Yeah sorry I didn't make it online for the return to the cluster bomb, I had an unexpected guest... I'd already forced him to sit through the following so couldn't ask him to watch FFXI all evening.
I've got my first ever NM camping story to tell (so excuse me for going into great detail, I want to make the most of this!)... I decided I should do something to improve my equipment for the next CoP as my stuff is almost universally ****e.. without the AF equipment I've got nothing useful for boosting my damage output. So I thought I'd take a crack at Mysticmaker Profblix. I knew it would be pretty much suicide but had to try... at level 60 I would get aggro from everything else in the room and also didn't have stoneskin available from any subjobs. Came up with a vague plan to pre-empt his high tier nukes with the appropriate bar- spell, and use my lillith's rod to steal his mp and stay in the fight as long as possible.
Anyway logged in after tea and there was nobody there but a beastmaster who appeared to be doing his own thing. I sat there for half an hour, then realised it was so quiet because I was in the wrong place. Doh! When I got to the right position, there was a mithra there who I assumed was afk. Anon, but they had the luxury of not needing to invis so were obviously higher level. Never having camped an NM in my life I didn't have a scoob how to approach it... I just ran around in circles scanning the area. The other person turned out not to be AFK as on inspection I noticed her head was moving, so she was clearly just waiting to strike.
After maybe an hour, other people start turning up. It soon looks like grand central station... also appears that many of these people are with the mithra, and they seem to be clearing the zone for her. There was maybe another twenty minutes of tension, then the f*&ker spawns, right in front of the other people. I hit my row of stun macros, and got the claim! Ran up to the wall, profblix stopped a short distance away and began nuking me. I was completely at a loss for what to do... partly through the shock at actually getting the claim and partly cos I'd been only half paying attention while also trying to hold a conversation with my friend. Drank poison, au lait, started nuking... small chip in his HP but he hadn't really hurt me yet either... remembered my plan of absorbing his MP and closed in to melee. This is when he started tearing me apart. He was hitting me with Blizzaga/Aeroga IIIs and all sorts, I'd completely abandoned my attempts to bar his nukes.. managed to cure myself but realised I would soon be out of MP at this rate.
The other campers in the room had formed a semi circle around me and Profblix, felt like a f*&king firing squad. Somebody checked me, presumably they'd noticed I was not a suitable job to survive this and they were just waiting for the inevitable chance to steal the claim. Couldn't bloody believe what happened next... I got a Cure V. The next thing I'm getting an absolute torrent of healing magic from all these people! I got a tell asking if I want help and an invite popped up. My first thoughts were not to accept, as they would understandably want a shot at the earring if it should drop. Then I figure I would be dead by now if not for them so they deserve that chance, and accept. A single guy joins my party, didn't notice what job. Profblix manafonted around this point, but thankfully he didn't hit me with any AM (would have meant instant death even at full HP.. no way does this NM do normal level 50 damage).
I manafont by return, knock back another yag drink and hit him with all I've got left. Not quite enough. The guy helping me starts casting banish III while I wait for my rod to absorb enough mp so I can nuke again. I get enough for a single drain, and that's what finished him off. Goblin mask, goblin armour, thunder III, moldavite earring. Holy motherf*&ker!!! Got my head together enough to cast the lot, and the earring fell straight to me... the other guy had passed O_O
The main reason I've never gone NM hunting before is because I had developed a low opinion of the sort of people you'd expect to meet on such an endeavour (mainly through witnessing lizzy campers)... and it turned out to be the other campers who made it possible for me to succeed. Maybe they took pity on me for trying it with no assistance and a bad job combo... but thank f*&k they did! Now I get to say stuff like I'm 1/1 on the moldavite earring
I've got my first ever NM camping story to tell (so excuse me for going into great detail, I want to make the most of this!)... I decided I should do something to improve my equipment for the next CoP as my stuff is almost universally ****e.. without the AF equipment I've got nothing useful for boosting my damage output. So I thought I'd take a crack at Mysticmaker Profblix. I knew it would be pretty much suicide but had to try... at level 60 I would get aggro from everything else in the room and also didn't have stoneskin available from any subjobs. Came up with a vague plan to pre-empt his high tier nukes with the appropriate bar- spell, and use my lillith's rod to steal his mp and stay in the fight as long as possible.
Anyway logged in after tea and there was nobody there but a beastmaster who appeared to be doing his own thing. I sat there for half an hour, then realised it was so quiet because I was in the wrong place. Doh! When I got to the right position, there was a mithra there who I assumed was afk. Anon, but they had the luxury of not needing to invis so were obviously higher level. Never having camped an NM in my life I didn't have a scoob how to approach it... I just ran around in circles scanning the area. The other person turned out not to be AFK as on inspection I noticed her head was moving, so she was clearly just waiting to strike.
After maybe an hour, other people start turning up. It soon looks like grand central station... also appears that many of these people are with the mithra, and they seem to be clearing the zone for her. There was maybe another twenty minutes of tension, then the f*&ker spawns, right in front of the other people. I hit my row of stun macros, and got the claim! Ran up to the wall, profblix stopped a short distance away and began nuking me. I was completely at a loss for what to do... partly through the shock at actually getting the claim and partly cos I'd been only half paying attention while also trying to hold a conversation with my friend. Drank poison, au lait, started nuking... small chip in his HP but he hadn't really hurt me yet either... remembered my plan of absorbing his MP and closed in to melee. This is when he started tearing me apart. He was hitting me with Blizzaga/Aeroga IIIs and all sorts, I'd completely abandoned my attempts to bar his nukes.. managed to cure myself but realised I would soon be out of MP at this rate.
The other campers in the room had formed a semi circle around me and Profblix, felt like a f*&king firing squad. Somebody checked me, presumably they'd noticed I was not a suitable job to survive this and they were just waiting for the inevitable chance to steal the claim. Couldn't bloody believe what happened next... I got a Cure V. The next thing I'm getting an absolute torrent of healing magic from all these people! I got a tell asking if I want help and an invite popped up. My first thoughts were not to accept, as they would understandably want a shot at the earring if it should drop. Then I figure I would be dead by now if not for them so they deserve that chance, and accept. A single guy joins my party, didn't notice what job. Profblix manafonted around this point, but thankfully he didn't hit me with any AM (would have meant instant death even at full HP.. no way does this NM do normal level 50 damage).
I manafont by return, knock back another yag drink and hit him with all I've got left. Not quite enough. The guy helping me starts casting banish III while I wait for my rod to absorb enough mp so I can nuke again. I get enough for a single drain, and that's what finished him off. Goblin mask, goblin armour, thunder III, moldavite earring. Holy motherf*&ker!!! Got my head together enough to cast the lot, and the earring fell straight to me... the other guy had passed O_O
The main reason I've never gone NM hunting before is because I had developed a low opinion of the sort of people you'd expect to meet on such an endeavour (mainly through witnessing lizzy campers)... and it turned out to be the other campers who made it possible for me to succeed. Maybe they took pity on me for trying it with no assistance and a bad job combo... but thank f*&k they did! Now I get to say stuff like I'm 1/1 on the moldavite earring

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