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PeeyoNiba

Mon Nov 10, 2003 9:07 pm

I am Ackaw Ackarak of the Valcyn server, and for two months I have provided Theed with clothing. At approximately 5 PM MST, I achieved Master status! I am particularly proud, because in my 4+ months of playing SWG, I have never fully mastered a profession.

I'm proud to wear this title.

He knew he was as good as gone, but gone was somewhere he really didn't mind going to.
Since his shuttle had crashed, many years had passed, and the pictures of his loved ones that he drew on the walls of the cave
had finally faded.
He put out his smoke, proceeded towards the lake, repeating to himself,
everything beautiful is far away.

Grandaddy - Everything Beautiful is Far Away

Mystyrys

Mon Nov 10, 2003 9:51 pm

#2

Congratulations! Let the good times begin! I've had a lot more fun now I can always say, "Yes, I can make that in that color."

AFK is not OK
Clicky - AFKers are disruptive to my Gameplay - Clicky
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Qitu &Tabu
Tailor &Entertainer
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*May your future endeavors prove to be
interesting and rewarding experiences that
fulfill your dreams and enrich your life.*

Dite

Mon Nov 10, 2003 10:04 pm

#3

Congratulation Ackaw!

I remember seeing a few of your items on the Theed bazaar when I make a run out there and happy to see you join the ranks of Master Tailor.

A-Ti Lesnas
Master Tailor
Valcyn Server
SWGTailor

FOO007

Tue Nov 11, 2003 10:39 am

#4

Nice! Hi-five, bub!

Now quick: make an AFK message that says you're not taking orders and to email you instead of sending tells!

PeeyoNiba

Tue Nov 11, 2003 5:57 pm

#5

FOO007 wrote:

Nice! Hi-five, bub!

Now quick: make an AFK message that says you're not taking orders and to email you instead of sending tells!

I like that idea already!

Thanks for posting, everyone

He knew he was as good as gone, but gone was somewhere he really didn't mind going to.
Since his shuttle had crashed, many years had passed, and the pictures of his loved ones that he drew on the walls of the cave
had finally faded.
He put out his smoke, proceeded towards the lake, repeating to himself,
everything beautiful is far away.

Grandaddy - Everything Beautiful is Far Away

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