This is a story all about how my stats got jacked, turned up, like wow.
I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there, i'll tell you how I became the badass Geralt of Tunare.
In west freeport, born and raised, in the proving ground is where I spent most of my days, maxing out, farming, attacking all fools, and all shooting some arrows at Cazic Thule, when a couple of gods who were up to all good, started farming platinum in my neighborhood. I got one little drop and my mind got scarred, I said, "You're giving me that 1337 hax sword over there?"
I whistled pretty loud when I saw their gear, their leetsauce orbs were fresh and they had maximum tier. If anything, I thought that this server's rare, but thought, nah forget, yo homes, to plane of air!
I pulled crap tons of mobs (about 7 or 8 ) and yelled holy SH*T THIS DMG IS UNFAIR
Looked at my corpse, all naked and bare, shaking my head.
-Geralt of Tunare
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