The time I got GM gear

[UrkTheSlayer]

I played a halfling rogue on Rathe. I was known by half the server for being the biggest noob rogue. I played every day and spent the majority of my time lfg, no one wants to group with a rogue who doesn’t understand why it’s important to assist and not pull. Server Stack Dev plays on server and feels bad for me, asks me to join group and makes friends with me.

Teaches me everything, why “just kill everything, hit something: anything” isn’t a good strat and holds my hand through making all my macros like assist and evade and inc pull messages ect. months later out levels me and asks for my account info to hook me up with guide gear so I can solo to 60 and join his guild and he’ll teach me how to raid: at which point I have to delete the gear.

I fall in love with the gear, and with the empty velious zones like crystal caverns and tofs. Dev friend stops replying to my “sup player” messages when I log in so I stop messaging him.

I spend the next year at level 52(or is it 50, I can’t remember), sometimes I’d level up to 54 or 55 but I would sell to a necro back down to 52 a few days before the public vox and naggy raids. I get a half dozen Aa’s and the name baron, I never miss a public lvl 52 dragon raid.

Dev buddy sends me a message out of the blue “so when are you gonna hit 60 and delete that gear so I can teach you how to raid?” I tell him never, that I love being the only person in old dungeons and killing naggy/vox.

A month or so later I’m summoned from mistmoore castle to a doorless room in the Freeport aqueducts. I tell the gm everything but my friends name, so they ban me for sharing account info.

RIP Rynoman Shoemaker of Rathe