I QUIT

Okay, fine. It's all over. Plan A and plan B are totally shot. At least I got the weather station up and running, sort of. I can't believe they followed me there. Maybe I shouldn't be so mad at the priests of Isaac of the Jug. They did buy me some time. But in general, fairly useless. It's crystal clear now that those guys are chaotic evil. Murdering lawful good priests!

But I digress. As the title of this post says, I, in fact, resign. From the Potion Guild, from trying to save the world, from farming, everything. That's right, you won't have Master Vrill to kick around any more. So good luck everybody, you're going to need it.

I'll continue to 'blog' though from my retirement as the mood strikes me, so you don't have to delete your 'bookmark' to this 'webpage'.

I bid you adieu.

The Worst Night Of My Life

Hi everyone...

No, I can't even talk about it. It's too painful. How could they do that?! Those guys wrecked my life.

Oh god. It hurts to breathe, to move, I can't even think. I don't know how I'll go on.