... hanging out with a friend and killing stuff (or watching her kill stuff) can be very satisfying.
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7 comments:
'Struth.
Man, I know that feeling.
Is that Blackfathom Deep? It looks familiar, but I haven't done that instance enough to be sure.
Gold star fer Avaric. Is indeed BFD.
Not only that, but it's therapeutic for the person killing the stuff.
There is much to be said for therapeutic wholesale slaughter.
I often ask a low guilde if he needs stockades. If so it takes 2min for each wing to collect the prioners drop a trap and you have a nice pile of bodies.
So releaving :D
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