Early Christmas Present for Fikkle.
What can a Gnome give Fikkle for Christmas.. how about the inspiration to write a story.
A long long time ago, in another galaxy far far away…
Hang on, that’s a different story.
Yeah, OK, ages ago, Sylus placed a call to harass Fikkle while he was away. I was one of those that did, however my identity remained a secret for a long time. In fact, I thought I had left enough hints in my initial contact with Fikkle, but I was surprised to hear on a TwisterNether podcast that he was unaware who the strange missives came from.
I have no record of those original missives, hopefully he does and can elaborate on his initial reaction to them. I know he has been extremely busy with work and RaF, so I thought rather than wait for him to get the chance to write something, I would do a preemptive strike.
What he doesn’t know, is as I write this post (a couple of days before it is released), I returned to the server to remind him of his long forgotten obligations to an under appreciated employ.
What I will reveal today, is some (but not all) of what has occurred over the last couple of days.
The Teenage Mutant Ninja NomeNapper returned to Razor Hill after earning a few more coppers to send some more ransom notes.
Content in the knowledge that her hostage was safely tucked away, chained to barrels of explosives in the event of a rescue attempt.
She cleaned herself up in preparation for her secret rendezvous with her inside man.
Still, nothing was going to get this fugly Orc pretty enough to /dance with the dashing Syllus (Although he /danced, and was the bearer of gifts… who says the undead smell?)
OMG he’s got one… and I must say they are the coolest bears I have seen “in the pixels”. Not quite sure why it kept turning it’s head towards me, sniffing, then growling… I mean I just took a bath!
So a little more extortion money in pocket, some bag space to carry my future loot, it was time to write another letter.
Dat Nome has already lost one finger in a previous ransom note, so now he is down to 4 fingers on each hand.
Time for the NomeSnatcha to settle in for a long sleep, bound to take a while for the mountains of gold to arrive on the Kodo express.
I realized last night it has been a very long time since I lay down in a bed in an inn. I always used to do it. Not just log out in an inn, but lie down in bed… so I did one more time.
BTW, Sylus has been RaF’ing too much… he already has a plan to jump ahead on Wrath XP… sneaky.. but I will leave that to him to explain.. if he so desires.
Thanks to everyone for making me feel welcome in the Guild.. I meant to take names and shout out, but you know who you are… Ohh I remember that the Wow Commoner, Nimrock’s Mum was there! Once I remember which key is for Vent (as opposed to TS), then I am sure I will have a much more complete conversation with you all… in the New Year.
Gnomer and Out!














Love the story!
Okay, I’ve been extremely delinquent :s But I’m pretty sure I kept all the ransom stuff to be able to post about this. I know you’re heading oot soon, so I’ll try to get this posted tonight… No promises though.
– Fikkle
Ahh yeah, no rush… take your time… post it mid Jan and I will get a new laugh.
I will keep an eye out before boarding the plane though…
You rock…. clever gnome
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