Death Sucks
 
 
This story begins on the island of Hythloth.  I had used a gate to get there and kill stuff in the dungeon.  A few people didn't enjoy my company and attacked me.  After fleeing from the 5 on 1 confrontation and returning shortly after to steal one of their keys, I decided to search out the door it opened.
 
As I travelled between the trees of the island of Hythloth I stopped by every house checking if my newly acquired key unlocked their doors.  After failing many times I was about ready to give up, when suddenly I saw something out of the ordinary.

A drake began to attack me and brought me down to half my HP from one fireball.  I quickly gulped down the healing potion I had and began to run.  "No problem.  I'll just run a few screens then recall."  I figured.  Little did I know that monsters weren't so slow in this patch.  The drake was hot in pursuit, almost as good as a skilled PK.

I drank another potion and was at full health, then dropped down to half again after another fireball, then down to 15 after one more.  I drank yet another potion and was up to 30.  I kept running and drank one more bringing me to fifty.  I didn't see the drake on my screen so I began to initiate my recall.  As I was about to click my recall rune my ICQ window popped up with my good buddy Sauron asking "Are you playing on Chesapeake?" (Note:  I didn't read this message right away, I waited till after I expired.)   I ONLY HAVE CHARACTERS ON CHESAPEAKE.  WHERE ELSE WOULD I BE PLAYING?  Shortly after trying to close the ICQ window, I had died.

I then began the tiresome search for a place to be ressurected.  Since I was only dastardly, finding a healer SHOULDN'T be too hard a thing to do.  I followed my map to the Shrine of Humility which for some strange, odd, unapparent reason was nowhere to be seen even though I searched almost the entire remote area inwhich it was located.  I then decided to search the whole island for a healer.  COOL!  From one tip of the island all around and the places inbetween there was NOT A SINGLE HEALER TO BE SEEN.

I then came upon a two story house belonging to a group of Dread Lords.  4 or 5 of them were training and I walked up there to them.  I manifested and began to speak.

"Hello?"  I said.

The Dread Lord Green-Eyes came out of the training room to speak with me.

"What are you doing inside my house?" he asked.

"You got spirit speak?" I asked.

"Yep."

"I died about half an hour ago and can't find a healer on the entire island.  Shrine isn't where it says it is on the cloth map either.  Can I get ressed by one of your healers please?"  I said.

"Healer won't work inside." he replied.

"Can you take him outside, please?" I asked.

"Hold on."

He escorted me downstairs and told me to go outside.  He went to the next room and untrapped his healer and attacked it so it would follow.  He brought the healer outside and I was ressurected.

"Thanks man, I really appreciate it."  I said.

"Yep." he replied.

He healed me to full and started to lure his healer back inside.

"Cya dude, thanks for the help." I said.

"Later." he replied.

I made my way back to the scene of the crime only to find the big mean drake waiting for me.  He shot at me and brought me down to 2/3.  I ran like there was no tommorow.  I managed SOMEHOW to outrun it and get away (either that or it got trapped behind a tree.)  I went south about 3 screens (in order to avoid the drake when I return to my corpse) then I went back west till I was a few screens south from my corpse.  I travelled north to my corpse that had already decayed and left my stuff lying on the floor.  I hid and dressed up and retrieved my belongings.  Unfortunetly the key I had stolen earlier was lost under the bushes.  I didn't care much since that key was the reason I got dead in the first place.

I recalled back to Trinsic to find something else to do.
 
 

Moral(s) of this Story:  Plenty of 'em here, let's start at the beginning.  Turn off popup messages for ICQ so you don't get dead like I did when a friend asks you a stupid question.  If you're gonna die, try to do it in a place where your corpse might not be found (I ran east away from all the houses and died in a thick forest.)  Also, not all PKs are assholes.  Actually, most of them aren't.  Just cause they start zapping you at first sight doesn't make them bad, how do you think the poor orcs and trolls feel when you start walking on their land and unload half your arsenal on them?  Thanks go to Green-Eyes and the others inside his house who helped me out.