Rats!
As everyone knows. PAS is a Trammy, care-bear guild.
We'd never do nothing like drink, go to Fel, or any other scary type thing.
Which is why this is not PAS in NJ Fel abiding in alcoholic beverages.
No alchol abuse by PAS!
That was just a figment of your imagination.
After NOT drinking a lot of booze, PAS sets off to the Stygian Abyss to do a mini-champ spawn.
It was Raconteurs night, but recent rl events have left me in a less than raconteur mood.
Our fearless leader opens a gate to Sin City (aka Luna) so that we can make our way to the Stygian Abyss.
Like the truly elitists we are, half of us get lost and end up on the wrong side of town.
Rats.
Eventually, we all make it to Ratsburg, Pop: Mucho Ratmen-Like Creatures and stuff.
I noticed that the Clan Ribbon Courtiers were very happy with us being there.
Otherwise they would not have ran out and greeted so wildly.
Happily for them we stayed to keep them company.
Being that care-bear type guild, it was our duty to stay with the lonely Clan Ribbon fellers and kill them.
I think death was better for them than that lonely existence they lived before PAS arrived.
Chalk up another good deed for us.
Vitavi ran out to enjoy our fellowship.
I think he's the mayor of Ratsburg.
We benelovently killed him too.
After playing with Clan Ribbon we visisted Clan Chitter in Ratsville and met Mayor Rakktavi,
and killed all of them too.
That left Clan Scratch and Mayor Tikitavi ayt New Rat City.
It would have been horribly cruel to leave these guys without their neighbors, so we killed 'em.
A fine and kindly nights work done, we patted ourselves fiercly upon the back and called it a night.
Job well done.
Vin