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Gninja3

09-22-2006, 08:13 AM

<DIV>We often hear about the negative stuff that happens within MMOs pretty much as soon as they happen. We always hear about people killing a named boss you were after or someone constantly sending you tells about buying platinum. But we rarely get to hear about the good times that happen in EverQuest II. Over at the <A href="http://eq2vault.ign.com" target=_blank>EQ2Vault</A> we want to hear those stories! head to our <A href="http://vnboards.ign.com/eq2_general_board/b22210/99096168/p1/?0" target=_blank>EverQuest II Forums </A>and tell us your favorite positive story about when you were playing EQ2 and someone helped you or saved you from dying or pretty much anything that made you step back and say "Wow that was nice of them!" We will even take it one step further! The 5 best stories will get a Beta invite for Echoes of Faydwer! Get to take your place in helping shape our game world by helping Beta test Echoes of Faydwer. All you have to do is give us a good story on something that happened that affected you positively within EverQuest 2. Employees of EQ2Vault are welcome to submit a story as someone outside the EQ2Vault will be judging.</DIV> <DIV> </DIV> <DIV>Good Luck!</DIV>

Darlion

09-22-2006, 05:33 PM

<DIV>Well... I can only remember one, and it was PvP related, so if you don't play on a PvP server you might not understand how rare it is...</DIV> <DIV> </DIV> <DIV>Anyway, I zoned into Sinking Sands, and I see an exiled Shadowknight waiting for me. I throw up my ward and charge in. After about 1-2 minutes of vicious one on one combat, a much maligned assassin comes up behind me and tries to take advantage of the situation and hits me with decapitate, along with everything else in his arsenal.</DIV> <DIV>The shadowknight not only doesn't take advantage of this turn of the battle, but turns on the assassin and starts beating the stuffing out of him. The shadowknight even uses harm touch, which, given the state of the battle he was in with me, would be his only way to beat me (even then it may not have won it for him, unless if he left the assassin to his business). I assist him, and we make short work of this upstart assassin. We then resume our battle, which he fights grimly to his death, and chooses not to use his escape spell. </DIV> <DIV> </DIV> <DIV>The most honorable opponent I have yet faced on Nagafen.</DIV> <DIV> </DIV>

interstellarmatter

09-22-2006, 06:17 PM

This happen when I first started playing EQ2 early last year. I had not played a MMO since Ultima Online in '97 and '98. My skills were at a zero. In fact, I had no idea what terms like tanks, dps, etc meant. My first character was a fighter in which I gave up after a couple of weeks. I was ready to give up the game. One night about a week later, my subscription was within a week of expiring. I turned on the computer and thought, "what the heck, I'll try one more character". I started a mage. This one seemed more fun but I ran into the same road block after leaving the island. I have no idea what to do in the game. This was my last straw. I had lost countless shards in CL and it wasn't much fun anymore. Until, one night, I met a lone Defiler at the start of Nek forest. She was killing a bunch of spiders. Now, at this point, I had been afraid to talk to anyone so I just watched her for a minute. She turns to me, "You want to join me?". I perk up and respond, "sure". She told me her husband a necromancer was on his way. This was the point in the game that made me a long term loyal customer. These guys took me under their wing. We did all our Armor Quests together. They even introduced me to their guild leader, who happily invited me to their guild. My friendship with them and their guild has lasted this whole time. It really taught me how close friendships can form in these games. That small families can be built. For these guys to spend so much time with me, just touched my heart. I felt like such a noob but this never seemed to bother them. EQ2 has one of the best communities of all MMOs. I tried WoW for a while a few months back and I can tell you one thing. There will never be that one special defiler waiting for me to help her kill spiders.

