A quiet sunset began among the pineland hills. I was laid in a position of repose, my back along the soft grass of a slanted mound. An enormous Oak above me flooded the air with a crisp smell. Karana does his work well indeed.

Wow love this Screenshot, where is this from? what area? a raft? what?:confused:

A stinging sensation spread throughout my limbs. So long in the bitter wind, I had long accepted the numbness of my body. The fire I built warmed my frozen flesh all too quickly. I thanked whomever built this small hut for providing me a respite from these icy wastes.

Curunol yet roams Norrath? So all is not lost.

I stopped to tend to the open laceration on my shoulder. A misstep during my fight with the werewolf had cost me. The gash seeped with blood, cutting deep into my muscle. The fading light made it difficult to see. At least the sight of fall leaves blending into the hazy horizon brought me a sense of calm and peace.

Plot twist, these screenshots were actually taken on blue.

:)

Love these. Keep up the great sensory details!

cool to see what everquest as a single player game looks like

Smote upon the ground, the bloody carcass of the Cursed Dragon lay before us. It was our experience in the careful practice of slaying Great Wurms as well as the towering strength of my comrades that allowed us to remove a resident of Veeshan's own cathedral this day, My dagger was twisted and blunted upon the Wurm's hardened flesh yet remained honed enough until the last moments in which I delivered a final thrust into the beast causing him to shudder in the spasms of death.