Looking for Some Cool Combat Pics

Cool, hot... flaming! You get the idea. Post your best combat pics from this release here and they may even be featured in this week's Update!

And yes... pants are required.

 

Pants required? Nevermind...

 

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Lord British cuffs!

 

Should fight at night with a torch in one hand and see how that looks.

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Got you a torch pic.

 

Thanks. Not bad.. Can see the enemy better but if only the lighting immediately around the torch was a little bit brighter it would have been really good.

Otherwise looking good. Thanks.

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I did this pic in low res, but still I like it. Something already typical in the game: Killing the lich!

 

These are awesome so far! *bounce bounce* Keep em coming!

 

The petite lady was exploring the tunnels below Kings' Port alone. Earlier, she had been led along by her friend Carr, for she had always been directionally challenged. This time she forged ahead on her own. As she encountered a Mimic, she received a message from her friend Redrik. He soon joined her for adventure.



Early in the day two friends set out to dispose of the vile Lich that dwelt in the sewers beneath Kings' Port. It happened that the creature took a strange liking to one of them, and followed him out of his undead halls. Redrik Crimsong was able lead the Lich wherever he wanted. It was quite silly.



Leading their strange follower into it's own lair, the two avatars battled some of the Lich's minions. Still there was no interference from the undead titan. The friends were confused by this turn of events.



Suddenly at the top of the Lich's platform, he turned to the behavior such monsters are known for, and planted Redrik into the stone in defeat. Neither one of the avatars could get ahead in the battle, for the Lich was at epic strength, and so they at last fled.

 

Later in the day, the petite redhead returned to the sewers to gain more understanding of the layout of the tunnels beneath Kings' Port. Undead, no doubt conjured by the Lich below, defended this dark and putrid place of waste. Fireangel stayed clear of the liquid as much as possible, and tried not to inhale the wafting fumes as she battled the threat before her.




She defended the unarmed imprisoned as she found them. What terror they must have endured among the undead. They would not even speak.