It's true that I joined all of you a month or so into your adventures, but I've still managed to be present for pretty much all of the major players we've hit (apart from a few surprises like Sev and Tal...but I'll drink their wyrm-cold blood soon enough...)

So, since everybody's been talking about screenshots, here are a few highlights from the IC round-Norrath tour thus far, as seen through the eyes of a necro.

Our story begins with a tale of star-crossed lovers. I'm sure you all recognize these poor souls:




Then there was this fish.



I'm not sure what the big deal was about him. Peut-etre c'est son mauvais gout, avec sa robe orange. Whichever the case, he was sure tasty.

There was also a dark elf in Neriak, but I knew his family, and they asked that I not publish his photo. I just had enough respect for the guy to FD while we were killing him and blame it on Jebober.

The world of Norrath was obviously too small for us, so we expanded. Upon our daring to set foot in the Plane of Fear, Cazic Thule threatened to rend our minds with Fright, Dread and Terror. We rended theirs instead:




This guy was supposed to be the "easy" one. He pushed us around a few times, probably thinking if it got late enough we'd just call it a night. But, as Toaday pointed out...there's gonna be consequences and repercussions...



And since at least one of those times he thought he could scare us off with his little dragon buddy, there were consequences and reprecussions for him, too:



I promise, CT, we found him like that! He dropped a really gimp belt, and somebody actually spent 500 DKP on it...go figure.

Onward and upward:



Plane of Sky is Veeshan's realm, but the mother of dragons is generous enough to share her kingdom with fairies, imps, eyeballs, pegasii, spirocs, hornets, and other random stuff. And she herself is never at home. So we had no trouble dropping her tenants:



One by one...



Until we got to Isle 4, where it was one by two by two more. Then we hung out for almost an hour and a half waiting for the Keeper of Souls to show up. When he finally popped, Ashed was convinced we were all going to die. Fortunately, the day was saved by Landon, who remained FD throughout the entire fight. The majestic pegasus went down in a storm of smouldering feathers:



And kindly dropped my Cloak

Landon did such an amazing job being AFK for that fight that he was given the high honor taking DT's all the following night when we went upstairs to see the Spiroc Lord. After killing every Spiroc on the island 6 or 7 times, Ashed assured us once again that we would all die, and Landon dutifully rushed to the front of the line.

We loved this stupid Parrot so much that we killed him 5 times...maybe even six. It was kind of fun, turning his glorious kingdom into an agonizing hell in which he prays for an end that never comes... /giggle

..okay, it eventually came, but not until he'd outfitted our warriors with the necessary l3wtz...



By this time we were sick of sky, so it was awhile before we went back to slaughter the second half. Next up was Isle 6, the OMG hArdz0rz hornet island. Ash, at my behest, once more prophesied our certain deaths, and as a result, this chubby little cutie suffered terribly before getting snuffed:



Its upstairs neighbors were a bunch of drakes with attitude who complained about the noise. They couldn't be slowed, they couldn't be mezzed, they could barely be dotted, but after we sent enough of them to Valhalla, their Sister came out to play. She was really scary. Okay, I lied.



At last, the eigth isle. The Hand of Veeshan wasn't up, but we happy few still got to kick some sand in her Eye:



And that was it for Sky. A little anticlimactic, but an achievement quand meme

Meanwhile, back on Norrath, trouble was brewing in the balmy land of Kunark. Venril Sathir's Remains were restlessly roaming Karnor'sCcastle. We brought him back to life and quickly turned him into remains again:



Oddly enough, the Brood of Di`Zok had something to say about it, so we did what any civilized gang of heavily armed fantasy-world mercenaries would do...stormed their castle and butchered their royal family!

Baby...



Mommy...



And Daddy!



And on the way out, this guy decided to give us some attitude, so he died.



As did Talendor's long-lost twin.



Some say, in the right light, at a great distance on a foggy evening, this guy looks a little like Lord Nagafen. I don't see it, personally.

Anyway, there were a few others. There will be many more others. Know what I say?

Bring it on.

Intended Consequences, born April 24, 2009. Its been a month and a half now and we have taken on classic EQ with a vengeance.



We are still actively recruiting players who want to return to the good old days of EQ! As Kunark looms on the horizon, now is the perfect time to join us! All classes are welcomed as we want you to play what you want to play! If you are still undecided you can look here for a list of class needs. After reading the rules you can apply here. If you have any questions about anything please send a tell in game to Briqi, Pirex, Jakeii, or Ashed. We will be able to answer any questions you might have. Hope to see yall in game and expect many more updates with pictures of dead mobs!

Before I begin, if you are here looking for Intended Consequences, they are alive and well and you will find information about them at this site. This farewell of sorts is for IC's sister/predecessor guild, Unintended Consequences.

From modest beginnings over a year and a half ago, Unintended Consequences rose to become a powerful raiding force, conquering first the Classic age of Everquest, and over time expanding out to other areas of Norrath and on to the realms of the deities. During that time we defeated many foes, overcame countless difficult circumstances, and throughout it all, forged many lasting friendships.

Now that many that once called UC home have departed, the remaining few have decided to forge ahead in a new direction and under a new banner. UC as we knew it will no longer exist, but will live on in our memories.

I owe much to the past leaders of UC, and hope that I honored their legacy by helping to lead UC down the right path. I owe even more to the many players who have worn the UC guild tag over the past year and a half. Without each and every one of you, none of this would have been possible.

I've cobbled together a few of my favorite images from our adventures, and hope that they serve as fitting tribute to everyone who helped make UC a home for us all.