for trollophoroi

[selfconcept]

Welcome to gay baby jail. It's dark and gloomy here.

Comments

[trollophoroi]

[ Dump it in another guild's storage... A good idea. Too bad Hien will have to be disappointed when Fandaniel decides to keep the terrible tome in his very own guild room. Will he obsessively cause the screams on occasion? Maybe, once he's gotten past the initial horror, but that will be a problem for future Fandaniel. ]

...you truly have no idea where any of this came from?

[ How strange that something like cursed level cap rewards would go out without even the admins knowing about them. What game was CCCorp playing here? ]

[selfconcept]

I really don't.

[ Hien only said that he wouldn't tell Fandaniel in the initial email because he thought he was being trolled. And that Hien is a spiteful bastard, but it's fine.

He finally lets go of Fandaniel's arm and shoulder. ]

It's what I'll be looking into right after this.

[trollophoroi]

[ Don't worry, the next time will probably be for trolling purposes. Look forward to it but until then, Fandaniel will have to take Hien at his word on this. A sigh escapes him and the tenseness he'd been holding himself with drains away. Now he just looks tired. ]

I see. I think... I will put this away and log off for the evening.

[ Gotta go touch some grass or something. ]

[selfconcept]

... Yeah. Say hi to your snake for me.

[ He gives Fandaniel a small pat on the head before he sends him out of the room to reappear in Mac Anu where the view of the sunset is the best in the area.

Time for him to get to work. ]