GUILD REGISTRY

♥♥♥♥Lost Girls are delighted to welcome Marikka to her new home♥♥♥

We are sisters. We will have no leader. We are not good girls - we are Lost Girls!

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[In the Lost Girl Guild House.]

A stony faced Marichia turned to Marikka, ‘For your initiation into the guild we require a small example of your devotion to the cause.  The male disease must be eradicated from Ays!’

Marikka had never seen Chai so angry before. The normally calm and sweet tempered Matis girl was seething with rage.  Lacuna seemed to be talking to herself again and was mumbling something about Ghuiss and birthdays.

“We want you to hunt down and kill Agan. Not only has he not paid his protection dappers this month, but the vile homin also stole all our lasagne last night from Babel and Altyra!!’  This last part was literally screamed.  Marikka noticed that Babel and Altyra seemed to go somewhat red in the face at this pronouncement, but quickly adopted an air of pensive innocence.  “How Agan dies, we leave up to you.  But let us say we hope that it is creative and painful! After this, you will be considered a full sister in the guild.’

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Spettra, Marichia, Lacuna, Marikka….. and….ummmmmm Bones.

Happy to be here! I will disclose full details on the death of Agan soon. But first, we must eat our Lasagna & Nutella cheesecake. :)

*cries* poor guy. Please be gentle with him, he's a good guy.

There was a long pause... then Marikka smiled "So, all I have to do now is kill him?"
Lacuna and Marichia nodded and giggled.

" Make it long and painful too! And as always, castration is a must" Chirped Marichia.

Marikka knew Agan well enough to know that he'd take her bait...

Bosses and women were his essential weaknesses.

So, she quickly sent him a tell.

You tell: Agan :)
Agan tells you: Marikka :)
You tell: Interested in some Boss hunting? Madakoo may be up!
Agan tells you: Of course, invite Nerwane too plz
You tell: How about this time we just go alone? *wink wink*

Agan, being the creepy old man he is, obliged and fell prey to her plans.

Marikka began her scheme in the south of Underspring...
" Okay go check the north and we can meet up in the middle, I have a surprise for you!" Marikka said knowing full and well the Kitin Patrol were running rampant in his direction.

"Kkaa!! Can I get a rez?" Agan said

She sees his comatose body laying 100 meters from the nearest Lacerating Kirosta...

"Perfect, he's just where I need him..Just one thing to do first..." she said to herself as she pulls out her 1h hand sword.
The rest.. you can figure out for yourself.

Then grabbing the rope from her bag she ties it around Agan's waist.

Then Agan awakes suddenly...

"What are you doing?!? Marikka!! Please I beg you, I'll forever be your personal slave... just don't kill me!" He cries.
Shutup, you silly male! You're making my ears hurt!"
His incessant whining was grating on her nerves...

She fastens the rope securely.. And also quickly places a loop at the end of the rope.
Eventually the patrol makes its rounds near his body...

They gained speed, and the looped roped caught ahold of one of the Kirosta's leg.
She watched as they danced his body around the springs and laughed.

After awhile the Kirosta frees itself from the rope. They began to peck and poison the homin...for hours.. and hours...and eventually left the lifeless body.

As soon as they were out of sight, Marikka emerged feeling triumphant.

She knew the last piece of her initiation would be dragging him to his burial site in the Lake lands.


As soon as she arrived with Agan's body...Lacuna and Marichia were waiting for her.

"Oh my gosh you did it!!!" Lacuna exclaimed in sheer excitement.

"Another male bites the dust!" Marichia grinned.

The 3 girls laughed at the fact yet another male met their doom.

Marikka slowly rolled the homin into a shallow grave. Her mission complete.
As she rose, she looked up at Lacuna and Marichia and they said...

" We hereby, officially accept you as one of our sisters. Welcome to Lost Girls!!"

As they all 3 danced over the grave, Marikka's new journey as a Lost Girl began...

To much love for me dont deserve :)

That's true :p

We do not recruit - but if you dream of a male free atys, maybe we will find you!

We are sisters. We will have no leader. We are not good girls - we are Lost Girls!

If you have the mats, we craft the following for free for any homine or marauder*:

LA, Buckler, Shields, 1 hand sword, spear, pike, 2 hand axe and sword, 2 hand mace, amps, jewels, and daggers. We hope soon to be able offer HA and 1-hand axe.

A full list of our crafting services will follow, but we will offer to provide the mats and craft q220/250 max damage/speed weapons, for a negotiated price, for those who cannot get them through a guild or on their own.  Though not high end gears, these weapons will be perfect for grind, use with wear out credit.



We will also hope offer, slightly improved versions of these grind weapons for everyday use until you can afford to provide yourself with a better one.

We also hope to offer a high end op gears crafting service, whereby we will provide the loot/forage mats if you provide the op mat.  Be warned, the cost for this will be extremely high.





*We do not accept the excuse that you are born this way; being male is a lifestyle choice. The surcharge will be from 1 dapper up, depending on how vile your maleness is judged to be.

We are not good girls - we are Lost Girls!

[OOC: We want to help players to get gears that they would not normally be able to attain.  We are not care bears, in many cases, we will expect to be compensated for this.  But bribery with lasagne will help get us on your side.]

Hmm wouldn't it be better if you started to hire a real model?

It migth cost you some dappers but you migth end up selling alot more :p

* I'm a good boy, a verry good boy ;)

Lost Girls are delighted to announce that our beloved sister, Marichia, has mastered jewels, with only a minimum of grumping, tantrums, and colourful language.  We also advise all homina's not to stare at the nervous twitch in the left eye, we are sure this will pass after a few lasanges. Males are, of course, encoraged to stare away.

what?!
and there was me thinking mari was a sane person....

Do I detect an emphasis on "was"?????   :p

All sarcastic undertones are entirely unintentional, i assure you.
However, anyone that masters jewels is undeniably questionable in the sanity department.

♥♥♥ Another homine has found her true home, we are delighted to welcome our newest sister, the lovely and beautiful, Nerwane ♥♥♥

We are sisters. We will have no leader. We are not good girls - we are Lost Girls!

Spettra, Marichia, Lacuna, Marikka, Nerwane.