A Bards Tale Epic skill

Story begins me and my white mage friend cueing up for leveling roulette. now have understand white mage friend was under geared for this dungeon. my white mage friend very nice gentle about things so she asked the tank please sir dont pull big its really stressful. dark knight refused to listen. after while I got tilted at brain dead tank said

now look here you brain dead tin can when healer asks you slow down. ya slow down. of course this upset the tank. from that point he refused tank for us for whole dungeon. other bard in dungeon didn't want kick him don't want kick him i said lets teach him lession he'll never forget

so we are like you know what screw this dude looked at other bard and other bard looked at me.. and we told white mage we got this. screw this guy. so we completed the whole dungeon. without a tank. showing nothing but pure skill in kiting using are kits to best of are abilities healing yourself with potions.

me the white mage another bard cleared whole dungeon. bosses too. whole time tank stood their crying bout how we being mean to him. this blayflox long-stop.

moral of this story is s don't feed the trolls . use actions to prove your words. swear these tanks these days all talk no trousers. thou trying 3 man alistar without a tank was quiet the challenge

that other bard i teamed with was something legendary thou i wasn't half bad myself. healer didn't have heal us all that much cause kiting monsters around like their nothing enough bring tear onces eye