Enever

09-22-2006, 08:22 PM

I remember how I met one of my best friends on EQ2. Unfortunalty he no longer plays the game, so it's pretty sad to see him gone. But I met him through a pick up group outside in the commonlands. I was around level 17 as was he. We managed to get a group of three that did well. The neat thing was he was a true EQ1 vetren, he knew all of hte lore. I was still a newbie to the game and even MMORPGs. When the group was done, he stayed with, and I asked if it was even posisble to get to Qeynos as a Freeportian at level 17.He said of corse it is, and he'd show me. Now during this time to Qeynos, I had no idea it was as simple as getting a ticket to the Steppes. My friend allways was teh daring type, and allways took the hard way to everything. I rememeber I followed him through Nek forest to little problems, We got to the beach and zoned to The steppes. The funny part here, My friend decidedto take the scenic route, frightening me, but I tagged along. Instead of taking the path to the right on the TS docks. He decided to follo the dead river out, then the bridge and the pathways there to the Antonica gates. This was one neat expereiance to me, since I had never seen much of the game's content. It is due to that very thing, that the Thunderign Steppes instantly became one of my favorite zones. The music and the highland-feeling.Once in Antonica, We took the Qeynos Highway right to the city's moat. I was marveled by the sight of Freeport's enemy right before more. It is a very pretty city. He even insisted that we get a Stormhold group going. We did as well, teaming up with a group of 4 Qeynosians. The huntign group in Stormhold was great, it even got me my first ever valuble piece of trasure, the sword of thunder.It didn't stop here. We talked alot to one another in the following days. We often grouped up with oen another and statred groups. We were one heck of a killer duo combo. He did alot of crazy things. Even swiming to the back of Deathfist citadel at level 30. I thought he had lost it! He wanted to get into the citadel...hwoever, which was funny. He swam all the way to the sewer grates of the citadel, taking aggro, only to find out he didn't have access. The grouping continued throughout Desert of Flames. This was the last time we grouped together He decided to reroll a conjuror, which he played well. I met another person through him as well, which I also lost contact with. We often did all the instances as a trio. Two necromancers and a conjuror. We did pretty well even without a healer. I thing the Harpy Nest was the last time we ever grouped up. I was hoping he woudl stay around for KoS to come out, which I haven't seen him since. I even vowed to take his gnome Conjuror to revisit Ak'anon once EoF came out it only seemed right! He disapeared when The PvP servers came out, only to log in the RP server once in a while untill he finnaly stopped showing up at all.I was recently told he left EQ 2 for another game. Which made me feel sorta down. It was due to this Inquistador/conjuror I grew attached to the game and No one will be like him. They would probably never be as friendly as him, adventerous as him or even as daring! He did alot for me though, having helped me learn my class more, and even meet more friends that were in his old and now dismantled guild. I just hope he one day renews his EQ 2 account and rejoins. He would probably be jealous of me, from what I wear, heh. I'd never forget him for what he did to my experiance to the game and as a friend, no one else could be like him. <div></div>

Anthise

09-22-2006, 08:49 PM

<DIV> It was almost a year ago when things started happening in the guild. Not that it ever was a bad guild, but personalities clashed and angry words were spoken, and within a few days distinct sides became evident. Amid the chaos and turmoil, those sorts of days where you hate logging in to see what other friend has left without a word, I noticed a letter in my mailbox. I was astounded to find a complete set of legendary armor, something my poor and struggling templar could never afford. Sent by the guild leader I wondered why he would have sent it, as communication between us had been strained, almost to the point of us not speaking at all. All he would tell me was “It is from an admirer, who did not wish to be named”. Soon after I too found I wished to leave the guild and because I could not yet use this armor set, I sent it back, crestfallen that I would hurt someone, but knowing full well I could not stay in the guild at the time. As a final stab as I left, the leader told me it was Rohawn that he had it made for me, and so I told Rohawn how grateful I was of his gift and hoped even in my leaving I could remain his friend. I sensed the despair in his voice then, his kind and generous heart broken by my own act of propriety. Throughout the time I was away, gone with another of the guild members, my then current companion and love, I tried from time to time to speak to Rohawn and though carefully cool he remained a steadfast friend. When we would run into each other, there was always this uncomfortable feeling, of words unspoken, perhaps each of us wondering what happened and what we let slip through our hands. Many months past and I never forgot Rohawn’s deed. Soon the world tipped again and I found myself unhappy again. Alone, even in a guild is a sorry place, one I am sure many have felt and I knew I had to go. Leaving this second guild was easier, for nothing held me back. In my despair I made another character, I could not bear to play my templar, for I was so unhappy. I pondered going back to my original guild because my old guild leader had vanished, and with him much of the unhappiness in that first guild disappeared along with him. The new guild leader was a good man, one I respected and looked up to. The guild was struggling, still reeling from the mass exodus caused by so many leaving. Although he was careful not to presume, Rohawn urged me back, and because I could not forget his gift…I returned. I have not regretted it since. In the months since the guild has grown and become the fine guild it is today. As the guild grew, so did a romance between Rohawn and I, finally fulfilling those unspoken words and feelings left so long unsaid. With him I have found a constant companion and friend, someone with a noble and giving heart that I admire and trust with my own. Rohawn is someone kind beyond need and generous beyond means, who understands the true meaning of being a paladin. Our love and the lives of all others in our guild flourish under the edicts of Mithaniel Marr, yet his sister too is there hiding among our members. She returned me to where I belong, where love and adventure and honor matter. Lady Galya Lightbringer Lady of Words Paragon of the Order of Marr </DIV>

