And so the Spacemanspliff family has moved right into the Superlative Examplar guildhall.  Kelar is happily plumping cushions while Girlfat plays with the puppy.  When they’re not knocking off would-be kolosium champions, that is.

We’ve seen a batch of shiny old faces this week with the return of some much loved members.  A big welcome home party for Shovel-fail, Kaamra and Big-heart is planned for Friday at Otomai.  Bring your beach towels!

A shadow fell on me and I looked up to see Incognito and his girlfriend Tal.  They’d dressed formally for the occasion, new gobball sets still glowing from the cleaning they get before going to market stalls.  I lifted an eyebrow and they gave me the fish eye.  We’d got off to a good start.  The pair would make a great team .. Iop and Eniripsa.  I stood, shook their hands and gave them a welcome before sending them off to dirty up their new finery.

A cough behind me alerted me to Crit-Pants, the cra who’s also Kilntyme’s son.  Fast to chat up the ladies, he’d be equally fast on the battlefield, I could tell.  I gave him a look at my eyebrow too.  He returned the sally with a boyish grin.

Just then, Teac wandered over and punched Crit-pants in the shoulder.  ”Leave the dazzle for the ladies down in  Brakmar’s red light district,” he directed around a pretty large grin of his own.  He reached over to shake my hand and I noticed the tattoo on his forearm.  I  pointed at it with my chin.  ”There a story to tell about that?” I asked.  ”Just a club” he responded, but I knew I’d seen the mark before.  I’d get the story out of him over Bwork beers some night.

We had a few reasons to hoist a tankard lately … Erfoc marked level 150 and LuckyBaub hit 100.  We’d found Baub wandering, dazed and confused, in the Incarnum daisy fields one night and welcomed him back in to the guild.  His memory is slowly returning, but he does seem to spend a lot of time searching for ghosts, so perhaps professional help is in order.

Another old friend, El-Queyle, stumbled across me one night at the Amakna town zaap while he was on his way to the kolosium.  B movie script plot right there, folks.  Don’t thank me, you can’t make this shit up.  Said B movie would very likely star a sram, dontcha think?.  EQ becomes the only skeletal member in the SE closet.  Not to say that EQ is in the closet, but that could certainly be an added twist for the B movie.  *runs off to jot down possible scenarios*

And that’s our coffee break!  Stay tuned next time as we track down old Joint Task Force members.

And yet, lazing away the afternoon wasn’t on my agenda today.   My kit sat on a chair as I perused the paper, waiting for the local taxi to trundle up.  I’d packed the night before and had read up on the new mission.  If I was a betting person, I’d bank on bloodshed being spilled before night’s end.  Despite this being a select, highly-trained and adaptable crew .. shit could get real.  Skeunk wasn’t famous for giving away over his dofuses like so many hotel lotions.  Polite wasn’t a concept that he knew, although legend said he could occasionally be generous to those who bested him.  We were about to make the attempt.   God have mercy on our souls.

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This week saw ShadowDancer make an appearance and the return of Ferrahballah who was excitedly dashing around investigating old haunts.  We said a fond farewell to Sunburn who returns to school and promises to visit our forums.  Give her some stuff to visit.  Let’s see some action on the boards!

Congratulations are in order for two of our members, Fish-Stick and Oralind.   Fishie and Ora have reached the 150 mile marker.  Sooo … time to hand over the keys to the executive washroom, Intuo.

In other news, we’ve dungeoned with Intuo and Wikeon this week and  Hailwing dropped by to bestow gifts on various folks.  Both myself and Fish-stick have acquired full Soft Oak sets with the help of many generous guild members.   Blocking Oralind’s shot has been elevated to a guild sport, Peique continues to menace the denizens of Kwismas Taiga and Fish-stick has been elevated to Proctector status.

Muha began introductions, blushed as Cryptical leaned over to whisper in her ear, but continued on …

Cryptical wasn’t sporting the usual poker face for a cool cat.   At 192, he looks to be a fierce opponent with the tip of one ear broken and displaying a motley assortment of scars, yet his eyes gave him away, fairly glowing as he followed Muha’s every move.

