A resonant and acoustic chime was heard through the keep of Dreadspire tonight as the unnamed bard finally witnessed a performance that matched his expectations, and post his ballads being recited properly, the forgotten artist could leave the Demi-Plane at peace.

This event requires an immense amount of preparation and coordination, and we have been throwing ourselves relentlessly at it for about a week now, though sadly we still have to restart the expedition each time we wish to attempt the event anew. The latter portion of the encounter is more intense than anything we have ever experienced in the game before, and I would not be surprised if that part is tuned down significantly. Despite the late hour we decided to visit the master who beckoned us for some company, but as of yet we can only provide you with one picture. Rest assured more will follow tomorrow though.

Roley DeFarge was once known as the greatest leader the paladin order of Marr had ever seen, though despite being the recipient of acclaim and flattery, Roley sought to further his name beyond what any mortal could possibly achieve. When failing to return from Dreadspire Keep, a hunting party including his own wife Adrianna found that he had been enslaved by the master residing within, sharing fates with both Tris Wallow and Devlin Rochester. Roley displayed his complete devotion to the unDead by slaying his own wife to please his new master.

While Sanguimanus the Redfang offered the greatest challenge of the first tier, Roley DeFarge is without a quiver of doubt the toughest encounter in the second, and should he remain in his present incarnation not many will overcome this ordeal any time soon. Only the performer stands between Raging Fury and the unwreathing of the master, and hopefully we will be able to introduce you all to his eluding presence shortly.

Thousands of years ago, Devlin Rochester set forth to slay the greatest abomination the world had ever seen, namely May.. the master of Dreadspire Keep. His accidental killing of a young woman thought to be a lycanthrope gnawed at him from within, and ridden by guilt he was overwhelmed by the ominous power that resided in the Demi-Plane of Blood, ending up serving the very presence he had come to vanquish.

Despite dazzling us with a vaste array of weapons, the remnants of what was once Devlin was found lacking tonight as his tormented captivity came to an end.

Anthas decided to purchase everything of value, but was graceful enough to thank the guild for aiding him. I was not playing from my regular computer at the time of Devlin's death, thus one could almost believe that it was Zorrbald who had provided the pictorial material, hence the old world models.

On behalf of Raging Fury, I have the pleasure and privilege of wishing the guilds and players of Antonius Bayle a merry christmas and thank them for the year that is about to end. Hopefully those of us that got along this year, will continue to do so in the next.

I searched in vain for a suitable EQ related christmas photo, so until we actually kill something:

Rydda'Dar was the barrier that withheld Raging Fury from entering the lower depths of the Halls of Honor, home of Mithaniel Marr. Upon learning that this dragon was up we soon found ourselves in the company of Mortalis, also seeking to flag their last members for an upcoming encounter with the deity.

Thus in collaboration, the two guilds came to the decision that instead of racing for this particular encounter, it would be of mutual interest to merely do what we were both there for, namely flagging every guildmember there. Boneheads of Butcherblock also had their local representative present, and faced against such a trio, Rydda'Dar was heard uttering the exact same words as Celsius

In addition to spending most of our time within the new planes, we have also visited Vex Thal on some occations, and obviously the ugly stick has struck again. I had to catch Faiar offguard in order to get a screenshot of his latest addition, whilst Spellquestor proudly wears his headpiece