PVP: Nixoo

Not all PVP stories end bitterly or with triumphant ownage. Some end on a rather Hallmarky note. This is one.

It seems like all the best PVP happened to me in Desolace. (At the time, though, it didn't seem that great). I was running down one of the main roads when I come across one of my level 55 friends chasing down a half-dead 38 mage. I run up and start yelling at him about ganking, so he backs off and lets the mage run away. The mage knew I was responsible, I think, because he waved at me before he took off.

Later on I'm trying to kill an aged kodo when a vulture and a scorpid both add. I'm running out of mana and about to die when I see the mage from earlier run by, stop, and then approach. At this point I'm expecting him to kill me, thus rubbing in the fact that I saved his ass from my friend earlier. I see him start to cast a spell...

...he sheeps the vulture and then takes off again. Because of this, I live.

And that is why to this day I never gank without provocation.