And the beat goes on...

[Bhryn Astairre]

:: watches Wizards crumble and collapse ::

Now that is ironic.

The first time in ages that Bhryn, Davon and Talon are in the same room. What happens? The chat system goes down, like a dead dead duck mid-flight... crashed and burned.

Thus is the power of Three.

Three friends...

Three parents...

And three sticks between us to beat the server up for always crashing when we meet IC...

We're sowwy!

 

[WizO_Adele]

Hmm, it's up for me.

 

[Bhryn Astairre]

I think it just wanted to kick us off out of spite...

 

[Galen]

Hmm, it's up for me.

Psst! Happy Birthday!