When some wild-eyed, eight-foot-tall maniac grabs your neck, taps the back of your favorite head up against the barroom wall, and he looks you crooked in the eye and he asks you if ya paid your dues, you just stare that big sucker right back in the eye, and you remember what ol' Jack Burton always says at a time like that: "Have ya paid your dues, Jack?" "Yessir, the check is in the mail."

And with that nugget of info, the Iron Council went down; That's right, Egg Shen. The best of two worlds!

And we finished up the night not only with yet another kill under our belt, but a big /grats to Kayc on our first Fragment of Val'anyr!

Article posted by Verges on 05 May 2009
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When some wild-eyed, eight-foot-tall maniac grabs your neck, taps the back of your favorite head up against the barroom wall, and he looks you crooked in the eye and he asks you if ya paid your dues, you just stare that big sucker right back in the eye, and you remember what ol' Jack Burton always says at a time like that: "Have ya paid your dues, Jack?" "Yessir, the check is in the mail."

And with that nugget of info, the Iron Council went down; That's right, Egg Shen. The best of two worlds!

And we finished up the night not only with yet another kill under our belt, but a big /grats to Kayc on our first Fragment of Val'anyr!

Article posted by Verges on 05 May 2009
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