So I made a new char on Test Center named Malik. :-) And went running around (after getting all the needed supplies to look exactly like Malik) screaming "I am Malik!" And "Foolish vendor! I wish to buy!" Etc. etc. After a few hours of tailoring for money (it's nice, no one is around Test Center tailoring :-)) I got a good set of armor and my chain coif to make myself as Malikish as possible.

I trained on the training dummies, fought animals, and got up to around 60 swordsmanship. Obviously, this is not enough (if you've ever seen a Malik cartoon) but I decided I was edgy to kill... So I decided I'd start with an NPC. (No PC in their right mind would stay and fight me if I had a cutlass and was actually winning). I provoked the warrior guildmaster out of his little warrior training place, and managed to slay him out on the streets.. *cackle* A full set of platemail was mine. However, at this time, a person ran by and was yelling "GUARDS! GUARDS!! GUARDS!" yet none came. (I love the townkill bug). So they said "WTF?" when I finished attacking him, and as I started to loot, they did as well. "Foolish Newbie," I said, "I am Malik! And I could kill you easily, but I'd rather have the GUARDS do it for me!"

Uungh. One newbie dead. Well, not really a newbie, he had some good reags on him, and I managed to walk away with two sets of decent armor. I rushed back to the bank to store it, and smiled to myself as three people approached me. "BUG EXPLOITER! BUG EXPLOITER!" They whined. I guess they were guildmembers in that person's guild or some such nonsense. They challenged me to a duel, which I gladly accepted (Hey, I am Malik, I gotta do it.) So after storing all my stuff in the bank, I followed them past guard ridden territory.

Well, I pretty much knew I was dead, so I stored everything except what made me look like Malik. :-) As we reached the outer border of town, the guildmembers turned to me and said. "OK. Let's fight." "Fool," I responded, "I am Malik! I will not take a murder count on weaklings as yourselves!" The one laughed and said "OK, I'll go gray." So he ran over and attacked a wandering healer. As I prepared to attack him, lo and behold, a group of archers came by and slaughtered the poor fellow for simply being gray! I ran up, looted like crazy, and ran back to town. Two people dead already, and only 60 swords! I'm beginning to think I really AM Malik!

Ciao! I'll keep you all updated. Oh, and by the way... I AM MALIK!