So much has happened over the past one hour. I woke up at 9.30am, succumbed to temptation and went into The World Of Tibia. Got my potions and food prepared, and was just about to spend the next few hours honing my skills. But when I passed the familiar dirt track leading to the bridge beside . Knight Chaoos a level 10 knight cried for help" pk Pk!' Having trained day and night, this was a perfect opportunity for me to try out my skills. I zealously followed Knight Chaoos who was leading me to the orc caves. And I saw two emaciated figures in the dark cave, amidst the sea of green orcs. A white skull beside their names fueled me into wielding out my sword and I am off to battle, for good or for bad. I had to fight them off, protect the weak and annihilate the evil. Kavaking, a level 11 sorcerer was nearer to me and he had to suffer the fate of having his armor pierced by my Crimson sword. Within seconds, he was history. Albeit he threatened to hunt me down "crusty demon ...hunted", was all that the historian could mutter. I then shifted my attention to the other accomplice, Belt oner.
A level 14 sorcerer who had loads of healing pots, towards the end of the battle, in which I was obviously going to slay him, Gumpy, a level 85 pmed me telling me to do otherwise. I decided not to jeopardize my future and let the limp sorcerer off. Along the way, I saw a red health Kavaking, level 10 this time, being hunted by 2 other random dudes, and I witness the inevitable fate of him crumbling to the dirt floor, a sign of complete surrender. ///
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I was trying to get some peace after the winning battle. I rested myself on a grassy patch of grass, beside the bridge leading to the Ancient Temple. Having just unearth 10 worms, I decided to fish for food. Into the sparking waters I thrusted my fishing rod, which I had stumbled upon earlier in this hour. A pretty good catch, considering my fishing level was only 11 when I started fishing.

10:34 Tchobillaw [30]: utevo res "fire elemental . I was awoken abruptly by the deep voice. From my years of experience, I knew what the next few moments would promise. I gobbled my fish stuffed the fishing rod into my backpack and ran the race of my life. Tchobillaw was well prepared, he had already placed parcels across the bridge, I will have to run manuely. The fire elemental is definitely on steroids, burning my flesh, inflicting over 100 damage. I wasn't ready for such an ambush, and instinct told me to run for the depot. I was glad I did not retaliated, as I would be restricted into the depot. I would have died, hands down if not for my UH runes. Along the way I shouted " PK Tchobillaw " and before long he was hunted. It was afterwards that I found out that he was a bored Brazilian. This clearly serves as an apt illustration of complacency. Never to rest on your laurels.


I guess that's all for Tibia for today. Still have loads of work to do.

Cya for now~