A few nights ago in a far far land of Qeynos hills there lived a wee small Ranger dressed partly in smart green. A mere scrap of a whelp at just turning level 10 he mis-read the ingame info and thought that he only lost all his equipment upon death at level 11. With this heinous misconception in mind, and his lust for more Gnoll ruined armour to complete his Pine Scout quest he foolishly dropped through the snake trap in Black Burrow.
Alas a few minutes later a fully grown man of 32 was literally crying at his desk over all the loss of his equipment from being slaughtered by a baying pack of Gnolls.
BUT!!! There at the entrance of BB was a band of good women and men who offered assistance to a crying snivelling Ranger called Rutjosnabet. A short while later he was re-united with his wordly possessions and could venture forth once more upon this green land.
My thanks to all you kind folks from a few nights ago, I am sorry that I can't remember your names. I was the crying one saying his body was by some spikes in the ground.....
I truly hope I can repay others in the future with the level of good gaming community spirit and comradeship that has been displayed to me on Ventril Sathir.