Hello 2009

Like Jesus, or the phoenix from the flames, or a vampire... I have risen!

Hello world. Heh heh.

You can't keep a good man down.

Twylos, huh? Let's give it the ol' Vrill college try.

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Hello internet, Master Gregory Vrill here again. Just thought I'd give my readers an update in case you were curious as to what's been going on around here.

I guess the big news is that I'm really close to saving the world. I've solved a few really hard puzzles, defeated some tough monsters (including a full-on Iron Golem and an Adult Red Dragon... pretty good, huh?), and I'm just about to the final tomb of R.M. Croatius, i.e. 'Armek' himself! Whew!

But look who's blogging. That's right, and true to form, they think they're about to come in here and spoil everything. Have you read their blog lately? They've teamed up with the Knights of Armek! Rubbish, dear readers. Complete rubbish.

Heh heh... old Vrill has a few tricks up his sleeves though. You don't get to be beyond 5th Circle without knowing a thing or two.

Sounds like they've got a few extra guys too. As I mentioned in one of my comments, 'the short bus is getting pretty full'. Ha. In fact, I can't keep track of their names anymore (and soon it won't matter), I think that's what I'll call them: The Short Bus.

Anyway, thanks for reading everyone. If I post again, it means I won and saved the world. If not, well, I guess it won't matter then, will it? Gotta get past a Symbol of Pain, see you on the other side...

TTYL,
GV, MPG

Ultimate post? Or penultimate?

Well, that was a tough adventure. Castle Greyhelm is pretty strange. Fortuately I won't have to bother with any of the upstairs crowd, as although the main mirror is there, I've figured out how to use the temporary one in the cellar. And it's a one-shot, so those Dungeons and Dragons playing dorks on DnD won't be able to come on through, heh heh. They can take the 'high road', good luck morons.

Speaking of, "Lord Ocho"?! That's retarded. What, was Lord Uno out for the day? Couldn't get Lords Dos y Tres to step on up? No, sorry, that's right, I have to fight the tough monsters while DnD just fights the C-list extras. What's next, an otuygh? A protein polymorph? A bullywug in a neck brace? Sigh.

Anyway faithful readers, this will be my last post before the final battle! If I never post again, well, you'll know what will have happened. Hopefully soon I can update this web blog and inform you of my triumphant success.

Brave adventures!

Hello again, world-wide-friends. Vrill here to provide a belated update as to the status of my new adventures.

But first off, what the deuce is going on over at Descent Into Depths? (Check the link at the right 'A sad little story...' to pay a visit. Be warned, though, the site is an EYESORE. The background is pink for the love of all that's holy. Pink! Not exactly the most heroic color. Then again, what goes on over there is a far cry from 'heroic'. I hope to remedy that situation in my own travels and conquests though. I suppose it helps, being a high level magic-user with access to lots of resources, spells, potions, ad infinitum, as opposed to living on a farm run by a kobold slave (my ex-assistant, by odd circumstance) and a hippie DRUG ABUSER.

Kids, JUST SAY NO.

HELL NO.)

Anyway, there are a couple of new guys who've signed up to play their farcical game! Unbelieveable! Listen, newbs, if you're reading this: you really don't know what you're in for. Quit now while you still have a soul. Actually I mean that 100% LITERALLY. Didn't you read the posts? You're hanging out with a bunch of SOULLESS DEMON WORSHIPPERS. Isn't that exactly the sort of thing that the mothers of the world were concerned about with this whole 'Dungeons and Dragons' game in the first place? Now it's come true. Think of your families. Think of your children. The measely xp you're going to earn slaughtering innocents, it's not worth it.

This will end in jail time, sirs. It's happened before. Your new 'friends'? It's true, I have the papers, they've spent time in JAIL for crime and murder.

Well, I've said my peace. But I have more important things to worry about then... wait a minute, they're rebuilding the temple to Zelba? With that awful illusionist? Fantastic. Just what we need, another crappy dungeon. Good going.

Anyway, I've been having some exciting, high-level adventures of my own. Many of my comrades didn't make it, succumbing to traps or powerful adversaries, but by my own cunning, efficient utilization of resources, and dare I say, some good rolling, I've succeeded at infiltrating the ruined city of Greyhelm! Knights of Armek plague the streets, but I've managed to make it to Castle Greyhelm itself. My suspicions have proved to be true... there are people trapped inside! A magical barrier blocks the entrance, and so I now labor to get it down so that I might venture inside, free the good, LAW-ABIDING citizens, and destroy the Knights. At last. Of course it would come down to this... it always does. My most ingenious plans and contraptions of no use, finally... it comes down to rolling dice in a massive, epic, big-boss end fight.

Bring it on, I say.

Bring it on.

I just can't believe it

They killed Apprentice Steve.

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(That's a moment of silence, in the Internet.)

I really just can't understand. And Marivhon, too, isn't he supposed to be a monk or something? I.e., LAWFUL? As in, obeying LAWS? Just completely, absolutely unbelieveable. It's not like he was a big threat, or screwed them over or something.

You know what it is? I do. It's impotence. That's right. They were down in Hello for so long that Marivhon felt impotent. Unable to go on adventures, kill kobolds and owlbears, screw up important plans, that kind of thing. So he gets back, and takes his impotent rage out on the only guy he can. A Potion Guild Apprentice.

Well, sorry Steve, wherever you are. Hope you're not down in Hello. At least Marivhon made it mercifully short. I remember when they killed me. Took forever, because frickin' Cinder of all people had to make the call about something. So right, don't feel so bad. I mean, we've all been dead now, it's all good.

Sigh. As a mentor, though, I can't help but feel a little disappointed.

Anyway, readers, things are, shall we say, very interesting, down in Greyhelm. What a tough nut to crack! There are lots of Knights here, so we're being very careful. Now I know, though, that Marivhon and pals will stop at NOTHING to kill me, so I have to be doubly careful. Heh heh, don't worry my friends in cyberspace, this ol' magic user still has a couple tricks up his sleeve!

'Til next time, I remain...
GV, MPG

A triumphant return

Hi there everyone, Vrill here after a long hiatus. Well, for those of you who've been following my adventures for the last year or so, you know I've been dead for a while now. But now I'm back! It's nice to be back in Grito, even though the city is mostly destroyed.

But where others see danger, I see opportunity. Besides, I warned everyone a long time ago about the Knights of Armek, and did anyone listen to me? Did they? No they did not. So blame can't be cast entirely on one side, to speak fairly.

So, a new adventure awaits! Someone has to save the day, and that person, as usual, happens to be yours truly. I'm going to get together a party and go fight the good fight. Huzzah!

So I can't dawdle long here. At least I've got a fast connection again, and I don't have to wait in eternal lines to use a crappy computer that someone wiped a booger on. Speaking of, you might be wondering how I got out of here? Well, heh heh, that's a secret I can't tell you. Let's just say that the Abby situation is all taken care of. As for BCDMMR... I guess they're just stuck down there. Interesting how fate works like that. Can't say they didn't deserve it, d'accord? I think you know what I'm talking about, dear readers.

Anyway, gotta run and go save the day. I'll sign on again when there's news and/or exploits to share.

God it's nice to smell the smells and see the sun again. Vrill off, God bless.