So here I am on Quetzalcoatl, out tooling around. Bored as usual at this hour of the morning, I decide to go see how many high level Japanese players are camping Leaping Lizzy, hoping that maybe there was some huge blackout over in Japan and I'll be the only one there. 'cause hey, those boots look mighty fine to a thief that just hit 15 and has been having a horrible time doing anything in the game.
Well, as usual, I get there and there's about 5 high-level players scoping for the scaley thing. With a sigh, I take to running around for a few hours, hoping it might spawn next to me. After it fails to spawn, I decide to see just how good this translator works.
So, I strike up a.. well, not really a conversation. Just kind of sending brief little messages to another thief whom I'm guessing was level 70. I didn't check, 'cause I hear that pisses them off. Anyways, finally the lizzy spawns, and the guy I'm talking to tosses his boomerang out and in no time, takes it down. I give him a cheer, even though I'm crying on the inside.
Next thing, I see the "offers to trade with you" from him. My heart races! I quickly accept, look in.. and yes, there are the boots, right in front of me. I quickly press okay, only to have the window disappear. I check my inventory.. are they there? Did the Japanese gods smile on me?
Nope. I guess he was just showing me that he got them, or something. And with a curteous bow, he ran off. Suffice it to say, my heart is now broken. :dead:
And that's my painful story for the night. I'm hoping I'll wake up tomorrow morning to my moogle telling me Santa came early and dropped some in my delivery box, but I'm thinking that's farfetched. Seeing as I doubt Santa exists in Vana'Diel.
Anyone else have any stories of heartbreak and loss?
~Matt, player of Rafe on Quetzalcoatl
Well, as usual, I get there and there's about 5 high-level players scoping for the scaley thing. With a sigh, I take to running around for a few hours, hoping it might spawn next to me. After it fails to spawn, I decide to see just how good this translator works.
So, I strike up a.. well, not really a conversation. Just kind of sending brief little messages to another thief whom I'm guessing was level 70. I didn't check, 'cause I hear that pisses them off. Anyways, finally the lizzy spawns, and the guy I'm talking to tosses his boomerang out and in no time, takes it down. I give him a cheer, even though I'm crying on the inside.
Next thing, I see the "offers to trade with you" from him. My heart races! I quickly accept, look in.. and yes, there are the boots, right in front of me. I quickly press okay, only to have the window disappear. I check my inventory.. are they there? Did the Japanese gods smile on me?
Nope. I guess he was just showing me that he got them, or something. And with a curteous bow, he ran off. Suffice it to say, my heart is now broken. :dead:
And that's my painful story for the night. I'm hoping I'll wake up tomorrow morning to my moogle telling me Santa came early and dropped some in my delivery box, but I'm thinking that's farfetched. Seeing as I doubt Santa exists in Vana'Diel.
Anyone else have any stories of heartbreak and loss?
~Matt, player of Rafe on Quetzalcoatl
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