I found something interesting.

[HBwillie]

I was bored at school a while back and I actually wrote a monthly poll down on paper. Here's what I've got.

Warrior: Suukar the war bunny. I've got your carrot right here, buddy.

Berserker: Caloth. That charge sucks.

Ranger: Thandaeus. Seraz is good too.

Blademaster: Vhorkus is awesome. Honorable mention to Tomas and Yerti.

Thief: Azantar, enough said. Cthokor is good too. Ginig = most annoying thief ever.

Ninja: Roinin. A play on the word, 'ronin'? Hmm...

Bard: Meridia is great. I like Crelle a lot, too.

Paladin: Luris!

Dark-Knight: Of the three I know, Sasiya seemed the most skilled.

Good Cleric: Dulimir. I saw him fight a couple of times. Not bad.

Evil Cleric: Suunmar. Izlo takes second.

Invoker: Cylandas. The total package.

Battlemage: Trinevyr & Merafein. Powerhouses.

Healer: Haroen, I guess. Is that pronounced 'heroin'?

Necromancer: ...lkazar (the ink was smudged)

Shaman: Of the three I've fought, Olom takes the cake.

Psionicist: Haven't encountered one.

Druid: Evashen stays decked so he gets the default pick.

Crusader: Firimor. Cool cat.

Vampire: I'm just another Martinieus nuthugger.

Lich: Ithzathral. What a nasty fellow.

Warmaster: Senrail, who needs no explanation.

Savant: Cylandas. Done a lot for the cabal.

Knight: Thandaeus. He's a hardass but ya gotta love 'em.

Nexus: Suukar seems the most promising.

Tribunal: Martineius, of course.

Watcher: Yerti for being around.

Syndicate: Seraz. I hate ninjas.

Herald: Mathicus. Cool bard.

Immortal: Raargant is the bomb.

Cabal: Tribunal is on top.

Overall: Cylandas. Though he is often overshadowed, he has made a huge impact on the game by means of pk AND lots of RP.

[Dizz]

lol!

[Zrothum]

Suukar was my worst warrior ever.

[Mudder]

I think you actually posted that.

I'm also offended you chose Suukar over Sirican! Sheesh.

[HBwillie]

I guess I was playing Helmsley at the time I wrote it. Not really sure why I made some of the picks I did.

[Aulian]

That must of been taken just as Dulanain died and I rolled Ghadryn

[HBwillie]

definitely. ghadryn was a big influence on helmsley.

[Mindflayer]

You had Seraz listed as a ranger but then under your favorite pick for Syndicate you said, "Seraz, I hate ninjas." ???

[HBwillie]

maybe there was a ninja in syndicate that was good but because i didn't like em, i didn't vote for em. maybe.

[Rairen]

Back atcha, dear.

(Up near the Knight's Castle...)

Meridia only smiles in reply.

Helmsley sits down and rests.

Helmsley says 'Anyhow, ah were wond'rin if'n ye'd sing with meh.'

You say 'Brought me all the way out here for that?'

You smile at him.

You say 'Sure. I'll sing with you.'

[KNIGHT] controlled. Players near you:

Meridia Weapons Locker

Helmsley Weapons Locker

Helmsley smiles happily.

Helmsley clears his throat.

Helmsley says 'Urm...'

Helmsley says 'What ye waner sing?'

Meridia can't quite keep from laughing.

You say 'I don't have a clue.'

Helmsley scratches his head, looking very confused.

Helmsley says 'Welp...'

You say 'I'm a writer, not a composer.'

Helmsley says 'Let's try...'

Helmsley chooses you to be his duet partner.

You choose Helmsley to be your duet partner.

You nod at Helmsley.

Helmsley scratches his head, looking very confused.

Helmsley scratches his head, looking very confused.

Helmsley prepares to sing 'Let it be Known' in a duet.

Helmsley sings 'Let it be known throughout the land,'

You sing 'For I am the greatest, the most grand.'

Helmsley sings 'Let it be known and all take heed,'

You sing 'Young and old know my heroic deeds.'

Helmsley sings 'Let it be known with all my glory,'

You sing 'Ages to come will tell my story.'

