Hail!
Just a quick update. The last comic was supposed to be posted yesterday but my external hard drive decided to fail resulting in a loss of a majority of my screen shots. I hope to have at least one new episode up by Thursday so stay tuned and safe travels to thee!
There comes a point in the life of a rogue where each day becomes more and more routine.
Bring justice to the wrongdoers!
Endure harassment.
Justice.
Harassment.
And become the most wanted man in Britannia!
While this is all well and good it’s always nice to have a few friends but unfortunately, a life of crime and theft makes friendship near impossible. What would it be like to start over? from the beginning, before I stole my first mandrake root. Would it be more honorable to give up this life of crime and join the society of law abiding citizens? Perhaps I shall give it a try!
If I’m to turn myself around I need a new identity and a new image. I quickly make my way to the Moonglow tailor shop and pick out some new attire. One of these should do!
With some careful disguse kit work, a fancy haircut, and a new outfit I am herby known as Sheridan, Grandmaster Scholar and upstanding citizen of Britannia! Time to make some friends!
I had been in Britain not more than one minute when our friend “Frasier” calls me out! Was it my hair? an unfitting name? the fact that I attempted to disguise myself as a woman?
Luckily, our friend Frasier has a crippling alcohol addiction, I quickly come up with the best excuse I can think of, phew.
After a few minutes of asking around the crouded city of Britain, our friend ‘Suplex’ offers an invition to ‘The Lost Shards’, wonderful!
A few minutes pass and I see my very first guild message. Our friend Kalisperas is advertising some fine wares for sale. The simple phrase ‘for sale’ would have made the old Sheridan puke with disgust but alas, I’m a new man now, I jump at the opportunity to aid a fellow guildmate.
It was around this time that something came over me, something I couldn’t control. I opened my bank box to grab some funds for my new ally but my hands refused to lift the gold pieces! Insted, they reach deep into the pockets of our friend, pilfer the treasure map and secure it into the bank container all in the blink of an eye! To make matters worse, my hair began to change back into it’s natural color blowing my disguise! How can this possibly get any worse!?
Our ally quickly banks the second map. In an attempt to make matters right, I apologize and explain that this was a total accident and that I would write him a check for both maps. He removes the other map from his bankbox and I write him a check for 10,000 gold pieces. I place the check in the trade window and he places the map but then it happened again! I lose total control of my mind and body. The trade window quickly cancels, leaving the map in his bag. My hands reach into his pocket, steal his map, and bank both my check and the second map – all quicker than you can cast magic arrow!
Sometimes you don’t choose your destiny. Your destiny, chooses you. With my disguise blown I am removed from the guild. It seems I’m not cut out for living by the laws of life but damn it, I gave it a shot!
After a positive response on my first two episodes :
A stroll through Destard
http://www.uoforum.com/threads/a-stroll-through-destard.70451/
The honorable dexly, Grandmaster border guard
http://www.uoforum.com/threads/the-honorable-dexly-grandmaster-border-guard.70522/
I’ve decided to create this website to avoid spamming the general forums on the UOFOREVER website.
For anyone who stumbled across this website at random this is a documentation of my adventures as a theif in Ultima Online, specifically on the UOFOREVER (http://www.uoforever.com/) private server. New episodes will be published at least twice a week so stay tuned and if you enjoy these adventures feel free to like / leave a comment / follow etc etc.
Enjoy!
dexly
‘Twas a cold and windy October day in Britannia. I awoke with a slight hangover and and empty stomach. After a refreshing ale I decided to go for a walk. This, is where our story begins.
After a lengthy argument about which method of healing is the best to cure deadly poison with a wandering healer, I step into the dungeon of Covetous to relieve myself from the harsh breeze. It is here that I stumble across our friend Vexxe walking stealthy along the dungeon entrance. Perhaps she isn’t the brightest, perhaps she’s lost her mind, whatever the case it doesn’t take 100 intelligence to know that this is a dangerous location. We can even see the the remains of a fallen warrior nearby! Seemingly unresponsive, she ignores all my attempts of contact. Maybe she’s under control of a demon!? I must help her.
If someone is to watch over this woman and ensure her safety until her mind is no longer possessed they need to be big, strong, and able to hold their own. After searching for candidates in the Britain graveyard with no success it hit me, dragons! I hurried to Destard and ran into a pleasent group of friendly dragons. So friendly, that they refused to leave my side and proceeded to follow me until I ran away as fast as I could! This would be the perfect spot.
I quickly run back to our friend with the wonderful news!
I attempt to persuade her into following me but she is still under control of vile demons. Luckily, I am quite skilled in the art of magery and hastily open a gate to our friends the Destard dragons.
The woman stumbles through the gate and is immediately welcomed by our new friends, they seem to take an immediate liking to her, wonderful!
Unfortunately, the woman mistakes a hug for an act of hostility and retaliates by attacking our dragon heros with the blade in her hand, oh no!
It was a sight too terrible to watch. The dragons devoured the poor woman. I recall to the Britain bank to find out where I can purchase some flowers to show my condolences.
Feeling upset and full of guilt, one of the friendly dragons comes with me to lay down flowers at her final resting place. RIP Vexxe, you will be missed.
Rogue Destiny 