VegetaClam
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Well my brothers. Today i was playing Diablo 2. Rushing a noob. I was on the cold plains Fighting off a group of Carvers, when a clan joined the game there were 6 if them each one a lvl 99 and meaner then the next. Every one went hostle with me and popped to the way point i was standing by. I wasn't worried. I knew i could take them. The 1st one out was a barb and i killed him with one shot before his computer could handle coming out the WP. One of the carvers i'd been fighting hit me just then breaking my Rogue bow of pure death. I know i should have repair'd it sooner but i just let it slide. Now i was in trouble. I switched to my back up bow as i was running from the 3 teleporting sor's after me. I got my trusty ith fired off 3 shots killed all 3 of them. The lvl 99 zon was Shooting wildly hitting every thing in site I returned fire missing. I calmed my nervs shot off another volly. This time my arrows hit their mark. Not before my life had been reduced to 10 hit points. There was just one left. Another lvl 99 barb. He was looking pretty strong fast as the devil too. I fire one more arrow and missed. I was out of them. My back pack was full so i thru my bow on the ground. It was time to go hand to hand with this barb. It was my only hope. His double swords where flying every witch way. After a nasty whirl wind attack I fought back attacking him with my fists. The knock back and slow i always wear were doing a number on him. He couldn't get recover'd from each blow. I got him corner traped by one of the brick walls of the cold plains. Punch after Punch his life was draining out. Then he died. I went around picked up the gold and ears not fogetting to grab my ith bow i pitched. I guess that PK Clan will think twice before they mess with me again. Later my brothers.
-Vegeta Clam
-Vegeta Clam