Helmsley sings 'Let it be known my ample fame,'

You sing 'Man and beast do speak my name.'

Helmsley beams broadly at nothing in particular.

Meridia coughs quietly at the end, trying to deepen her voice to match Helmsley's.

You say 'A right baritone you are.'

Meridia grins shamelessly.

Helmsley says 'Ye sound beeeeyootiful!'

Helmsley says 'An' ye said ye cud'n sing!'

A pleased blush crosses Meridia's features. 'I couldn't. Once.'

Meridia crosses her thumb diagonally down her chest. 'Cross my heart.'

Helmsley says 'Ye shure kin now.'

You say 'And it's all thanks to Master Simon.'

Helmsley smiles happily.

Meridia laughs, amusement sparkling in her eyes as she recalls her lessons.

Helmsley says 'Ye know 'at one song?'

You say 'Hm?'

Helmsley says 'Erm...'

You nod at Helmsley.

Helmsley says 'Sum'thin' bout likin' sumbody?'

You say 'Why don't you try my luck.'

Helmsley says 'Welp, ah dun rightly know it.'

You say 'Something about... liking somebody?'

Helmsley says 'Ah were wond'rin' if'n ye cud lead meh.'

You say 'You mean... the guild song? Serenade?'

Helmsley nods.

Helmsley says 'At're it!'

You prepare to sing 'Serenade' in a duet.

Helmsley requires an instrument to sing this song.

You'll have to sing this song yourself.

You sing 'My heart aches when you are not here,'

Helmsley sings 'There is nothing else I hold dear.'

You sing 'My mind has never been so clear,'

Helmsley sings 'I always want you to stay near.'

You sing 'When with me you'll never have to fear,'

Helmsley sings 'I will never let you shed a tear.'

You sing 'On my knees to show that I'm sincere,'

Helmsley sings 'A love that hold trues throughout the years.'

Meridia grins a little. 'Never bother to practice that one. Hm.'

Helmsley says ''at sure'r beautiful.'

Meridia bows teasingly. 'Only because you are.'

Helmsley scratches his head, looking very confused.

Meridia winks to Helmsley.

Helmsley says 'Ah ain't beeyoootiful!'

Meridia waves a hand, her smile bright. 'Of course you are.'

You say 'A regular princess.'

Helmsley scratches his head, looking very confused.

Helmsley says 'Ah ain't no princess neither...'

Helmsley frowns.

You say 'No, no, no.'

You say 'I meant 'as pretty as'.'

A brilliant shower of shooting stars streaks across the sky!

Meridia laughs a little.

Helmsley scratches behind his left ear.

Helmsley says 'Well, thankee.'

Helmsley says 'Ye ain't so bad yerself.'

Helmsley looks at you.

Meridia grins. 'Why thanks.'

Helmsley smiles happily.

Helmsley says 'Yer welcome.'

You say 'What're you getting at?'

Meridia chuckles a little, her blue eyes sparkling. 'You must want something.'

Helmsley says 'Ah'm wond'rin if'n ye got lotser fellers always tryin' t'git at ye.'

Helmsley says 'Ah jes' waner 'ave yer comp'ny is all.'

Meridia shakes her head and grimaces. 'Not really.'

You nod at Helmsley.

You say 'And likewise, by the by.'

[Academy](Trusted) Haroen: 'Fool!'

[Academy](Trusted) Haroen: 'I will not tolerate this!'

Helmsley says 'Now 'at dun make no sense.'

[Academy](Veteran) Meridia: '... Er.'

You say 'It 'dun'?'

Helmsley says 'Nah, it dun.'

Meridia chuckles a little. 'And why dun it dun?'

Helmsley says 'Dunt.'

[Academy](Trusted) Haroen: 'This is the last straw!'

[ Human ] (Academy [T]) [Male] Haroen the Holy Patriarch of Healing

[Academy](Veteran) Meridia: 'Deep breath.'

Helmsley says 'Yer too purty fer fellers t'not be lookin' at.'

[Academy](Veteran) Meridia: 'And then talk it out with me.'

Meridia smiles. 'Thanks, again.'

