Once upon a time a guild was made named <Lost in Progression>. Their play rules seemed like a lot of fun for someone who had missed out on the mystical and ancient "old world content". A Halfling was born in the Shire of Trakanon to pursue this awe-inspiring quest. Messages were sent by the fastest runners but sadly, the runners may have perished as no return message ever came from the City of Login/Apply in the Kingdom of LostinProgression.com.
Nevertheless, Taterkuk set out upon the path to see if ever he could catch up to the rest of the people who were his virtual friends. He has found and he has bought gear from merchants that do not exceed PoP. He has a mercenary at level 41 because...cleric, remember? He has used augs because he's to lazy to check the quild rules and can't recall if that's cool or not.
He is, however, having a blast. Last seen in the Tower of Frozen Shadows having 12 minute (not even kidding) fights with the denizens within just to get some keys.
None of the powers there with Names seem to drop the mythical "leet gear" for some reason which is kind of torqueing him off, by the way.
He hopes one day that someone in the quild will respond to a /tell or see him on and guild-tag him. Whether or no; the quest goes on.
Forgot how much I haet complete-healers. SRSLY HAET those guize.