Now for the increadible tale as can only be told by Fezz, Therum, Doughczar, Satlinjr, Carver, Jebus,
Numbane, Therum 2 & 3, and many more Zzef.

Along time ago (real life years, not eq years), in a forest far far away, In the heart of tox, before
the construction of the hole was complete, and before paineel was ever built (although we were suppose
to pretend these places existed), There lived a horribly darranged creature, known as Raljah, The Necro
Master, perhaps one of the most derranged creatures in the forest, If it wasn't for one crazy troll
raping, part erudite, fisherwoman, who was my mother, she raped the troll of tox forest, and at birth
cut the child into many parts, each of the races that was part of the mogrel man of a child, the troll
and other regenerate creatures blood that helped make up the child caused each of these parts to grow
into invidiual beings, one of which, the erudite portion, being Fezz.

Now Fezz himself, was far from a sane man, infact he suffered multiple body disorder and other
disorders, including sphylious and rabbies. The sick twisted man that was Fezz quickly befriended
Raljah, seeing as a large portion of his alter bodies were evil and all of them were insane, so they
telepathically told Fezz that just because he was a wizard type erduite part, he couldn't hate Erudin,
besides, they looked at him funny (for some reason I was apprehensive, and occasionaly dubious in the
city, occasionaly as highly factioned as indifferent, which Fezz also considered an insult). Raljah
however, was a starving man who ran around in the scrappy rags one starts with, and Fezz, ever the
greedy capitalist pig dog, would frequently buy goods, and resell them to Raljah the homless bum. Now
somewhere, durring what I like to refer to as the early trips of Fezz, which including going to qeynos,
getting ported to greater fay, walking to ak'anon, walking/ridiging to the west commons, only to die to
go back to ak'anon, where I walked to butcher block, to be ported to North or South ro I don't remember,
to walk to west commons, to then get ported to qeynos, where I went to Erudin, to go back to qeynos, go
to north karana, to get ported to misty thicket where I took up home in Rivervale ::attempts to catch
hsi breath:: where I lived for awhile until I went back to qeynos to hunt gnolls only to go back to
rivervale to to hunt orcs and the like, when I went to freeport to live and hunt in the east commons,
which is what I consider the early trips, before the still early but not quite years that I will explain
latter. Somewhere durring those trips, which the very first took only a few days, and then when I
started settling down places temporarily took a bit longer. Somewhere durring that period of time, near
when I was hunting gnolls, Raljah keept going on, about troll hunting this (killing my father
repeatedly) and burn Erudin that, and about Torv, Oh we're going to form a cult and burn Erudin, Torv
says he knows how to form a guild, Were actually going to do it, finnaly our dreams of burning Erudin
bla bla blaaaa. And well it happened, I was there for opening day, although one of the hardest of all
the originators to hunt down and find, which led to my not getting officer ship, because by then there
was that whole Gypsum finasco.

Something became horribly clear... GYPSUM had to die!, and Die she did, when I killed her horrible
bloody murder like, when attempting to live in ak'anon on my third trip there I believe, when I was
starting to hunt and kill drakes and elementals and minotaurs. I took Gypsum out to the minotaur caves
and offed her while Raljah hid with that Meldrath guy. This was when I was still struggling to get level
14 I think, I struggled with alot of those levels in different bodies, 14 I think was Fezz's murder
horn, (untill latter when I was attempting to get 21 OH man that was rough Thnx Raljah Gratz on that). I
think I then latter that day killed Max when he was trying to kill the steam font guards in a train like
fashion of other guards or something to that extent (not let me get guards l33t ubber loots! I'll show
you! AHAHAHAHA). Then I went back to feeport, such a great place really, I even hate heat but spent so
much time in that desert type city. This was around the time I was really to high of level to hunt in
North Ro, but no one wanted me in Oasis. This is when Preacher steped up to bat, and got horribly
mutalated by ghouls, please folks remember he was only in his 30's or 40's at the time this was pre 50
plus levels, and he was eaten by the horrid ghoul children while Fezz ran around with his head chopped
off (I had either already died or was about to die, which is a common thing for me, but I can still run
around like a chicken who's head was just cut off regardless).