Helmsley says 'Yer welcome again.'

You say 'And no. Just friends.'

[Academy](Member) Kromgrai: 'Heh...I'ma bit confused thar mate...'

Helmsley nods in understanding.

[Academy](Veteran) Meridia: 'Haroen?'

[Academy](Veteran) Meridia: 'Are you still there?'

[Academy](Trusted) Haroen: 'Seraz.'

Helmsley says 'Ye ever been married?'

[Academy](Trusted) Haroen: 'Has attacked the academy for the third time.'

Meridia coughs a little. 'Er... no?'

bio self

Born at: 9pm, Sevenday the 47th of Order (Winter) 685 PC.

Aged : 19 (Left-handed) (Lucky)

Face: Gentle Eyes : Blue Facial-Hair: Clean

Hair: Shoulder-len Color: Blond Texture: Wavy

Body: Athletic Skin : Tan

Description:

This bundle of bouyant energy comes with a pair of very fine wings.

Each of this young woman's movements is exuberant, showing her comfort

in her own skin. She isn't rich - or at least doesn't dress as though

she is - but when she smiles it is easy, giving her demeanor a friendly,

welcoming air.

Her wings, easily the most striking aspect of her appearance, are a

mottled collection of brown, white, and gray feathers that show no

rhyme or pattern. Rising from her shoulders, they appear a little too

large for her body, the lowest feathers nearly brushing against the

ground. She spends too much time outdoors, and her skin is deeply

tanned, already battered from wind and sun. Her complexion is

offset by loose strands of hair which are sun-streaked into many

different shades of blonde. A pretty pair of light blue eyes also

shimmer within this tanned face. They always mimic the emotions

playing out across her lips, whether she is smiling or glowering.

She has a square, athletic build which is dwarfed by her unwieldy

wings. What was once a plain brown tunic has been patched and

repatched a few times and is now studded with green and crimson

squares in a charmingly provincial - if a little absent-minded -

fashion. The material at her elbows is starting to wear thin, but

leather gloves half-cover them. Even those gloves have worn down

from use, lighter spots appearing on the palms and finger tips.

Beneath the tunic she wears a long skirt, the green almost matching

her patches (but not quite). Beneath it it all a pair of scuffed

brown boots peek out from under the coarse material of her skirt.

Except for a few bags and pouches, she doesn't have many other

adornments, although she does keep a gold chain close to her heart.

There are a simple pair of golden earrings, too, which almost

match the chain at her neck. Almost.

You say 'I'm just twenty-one.'

You say 'And enjoying it. '

Helmsley says 'Twenty one!'

You say 'What about yourself?'

Helmsley says 'Ah'm uh...'

[Academy](Trusted) Haroen: 'I have shown him mercy three times. Three times I let him

go and three times I asked him to simply ask me to come and fight me.'

Helmsley says 'Older'n 'at.'

[Academy](Trusted) Haroen: 'This is rediculas.'

Meridia's eyes sparkle even more. 'Yes, twenty one!'

Meridia grins. 'Don't worry. I won't tell anyone.'

[Academy](Veteran) Meridia: '... Sounds it.'

Helmsley says 'Ah goter go.'

Helmsley frowns.

[Academy](Veteran) Meridia: 'Maybe you're a little too soft.'

You nod at Helmsley.

Helmsley says 'Ah'ma ketchup with ye later.'

You say 'Go, go.'

You say 'You'd better.'

Helmsley kisses your hand. How continental!

You smile at him.

Helmsley rides east.

[HBwillie]

aww...bards showin' some love.

[Warmongrel]

Lol, yeah I missed Cylandas with Senrail. Once I had gotten Senrail down real well there wasn't an invoker that could last more than two rounds with me. Which was good caus after two rounds I'd be dead. Ofcourse if Suunmar was the one around I was the one ****ting myself. Hint Hint, there aren't any savant fg clerics right now, so warmasters feral ranger! Tribunal on top, that must have been the everlasting reign of Martineius, man you were awesome, best rp/pk combo that I can remember in a long long long long long long long long long long long long time. Lets all take a moment of silence for him................................................................................................

Those were some good times.