
On sunday I hit 250 in melee and it was a weird experence for me on a number of levels.
I used cats for the first time, (for the last 30 levels) and as I levelled towards the magic 250, it seemed like a mad rush, nearly a blur of speed over a few days, which is weird, because my experience of levelling melee was that it was very sloooow.
The weird thing was...... I didn't want to hit 250, the nearer I got, I wanted to slow down and savour it....but....what was propelling me forward was getting the really cool resistances etc. for OP's

Another thing that was really weird for me was..... I always considered myself a melee'er, thats what Valda started as, by necessity, I had to do Heal, I think everyone should have a decent enough Heal for rezzing or to help healers level offensive skills, as it cant be all "one way traffic", but then along came ELEMENTAL!!!!!

Elemental is pretty addictive, I was able to kill the crap out of mobs significantly higher than my melee counterpart and thus, levelling was pretty easy, also alot of the magic skills can be used for healing, so my healing could coast along with elemental and melee was left all alone by the wayside.

But..... when I returned to melee, I realised that this was really what Valda was all about, at heart I was really a melee'er, but got blindsided by Elemental..... seduced by the dark side LOL

But the point is, I didn't want my melee ride to end......... but the OP propulsion, made it inevitable and the cats made it easier to succumb

So.....why this post?
Well a couple of things really, a conversation with Nysha about "taking time to look around and smell the flowers", and Sasi's post about his experiences in Atys and a trek with Vhaldir, that reminded me of so many beautiful places I had forgotten about

As I returned to melee with these thoughts in mind, I started to remember the good times. here are some of my memories, hopefully others will share some here too

I remember being asked to join my first team in Fourways, I saw my first Kipee, I nearly crapped my self, I didn't know if they were aggro, so I kept a very wary distance for awhile, they were so HUGE and majestic looking, I never saw a mob like that before, I was frankly amazed!
I remember Fourways so fondly, I actually loved killing a few Kiz and sitting down on the hill to regenerate and just take in all the sights, sand particles dragging along the sand surface in some invisible breeze, the Goaris picking fights with anything that moved, long lost converstaions with friends, in /tell and guildchat, just hanging out and chilling, times were good, it was like an eternal summer.
I remember dying while exploring and rezzing in Dyron, which was weird, because I had never been there before LOL

I remember being in Dyron one night and asked to join an existing team, they said OK, I think they realised how low level I was, but they accepted me none the less, I saw my first Elemental using Electricity, I was ASTOUNDED! It was like primitive man been shown fire for the first time!

I remember, I was oh, maybe about level 80, I was under 100 anyway and tried to solo to Matis from Fyros, it took me the guts of a week, but I learned two things, Max DP is like God Mode..... and a healthey RESPECT for Cuttlers LOL

I remember friends that have come and gone and that even passing aquaintences can become the closest of close friends, while passing time in this wonderful world called Atys that we inhabit

I remember our guild "punching" its way through to Yrkanis, there was about 90 of us, a ravening horde sweeping down through that green and pleasent land, Matis people going WTF?????
We told them it was an invasion and they were our prisoners, they said, ...."OK, so what do we do now?"

A much more innocent time then huh?

So, leave all negative baggage outside the door, step in here and remenisce with me please
