Post by Morreion on Feb 25, 2010 7:33:55 GMT -5
An Interview with R.A. Salvatore and a Tale of Revenge (Rerollz)
Rerollz: Could you share with our readers what your most memorable moment in playing an MMOG?
R.A. Salvatore: There were many, and all from EQ. I was playing a wizard, hunting the Ancient Cyclops in the Southern Desert of Ro for my Journeyman’s Boots. Night after night, I’d sit in the desert from high vantage points, watching and waiting. I made a friend in that time, a fellow traveler hunting the monster. Well, one night I got him, and got my boots. A few weeks later, I happened to be running through South Ro when I saw my old buddy still on the hunt. We chatted as I continued through the zone when I came over a ridge and ran right into the Ancient Cyclops. I killed it and held the loot in place, while I called out for my friend to come over, but right before he looted the item, another guy zipped by and “ninja-looted” us. To make matters worse, this guy then proceeded to taunt us and when I told him I’d report him, he just laughed and logged off.
Okay, I wrote his name down and kept it near my computer.
A few weeks later, I was in Greater Faydark, which was our auction area before the expansions, when someone called out for a teleport to North Karana. Being a wizard, I went to answer, when I suddenly noticed the name.
Yep, it was him. Knowing that no one would actually read the text box for a translocate spell before clicking “Accept,” I sent him on his way…to the middle of the new and very deadly Cazicc Thule. I immediately got a whisper from the guy, “Oh my god, you sent me to the wrong place! I’m in Cazic!!!!!”
“Ouch,” I replied. “That’s a bad place.”
“Come and get me out of here!” he typed back, and I could readily envision the monsters closing in all around him.
“Are you crazy? I’m not going there. That’s a bad place.”
So he started yelling at me, via whispers, and I just replied, “Hey, you’ve got J-boots, run out.”
Then he realized who I was. And yes, I let him die, and hope he spent a month trying to get his body back.
R.A. Salvatore: There were many, and all from EQ. I was playing a wizard, hunting the Ancient Cyclops in the Southern Desert of Ro for my Journeyman’s Boots. Night after night, I’d sit in the desert from high vantage points, watching and waiting. I made a friend in that time, a fellow traveler hunting the monster. Well, one night I got him, and got my boots. A few weeks later, I happened to be running through South Ro when I saw my old buddy still on the hunt. We chatted as I continued through the zone when I came over a ridge and ran right into the Ancient Cyclops. I killed it and held the loot in place, while I called out for my friend to come over, but right before he looted the item, another guy zipped by and “ninja-looted” us. To make matters worse, this guy then proceeded to taunt us and when I told him I’d report him, he just laughed and logged off.
Okay, I wrote his name down and kept it near my computer.
A few weeks later, I was in Greater Faydark, which was our auction area before the expansions, when someone called out for a teleport to North Karana. Being a wizard, I went to answer, when I suddenly noticed the name.
Yep, it was him. Knowing that no one would actually read the text box for a translocate spell before clicking “Accept,” I sent him on his way…to the middle of the new and very deadly Cazicc Thule. I immediately got a whisper from the guy, “Oh my god, you sent me to the wrong place! I’m in Cazic!!!!!”
“Ouch,” I replied. “That’s a bad place.”
“Come and get me out of here!” he typed back, and I could readily envision the monsters closing in all around him.
“Are you crazy? I’m not going there. That’s a bad place.”
So he started yelling at me, via whispers, and I just replied, “Hey, you’ve got J-boots, run out.”
Then he realized who I was. And yes, I let him die, and hope he spent a month trying to get his body back.
