"Hello Mr. Martigan, why are you mad?" I asked, pretty cool distraction huh =)

"Cause ur in my face." he replied.  'Twas ok, he'll be much madder after I leave his face =)

Sauron stole the rune to his house and I stole the key, we made our way away from town and hid.  Sauron went back and stole the other rune just in case.

"Can you recall?" I asked him.

"Not unless it's from a scroll." he replied, too bad I had no scrolls.

"Uhhh dude go loot." he said.

I recalled to his house and went inside, I opened up all the chests and backpacks and noticed nothing but goodies.  200 of each reagent, 150 stone bag full of plate, a suit of black plate, 5 magic bows, 2 heavy crossbows, 2 or 3 magic forks, and God knows what else.  I knew this would take more than one trip so I grabbed up the first batch and recalled to my house to deposit.  I recalled back to his house and continued the process a few times until I had finally gotten everything I needed.  As I was about to leave his house for the last time I noticed him standing on the doorstep.  He walked back and forth along the stairs, yea... right buddy, like I'm gonna let you in.

I ignored him and recalled to my house for a final time and began sorting out my new toys.  When suddenly.... CONNECTION LOST.

YEAH BABY!  Ever since I started playing again a few weeks ago Chesapeake had never crashed, funny that it happens after the greatest loot of my life.

I entered the game an hour or so later to see Mad Martigan outside the gates, I decided that since I had not kept my prize over him, that I would provoke him into an attack.  I ran far out of town and had him chase me.

"HEY, STOP!" he yelled.

"Yes?" I asked.

"You, you looted my house before the crash!" he yelled.

"No sir, I don't know you.  I have never looted any house." I replied (lol).

"You're lying, I saw you do it. I'm going to kill you."

"Well make it quick please, I have loads of things to do."

By then a crowd of about 7 or 8 players gathered.

"Kick his ass Warik!  Yeah!" the crowd yelled, funny how such a mean fellow like me is loved by the public =)

He pulls out a bow.

"Ah yes, the pathetic bow.  I see the word pussy written all over you." I laughed.

*Mad Martigan is attacking you!*  Oooooh, I'm scared!

His first few arrows missed me, the next two didn't.  I was down to 30 hp.  I decided that fleeing infront of so many loyal fans would be a cowardly thing to do, so I actually ran AT the armed archer while at 30 hp.  He ran out of arrows and armed his halberd.  I quickly drank down a potion or two to replenish my HP and put us on equal ground.  Within seconds the fight was over and he had recalled.

"Recall, sigh." I said as I walked away.
 

Later that day, I met Mr. Martigan again.

"Chicken potion boy!" he yelled at me.

"Forgive me sir, next time I will allow you to attack me with a halberd while I'm at 30 hp after your cowardly use of a bow."

"I'll fight you again, don't use potions this time."

I snooped him, 5 potions in his bag (lol), figures.

"Very well." I said, and entered war mode.  With a crowd of more people watching.

*Mad Martigan is attacking you!*  OH NO HELP HELP!

After my first 3 hits he drank down a potion, I dropped him down to less than half shortly after.  He then recalled again.  I laughed quite loudly.
 

We met a third time, this time a little farther out of Trinsic with 2 or 3 "nobles" watching.  We fought yet again, and yet again he recalled.
 

 
Moral of this Story:  "Cowards recall many times before their deaths; the valiant just die."  His recalling was the smartest thing the fool ever did, but it was a waste.  Sooner or later I will meet him when he can't recall, and I will slay him.  And the 3 of each recall reagent he wasted in this story would have been in vain.