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He has never felt younger â€“ never more fit than at this moment. His feet seem to take him an extra stride and each time they touch the floor, the moist ground propels him forward, further, faster. T ...

I wish I had my account open for this. I'd like to see how well I could do with my 120 fencing and GM resist/poison.

The reason I chime in, though, is for a suggestion. If you're looking for an NPC ...

I remember you. You may remember me better as the thief Avrice Cross, if at all.

It disappoints me to hear 8x8 is gone!

No, Dymm is not back. I just occasionally post here to keep you all paranoid that you might be next. So don't worry about the guild, Steve. If UO does one of those "Free week back for veterans!&q ...

Ever since Julianna was a little girl, she liked to hear stories about the mysterious. She liked to feel scared and to think there was more out there than she was seeing. She was intrigued by spies, b ...

BKD for evah.

Darren sat behind his desk. There were dozens of documents sprawled across it, illuminated by the light of a candle. He scribbled furiously and muttered to himself though he was quite alone.

He was ...

Dymm Crowley woke up.

It had been a long nightâ€™s rest. He stumbled out of his bed, stretched his arms out and walked to his closet.

After changing his clothes and strapping his boots, the old ...

"Word gets around quick. I wouldn't be surprised if there's already a dozen others on this contract" Locke said to his associate, Dymm Crowley.

"Probably, but we haven't had any good work in a whil ...

It was a warm day considering the time of year. The fishing boats docked, just returning from their daily excursions. The orange sun was setting on Vesper and lit up all its narrow waterways with a ma ...

Dymm sat and shuffled his cards at the small table next to his bed. Habit always had him start off going slow and pick up the pace until he shuffled with dizzying speed. He followed the same pattern t ...

Back at home now (with some help), Dymm took no time in getting back to business. His broker has met with someone earlier in the day and they had worked out a quick contract. Though he was later convi ...

Dymm awoke. He hadnâ€™t even realized he had fallen asleep. The door to his rented room was still locked. There was zero light in this room â€“ Dymm could tell it was the middle of the night. He wasnâ ...

*the letter is apparently quickly sprawled and left on the desk of Dymm Crowley*

Raâ€™ja,
Gone for now. Take a break yourself.
Iâ€™ll write more later. Take care and
donâ€™t mention my name.

...

Dymm finally got out of the Garden. He had wanted to see his friendâ€™s wedding, but he hadnâ€™t particularly wanted to leave the house. He vaguely remembered Murdoc asking him to entertain a friend o ...