We started out our night determined to see Tower 6 fall.

We first tapped into Phinder's and Phaeddrus' eerie but extensive knowledge of dealing with crabs...




Next, we put Baldy and Widdal to work on solving the spell shield's fire and ice algorithm:




Finally, it was time for the main event:





I truly can't remember the last time our melee were so excited about a raid that hinged on their every move




Anyway, we prevailed, and Tower 6 fell to us in short order



Ceci n'est pas une Synarcana? Gotta love SOE lore.


The night was still young, and Pherawk was in a betting mood and offered me BD's virginity and a pack of gum (I took the gum) if I could solo Lord Brekt. Never one to turn down a challenge, I ported up, let out a rangerly roar and....



And that was without my soon to be nerfed headshot!



Grats MLF on becoming E-marr's newest Time Lords!

Pallies watch while the guild does the work for them.


Second corruptor dies, notice no pally's in picture


Third Corruptor down, Once again you see the SK's, but the pally's are off drinking tea and eating cookies!


Last Corruptor dies, once again the Pallies are milking it!


Pher gets a new toy, Grats to him. Grats to MLF for carrying the Pallies!

We were so overcome by the joy of beating Tower 3 that we forgot to get a screenie.

But if you use your imagination, it might look something like this...



Ok, it looks nothing like that actually. All we can offer up is....




We did manage to get screenies of our Tower 4 win though:






And thusly, we avoided the dreaded




Grats Lightfighters!

We told ET that the curator was tricky, when he told him to watch out....ET looked, Curator ran, Leiph did a forehead smack, but as I explained to Leiph, he is a pally what do you expect!