After many weeks of waiting and a few days of buying alcohol from various 
   places Gildenare made his way to the Runnyeye Citidal. This was to be the 
   place of gathering between his guild and his new allied guild Norrath's 
   Elite Guard.

   Giledenare entered the Citidal to find that just a couple people had beat 
   him to the gathering, a few of the Norrath's Elite Guard. So Gile set off 
   to find good places for groups of the two guilds to spend thier time. Gile 
   ventered through the areas of the strange and bizzaar Sporalii creatures, 
   then down farther to the larger goblins of the area. He went as far as to 
   see the two Evil Eyes the goblins hold prisoner in thier citidal. They did 
   not look too tough to the hardened warrior but he had heard that they were 
   both wizards of some sort, and understanding the offense power of wizards he 
   decided in his brutish barbarian way that it would be better to have some 
   friends if he wanted to destroy this evil menice. "Me kill big eyes 
   later...", he said to himself.

   By this time other people from both guilds guilds started to show up. 
   Giledenare saw many people arrive with help from druids teleporting them 
   from far off lands. They arrived by one or two or in larger groups. Soon 
   the top level of the citidal became rather full of comrades. They broke up 
   into groups and started to move down into the deeper parts of the citidal.

   Once everyone was somewhere within the citidal that they felt was a nice 
   place to spend thier time Gile found that the number of enemies were 
   insignificant to the number of people from Nox and NEG. "Me barbarian no 
   need think about death, me just think about drinking now", Gile said as he 
   started on some dwarven ale he had with him. With his Sword of Skyfire in 
   one hand and some ahcohol of some sort in the other he started slashing at 
   goblins while drinking. Quaras, a gnomish wizard, looked up in the middle 
   of a spell to see Gile getting so drunk that he would slash a goblin and try 
   to drink but his bottle would miss his mouth and just pour all over his 
   armor. Quaras being a drinker of considerable stature inquired about 
   getting some for himself. Gile being more than drunk at this point was 
   happy to give some to his friend. Now both the warrior and the wizard were 
   drunk in each battle, shouting to all that drinking was great! Especially 
   when there was a goblin to kill while doing it.

   But alas, soon Gile stash of alcohol was gone and they were both standing 
   there sobering up! To everyones astonishment Angelboy was able to conjure 
   ale out of thin air! He handed out his bags of goodies to everyone around 
   him. Gile did not now what fireworks were and had no idea what to do with 
   them. Somehow he set the strange thing off but it hit a wall without any 
   excitment... "Me barbarian no need firework!" But the next thing he pulled 
   out was some sort of bottle...unknowingly he set the bottle off also. It 
   made him spin with the speed of the gods it seemed. He would'nt do that 
   again......

   Soon there were a large amount of people who were drinking. The gathering 
   had become rather chaotic. Luckily with the amount of people within the 
   citidal there was never any sizable force of goblins to even worry the large 
   amount of people. The only problem was the occasioninal shout of, "Oops, I 
   killed the banker, sorry." Gile did hear Kelorf once shout something about 
   a bartender of any race is still a bartender and should be spared for that.