He'll kill you if he's male. He's waited quite patiently for me several times. It's the boobs. Gotta love 'em.
He'll kill you if he's male. He's waited quite patiently for me several times. It's the boobs. Gotta love 'em.
Well, it's been over a week and nothing. No appearences online, nothing. I want to just delete the entire thread. I'll do something else.
The Barbarian is also Sword-for-hire and Death's Nephew here, so you might want to try contacting him on those accounts as well.
"Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity."
William Butler Yeats - The Second Coming
Ahh, see, I didn't know that. I will indeed try that.
And seriously, not everyone is an online junkie. He MIGHT be in the middle of something, and of course Althanas falls to the wayside during such times.
A single week is nothing. If it's been a month and a half, then, oh well, I guess it's a dead thread.
in the meantime, you're free to do whatever else you want.
The Karu knows.
I think the normal waiting-to-die timeframe for most quests is... two months.
Even still, there are 20-posts quests that took half a year to complete. Took a while, but still completed by everyone involved. That's some dedication to the storyline right there.
Hel hath no Fury like that of a Pissed off Redhead
Yeah, but we're not all the same. Some people can wait a month and not lose their interest in the story, and others can't. And threads differ too. Some are led by the spur of the moment which waiting effectively kills. So I think that the standard for these things changes on person-to-person and thread-to-thread basis. Frankly, if I sent out a PM or something to my questing companion and didn't get a definite answer within a week or two, I'd move on to other things.
"Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity."
William Butler Yeats - The Second Coming