Fencer Archive
Thread: Sad sad day...
Well I am not sure what it is. Devs made a mistake making our class, reps don't communicate well, or we just don't have one for most of the time, Devs don't listen to suggestions, or all of the above, but I can't wait anymore to get us fixed.
I am running out of skill points, and I have been deleting everything else but my fencing skills hoping and praying for an improvement, but I think we are a lost cause, and it is sad.
I am going to be slowly deleting my fencer skills one by one, until I am empty of them, and moving them to pistoleer. The higher end planets have no use for fencers, and if you can't do dmg from a range, you die.
This fencer is hanging up his vibrating butter knife, and I hate to do it.![]()
Good luck in the fight to get fencers to a respectable class.
(R/L, plug your ears. can't have your head swelling. get back to you math and tables!)
we have the best correspondent, hands down. well, other professions might have one just as good, but none outclass ours.
also, the devs really do pay attention to us. our correspondent has confirmed this. but they have a big job and can't give every instaneous gratification. yes, i know we've been waiting a long time. that's the way it is with pistoleer too. you won't find fewer problems, you'll find different problems.
i'm not completely happy with the way things are right now, but i can still have lots of funm and i do.
i hope you can do that with pistoleer. in which case this won't be a sad day, but a beneficial transition. why don't you stick around the boards at least, and keep up on the fixes. who knows, you may want to come back.
good luck!
i also like to toss all my broken datapads, and vidscreens, and useless helmets at them as they run. it's like the force throw if they're not watching. then they think i'm a jedi, and wet themselves and submit.
yes, Altair fights like an angry girlfriend. sorry about your vase.
i'd hold a spraystick, or a broken lightsaber and threaten to Yoda their ass into the ground. i just need to find a swoop helm with the lining starched to imitate the ears.
i'm a force to be reckoned with until the reckoning comes.