in game and out. Anyone got an explanation for that?

I remember in the orc caves at the start getting something i though was super coolin the chest at the top ofte map. cant remember what tho.

Anyway how about you guys, got anything interesting to share?

No idea about the jester's bag. I rarely use it unless I'm low on ammo. Otherwise I just drop it because it takes up an inventory slot.

My favourite random drop is the Repeating Heavy Crossbow - +5 attack and damage, 3 shots per round. It is fantastic for taking down spellcasters and archers, especially with bolts of biting or lightning.

Probably the best item I've received out of the chest in the orc cave was the sash that gives a permanent bless spell to the wearer.

<font color = lightgreen>I love the Jester's Bag! You can never have too many dead cats! [img]graemlins/1dizzy.gif[/img] [img]graemlins/petard.gif[/img] </font>

I liked the Jester's Bag

What's in there? What's gonna come out? No one knows :3

Oh, btw, you probably got Cursed Potions of Speed. Did they look odd for speed potions?

My favorite item out of the cave chest was a Mage Dagger +1. I only got that thing once, but it was good when I got it :D

Azred,

I disagree about the dead cats. In the long run, they only lead to misery and heartache.

As it turns out, except for a little companionship in a land otherwise lacking familiars, they're not good for anything. They can't be resurrected, healed, thrown, or worn. Even when you're at Death's door and you think they're finally going to come to life and save you, they just sit there. You'd think they'd appreciate the little sweater you made them or remember that cold night on the glacier when you had to snuggle in front of the fire to keep warm, but no, they just let you die.

Misery and heartache.

A moment of silence for poor Patches...

Thanks,

Lymond

<font color = lightgreen>Poor little Patches. </font>

and now let us bow our heads in silence, in memory of patches.