I remember when the world was a wonderful blue. Where all the good people played Wizards and Warriors, and these wonderful amigo's laughed at the poor shmucks playing Baldur's Gate because those benighted hordes always failed to appreciate that the only RPG games worth playing are in 1st person perspective
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Some people turned out to be weak in the force. Those that swayed to the dark side were ever cast out from the W&W side to many aguished wailings and gnashings of teeth.
Wyvern was our leader, but our gang included Sazerac, Scronan, Alicat, Lily the Alaskan Ranger, Freudian Slip, and some dutch guy who's name (alas and to my shame) now escapes me.
Then along came GD, and my first meetings with "the dark side". I ventured into the New Hope Inn and some punk cowboy blew a hole in my best Fedora and the pit fiend ran off with the remnants.
YOU STILL OWE ME A HAT SIR TAINLY!!!!!