KilnTyme, Cryptical’s brother, unslung his quiver of arrows and hung them up on a peg beside the door for easy access on the way out.  There looked to be some special arrowheads poking out of the leather case .. our level 162 cra will bear close watching.

Hellz-Wolfe‘s battered quiver went up beside it, looking much rougher.  He winked at us, asked if there was a bwork beer handy, slung a leg over a kitchen chair and took a long draw from the mug before checking around to see if he knew any of us from his kollosium exploits.

-TheNox- paused in the doorway, a bit uncertain of the welcome in a roomful of white wings.  Wikeon’s eye lit up, however; having a new brother of the red order will mean a lot, and the two of them were quickly chatting happily about inns and brothels of Brakmar.  Closing in on the end levels in the game, TheNox is a friendly sort of fellow, willing to lend a hand wherever, especially if it involves a Brakmarian brothel.

Pharos was almost easy to overlook in the crowd of tall folk.  A quiet type .. unusual for the highly exuberant eneripsa race, our 112 healer looks like he’s seen a few hard roads.  He’s recently returned, like myself, from a long, lonnnnnnnnnnnng Dofus vacation.  Having discovered the icelands of Frigost, we’ll be sure to find him there hunting down bounties.  Mastoslob, watch your back.

Makster grinned at us and when he spoke, the venerable enutrof had a Texas twang.   Quick with wit, Makster describes himself as “older than dirt.”  Our crazy Makster has been promised riches and nubile women for joining the guild.  By Crayon, who looks to be making a return, if only he can find his password.  I’ll bet he wrote it on a wall someplace and someone came along behind him to clean up.

And finally, there’s me, Oralind.  Some of you will may remember me from the beginning of the guild.  I arrived just after our first GM left to play Guild Wars, when the legendary Gloves, Kyek, Selesa, dWeeblet were still here.   In my five-year absence, I’ve forgotten a LOT of things, so I’ll ask your patience in answering questions that every level 35 toon knows.  For those that don’t know me, I speak Canadian with a  British  Columbian accent.

If you weren’t in the guildhall when introductions were made, please give all our newcomers a warm SE welcome!

Hence I think the time cannot be anymore appropriate to announce new governors. We have discussed suggestions made by each governor, and chose what we thought were the best to fill this role. It’s been a hard selection. But we believe we’ve made the best one, and we can only hope you may support us on this. Without much ado, we proudly announce our three newest governors:

Bigheart!

For her benevolent compassion to care recruitment

Hail!

For his thoughtfulness and enthusiasm to lead people

And last but definitely not least,

Peique!

For his kindness and omnipresence to refer to

Let’s give a round of applause, a huge congratulations to all three!

Let us introduce three of our new Recruitment Officers, big-heart, El-Queyle, and WorshipMe. Congratulations on your promotion guys, let those recruits keep on coming!

Smashing her way to 150 Alhia has made her way to the big SEED family. And her hammer smash I think most SE’ers can attest – oh the sensation of getting smacked on the head with pain. Err healing, with Hammer Ican. But you now have hands on the epic Hammer Sheys! Show those critters the skill you’ve got from practising.

Congrats on SEED Alh!

Congratulations to the big level 150 mark Thy! Your full class set is available to you now for some more haxage.

Let’s give a round of applause to blaow for attaining Protector! Congratulations for surviving through SEISMIC (Superlative Exemplar Initiation…. okay, I’ll stop with these lame acronyms) – a test of courage, knowledge, virtue and faith that all pre-SE’ers must endure to reach true status of the Finest Example.

Ahem, old SE’ers down the back row, stop giggling. Just because we don’t really have it is no reason to rain on the speech.

Anyhow congrats again blaow. You mark our 10th Enutrof in SE! It’s no lie we love Enutrof’s and who wouldn’t! With their wild olden day stories and there uncanny ability to find treasure it’s a win-win in our eyes!