Now it was either after the killing years, or in the latter preacher killing section, Raljah knowing
better then to be in the same zone as me never tempted fate and power level me, not to much latter in my
life span did he fall for that one, cause he's an old man and forgot, that's what level 60 gets ya! And
I'm still not sure if I killed him yet. Anyway it was around that time, that Gypsum, attempted to
elminate The Raljah infestation, and that ment Fezz would be horribly punished by this shemale. There
seemed to be only 2 hiding spots from this horrid wench, which she was quite horrid in the Nox family
"Times of Trouble" episode 1. One was hiding in Erudin, not even preacher himself would of thought of
that. The other option was, AK'Anon, City of Gnomes, where raljah could actually talk to the necro's
there (I think), and Fezz had once brutally killed Gypsum despite the like 35 plus level difference,
proving just how much weak those pansey wood elf bastards are. This also allowed Fezz to get some xp
when I wasn't busy dieing, and aquire many bone chips for Raljah, who was also collecting bone chips in
Ak'anon. Spending our nights getting drunk in Ak'anons finest tavern, zoo, bazaar, bank etc complex
(Fezz's monitor was soo crappy he couldn't see at night even with infra/ultravision). Which reminded us
of times on a completely unrelated server of eq and different story all together when battling the
horrid midget elf types (player killing in broad daylight is so much fun). Now after much argueing in
guild, and having gypsum send us tells because he didn't want anyone to hear, and my taking screen shots
of what he said and making a nice collage? out of them. After all that time, was when Max was appointed
Guild leader. Which was a joyous and sad occasion. I was truly hoping Raljah would get his leadership
one of those days, but Max was cool, he could kill guards and summon puppy dogs (quite impressive in
those days, and it kept helped me earn my drinking reputation, which was better then my prior sewing
reputation and running around in a pink dress, I mean ROBE it was a crimson Sr Apprentice robe. Unlike
Max I admit when I run around in skirts and even take photos as proof, max just claims to never ever do
such things and don't even bring up that whoole alter boy incident that scarred so many of us having to
have read it ::shudders::. So it became quite obvious Erudin wasn't going to be burned, Darn diddly arn,
because after Erudin went, we were going to take on Kelethin, or at least that's what I still say we
should do. This called for more drinks, let the alcohool decide if it was better we didn't burn citties
or not.

Time went on, and not much happened for Fezz, and thus nothing happened for Nox. Not untill Kunark came
out anyway! WOOOT oh yeah I'm such a crazy bastard, exploring that bizitch up when I was just a wee
level 16? or less, that was a different story. Oh yeah before Kunark Fezz grew bored and tried to figure
out connections between crusbhone orcs, Dark elves of Nerriak, dark elves in lesser fay dark, normal
elves, meldrath, crusbhone orcs, trolls, ogres, and some odd conspiracy theory, which eventualy lead to
Princess Leina HA BITCH I KILLED J00 J00 D34d BiTCH!. Kunark turned out to be nothing that intresting
either but tossed in the high elf ho and lizard aspect to a complicated conspiracy only I could unravel
AHAHAHAHAHAHA. As you can tell I was going quite insane by now and the fact everyone was leaving me in
the dust level wise didn't help either.

Now living solely out of High Pass, and constantly kill stealing orcs when I couldn't group, chain
casting to death in groups, and mumbling about slow xp bars, and the massive xp loss from fighting,
which I tended to die at least once per kill at times up to 5 or 6 or untill it died, I would bind not
so far away memorize 2 maybe 3 spells and attack. DAMN ROOT BREAKING DAMN IT ALL AHHHHHHHHH. So finnally
I officially got rid of everquest once, then twice. As a bunch of @#%$ continued to happen.

Now would be a better time for Jebus, or one of the other Fezz alter bodies to tell the tale. Including
the Tale of MORE ORC HUNTING, and DIE DIE DIE YOU DERVISH, and Preacher and Raljah powerleving me still
equals death for 2 of us, and oh yes, the infamous tale of Jebus becomes an officer, only to fight some
odd orc in kitchor, get lost, fall in a puddle of water, fight piranahs, and have a train of low leve
things kill him somewhere in the middle of the forest only to return and search for corpse alone durring
the night!