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November 18th, 2008

Sup guys and gals,

So . . . Sells, DK, Magnetic, Portcity, Aether and I camped faf last night.

We claimed, just the 6 of us, with sells and dk both 2 boxing. . .

textbook fight, clean hate bouncing between sells and I . . .

DK zelas and magnetic dealing damage and riding the hate line . . .

Port almost DC'ing on his shitty ass dial up . . .

5%, with 5 minutes left, Zelas still hasn't fonted and we're clinching the win! . . .

Aether DC's . . . I've been spamming hate spells so no mp . . .

we go down with no healing to cover us, and no debuffs on faf tanks take excessive damage and lose hate . . .

Black mages drop like rocks . . .

Rest of us go down before long . . .

HNA picks it up at 5% . . .

I get to practice my Japanese to ask for raises and what dropped . . .

They answer politely and basically say fuck off not raising you . . .

They get a Ridill and N head . . .

Aether comes back and Chainspell Raises us . . .

Sells complains about Atonement again, that's the 5% . . .

Aeowin, Kouu and Arrowin log in at the same time to hear the news . . .

I think they were all spooning and woke up to the same alarm . . .

G'night all

November 14th, 2008

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Sup guys and gals?

Nothing too outstanding today. We took a shot at Dynamis-Valkurm, overall rather successful. I've become reacquainted once again with the frustration of crossed wires and botched communications. A little personal disappointment came with the linkshell's success however, Once again drops were mediocre, particularly we didn't get a Duelist's Chapeau -1 this time, and as infrequently as we do valkurm I can only assume it will be quite some time before I see one.

After dynamis tonight my group did salvage, as is typical. This time Bhaflau Remnants was on the menu. Again another smooth run. We had the standard bumps in the road, trying to work in new people and manage those without ventrilo. The aim of tonight's run was rampart farming, namely floors one and three, both of which were popped successfully. Sadly no drops tonight, hell, not even an nm was popped by either of the ramparts. Slow day in all, we'll see what comes this weekend.

G'night all.

November 13th, 2008

And here it begins

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Sup guys and gals?

First and foremost the purpose of this LJ will be closely entwined with FFXI, be it my own personal exploits, those of my linkshell and compatriots, or even a simple expounding of my thoughts and opinions regarding the topic.
Well I suppose this is where I introduce myself to those of you who don't know me already.  In this LJ I'll be going by Erecant, some of you may know me by other names, but for now let's just pretend I am who I say.  I understand that concept may be a little hard to grasp, it is quite unusual for anyone to be truly forthcoming and I am no exception, however for this farce in which we are currently enthralled my pseudonym will have to suffice.

So now you know what to call me, but a name is only so many sounds to designate an identity, hardly the essence of the man behind the word.  Again, you'll excuse me if I narrow the focus of this introduction to a rather narrow scheme.  For my purposes from herein I will be to you, o' benevolent reader, player of Final Fantasy Eleven, Erecant, Elvaan of the Lakshmi server, lost son of a nearly forgotten home in Kujata.  I owe my allegience to the linkshell Vicious, god willing, the reigning power on Lakshmi for the forseeable future. 

Now that's a start I suppose, but there is oh so much more to be said as to who I am, a mere geneology is far from telling.  In my heart of hearts I call myself a Red Mage.  I've been of this profession for near on five years now.  There have been good times, as well as bad, I've overcome trials and tribulations to come as far as I have, and the path ahead of me is no less fraught with intrigue as the road which lies behind.  I pride myself on both my knowledgeability and skill in all areas on my own job, as well as a profound abundance of insight into the working of other jobs, events, and basic psychology. 