swedago

09-22-2006, 09:25 PM

Here is a true story... I started playing eq2 first day of launch on Najena server.. My sister, her husband, and her two eldest play eq2 as well. Anyways.. During their play time they met a very nice girl from Europe (My sister, and her family live in Los Angeles as I did at the time). The European girl would group with them often, and finally she joined their guild. So here I was tired of dating girls that hated my MMO time... I decided just to date, but had no interest in anything serious for a while (Had enough of being told to log, or at least made feel guilty about playing). Seeing that this Euro girl played eq2, my sister decided to introduce her and I in game. Well, we all started grouping together! After months of grouping, talking on ventrilo, on the phone, etc... I decided she seemed nice, and wanted to meet her. We talked for about a year, and last November I went to Europe to meet her... I ended up staying~! Last January we were married, and December we are expecting our first baby! We both play eq2 together... Still.

Evilcow

09-23-2006, 07:08 AM

*cough* they said the eq2 vault forums *cough*

monrofayy

09-24-2006, 03:56 AM

<DIV> I wrote this a while back when i first started playing everquest 2, another paladin at the time helped me find the one within my self i thought was killed by real life mistakes and sorrow he said: stop letting past demons haunt me,, and to start fighting for the future" The Last Paladin I rest my back upon a tree, using my sword as a crutch i lean and look over the land. as quickly as the wind of time which blows past my now grey hair a blanket of haunting mist plows over this land. i look down at myself, my armour is covered in blood, my blood. my wounds are deep and painful... the battle has weakened me...i need to rest. my mind wanders back to a time when peace filled my soul... memories of happiness are the only comfort in this dark place. emptyness fills me i shed a single lonely tear... it flows from my eye like the blood seeping from my wounds. I lower my head in silence... this moment is broken as i hear a thunder... the wind screams at me like unholy wraiths... my plates of armour clatter as the thunder races across the sky... i hear laughter, so i look to see a dark figure holding a sword in one hand... my eyes meet the glowing blood red eyes protruding from the shadow... it is him again. (still feeble) from the pain I push off my crutch... gathering my stance as i draw my sword. the pain of my wounds is great, however, i will not show weakness... i stand my ground. (the Paladin stands, in this place of darkness against an enemy that is his equal) ( and knowing he is wounded badly, and that the odds are not in his favor... he does not fluster, he does not back down). they go blow for blow... strike for strike... every attack counter met by the other... its like the struggle of light over darkness...love over hate...resolution over pain, until the cycle is quickly broken... the Paladin has been struck down... the dark figure stands over what he thinks to be an easy victory... my strength is all but gone... i'm screaming inside... i'm the only light that shines in this dark place... i have tried so hard, i have battled so long...i've grown tired. i need loving arms to embrace me. i want to hear words of love... but all i hear is the undying thud of pain. my mind clouds with rage. the once soft-light bearing candle of my soul has now become infuriated and burns with powerful fuel...like the breath of a dragon. (the Paladin rises to his feet, trapping the pain in a place to far away for him to feel... refusing to let the dark figure have this victory). the Paladin playfully points his sword towards the dark figure...as if taunting him to strike... their swords meet in mid air... words are exchanged... the dark figure laughs, then is silent... the fading red eyes are captivated by the diamond-like gleam of the Paladin...for once the dark figure feels what fear is. the paladin moves in so fast that to the dark figure he appears as nothing but a blur...the battle ends with the dark figure tasting the Paladin victorious treat. (the paladin traumatized by what he has seen stumbles to get back on his feet)... he looks back only once...walking, remembering his passed life...everything that has come and gone..people, who shall now only be a memory...his deeds done, and words spoken... with blood now covering his eyes, he puts his helmet on. looking neither forward nor back as he slowly walks the path into the dark night. tears wash the thoughts down his long face... the bright beacon of light begins to fade in the distance.</DIV>