Ye pesky rogue!

[Waheedski]

Was it not a short while ago, ye pesky rogue requesteth help on an isle full of crustaceans ? That a fine mighty warrior such as myself came and thwarted these blood thirsty sharks and crustaceans! I do remember that day ye pesky rogue, that you feasted on a fine gourmet of seafood platter, cooked by the one and only warrior chef of Arlor! All hail the mighty cook!

You called me in distress O' pesky rogue and we raided Nordr to all it's frozen depths, till the Nordrian denizens giveth me a venerable title of - THE PLUNDERER OF NORDR!

Yes I remember your cries of... Hark! Doth a mighty warrior knownst as Waheedski hear my cries, for I have fallen and I can't get up.

How times change, and now I have seen you in action gliding through the darkness that is Shuyal and flying through the Enclave of Dragons, carrying ill-equipped pugs and destroying all that lay in your path. While I have become an eater of humble pie, he who is known as conquerer of Bael the second, the plunderer of nordr, demon of dragon enclave, beseeched your help in the destruction of the last 3 maps of Shuyal.

Along with a fellow guildie mage, we weeded out Overgrowth so fast that we stood open mouthed, and yet you just shrugged your shoulders and said NEXT! Together our triumvirate lit the dank darkness of Undim fields and we bought light into a dark world.

Now lay Inan'hesh, and with an appearance of an unknown mage, and some other laggy tank we lay siege. I gripped, taunted and tussled this gargantuan demon, whilst you buzzed with devastating attacks like a livid hornet, the mage he danced a merry dance with fireballs, the laggy tank well he laggeth, without much ado this evil adversary and all his minions, banished forever from these lands.

But ye still art a pesky rogue!