Now that the basic introductions are completed I feel a basic history of my tenure in FFXI is in order.  In the course of my prolific career I have been a member of only several linkshells, and I like to think that each of them were better for my contributions.  I'll spare you the nitty gritty details of my time before I entered endgame activities for a rainy day, there are stories to be had there, don't get me wrong, but I'd rather not indulge my own narcicism too much, the mere fact that I am starting a LJ is threatening to pander to my ego already.  My first endgame linkshell back home on Kujata was Illuminati.  We had high hopes, but for the most part the linkshell was a springboard to bigger and better things.  Me, being the loyal sop I was refused to see it that way however, and stuck it out through all the hard times.  We performed admirably in small-scale events, like sky and force pop nm's, and I learned a great deal about the game and my job therein.  My idol back in the day was a RDM who went by the name Methos.  He was a leader of Illuminati and the main reason I worked so hard to join them.  I studied closely what he had to teach me, and I am certain that what I am today was shaped in large part by what I was able to learn from him in my time in Illuminati.

Sadly all things must pass, I stayed with Illuminati as long as I could, through a name change, to fallings out from within the ranks.  For a time I was one of the shell's leaders, guiding my own flock in their growth.  But eventually Illuminati broke up, several of it's members stayed together and joined a Japanese linkshell by the name of Irregulars, I was among them.  Spurred on by my growing understanding of the japanese language I prospered in Irregulars, and enjoyed my time there.  However time and events conspired against me, due to the massive time differences I was unable to stay with them for long, and with a difficult decision, I bade farewell to my friends who had stuck with me since Illuminati, as well as my newly made Japanese friends of Irregulars.  My next home was the once upon a time king of Kujata, the remade Outspoken, at the time known as Redefine.

I was as a frog in a well when I joined Redefine, I had been a part of endgame for some time, but until I came to that linkshell I never really understood what it meant to really be in the mix.  The inter-ls relations, the drama, the fights, and the claims.  I had finally hit the big time, or so I had thought.  I was rejoined by many ol friends from Illuminati, who had made their way to redefine aswell, and I camped against old allies as well.  By the time I reached Redefine my skills had been honed, and I quickly made myself known within the linkshell.  Before too long I joined the leadership of Redefine, doing my part fo advance the shell in it's own path.  However my happiness at the top was to be short lived, the leader of Redefine distanced himself from the rest of us, and before long intrigue and drama were rampant.  It was evident to all that the shell would not last long.  In the course of my career I had found myself in a position to help rebuild several shells after massive losses, this time however the wounds went too deep to heal.  I took it upon myself, in absence of any word from above, to do all I could to ease the transition that was to come.  I helped my members find new homes, and when the time came I declared Redefine dead.

For a time after that I drifted, unable to let go of what I thought was the passing of an era.  Finally I was drawn into a new shell, SpyralHell.  This shell was made by refugees from Redefine, old members I had worked with, some of whom I had taken under my wing, as Methos had for me so long ago.  I rose once again to a position of leadership, as it seems is my lot in life.  This shell too became a power on Kujata.  We were underestimated time and again, but we proved over and over that we were made of tougher stuff.  After a long struggle against new arrivals from other servers the decision to move to Lakshmi was made, and we became Dojo.

On Lakshmi we were despised, the locals feared what we represented, and we brought with us change, slowly but surely.  Our success was not to last though, we were few in number and with our struggles, some gave up, or drifted away.  We came across a recent arrival from Alexander, Ruin at the time.  It seemed as if our two linkshells were brothers in arms, our policies were nearly identical, our members wew two sides of the same coin.  The choice to merge our two shells was one of the easiest we had ever made.  The newly formed linkshell soon became known as Vicious, and we've been dominating Lakshmi since.  Events in the real world have forced me to abdicate my position as a member of Vicious' leadership recently, however I still conduct myself as I had before, hoping to lead by example, if not by authority.  So far things are going well for us all, and I can hope they will continue to do so.

Goodness that was a lot more than I intended to say in my first post, believe me when I say that future posts will be far less wordy.  Soon I will make an effort to include pictures in my posts, I realize full well that a wall of text can be quite ponderous to muddle through.  I assume that for now you've all heard just about enough about me as you please, so I'll be signing off now, we'll see where the future takes us, I'll be right here, documenting what I care to tell, perhaps you'll stop in too and tell me what you think.

G'night all

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