The Little Sorcerer, By Ezio Auditore

ezio45

Once upon a time there was a Little Sorcerer. He lived his days happily in the land of Tamriel, killing and slaying members of the Covenant and pact. He did this only one on one however, for he knew that sorcerers were only able to 1vX potatoes and Stamblades. One fall day the Little Sorcerer was walking in the woods when he happened upon a large troll. Long had he heard of the great troll, Zos, for many of the local towns folk feared the troll. widespread were the rumors of how the troll had killed off the order of the templars who had ventured in the land of Morrowind, wielding a great powerful weapon known only as The Nerf Notes. The Little Sorcerer tried to run but his elven legs were no match for the troll. His stamina bar plummeted empty, as he was unable to outlast the beast. Zos took the Little Sorcerers magic shield from his hand, holding it far in the air above the little sorcerers head. The great troll, Zos, proclaimed that he intended to break the shield. The little sorcerer begged and pleaded with the troll. Without his magic shield he was not competitive in pvp and was defenseless. Before the last of his sentence left his mouth Zos broke the magic shield over his large troll knee cracking it in two. A Stamblade who had been watching quietly cloaked behind a bush accidentally revealed himself by letting out a chuckle at the little sorcerers woes. The troll walked off into the distance, through with the Little Sorcerer for he had nothing left to break. The Little Sorcerer picked the pieces of his shattered shield off the ground and held them close to his chest. From that day on he was an Angry Little Sorcerer, he retreated losing the battle back to his home.

Back in his home the Angry Little Sorcerer told his friends of the injustice the great troll, Zos, had done. He had their sympathy but alas they could do nothing to help. The Angry Little Sorcerer became fixated on his shield and in time one by one his friends grew tired of his cries. One day they had had enough, telling him to shut up about it. To them he did, but to the world he did not. The Angry Little Sorcerer traveled to the great city of The Web to speak in the theater there, a forum if you will. Long he sought out allies to aid him on his quest to slay the great beast there. Seeking to starve it of the crowns on which it fed. He did find allies but not enough to hinder the troll. Low and defeated the Angry Little Sorcerer once again retreated to his home.

There he sat, thinking of how there was nothing left for him in the land of Tamerial. He gathered what belongings he had and placed them into a pack. The Angry Little Sorcerer gathered the pieces of his broken shield and wrapped them lovingly in a clothe before placing the wrap into the pack too. The Angry Little Sorcerer had heard tales while in the city of the web of lush plains in a place called the wild west, know to a far off land called America. He placed his pack on his back and walked out the door to begin his long travel for new lands, hoping one day that he might yet mend his beloved shield and his heart too.

The End

Kadoin

ArchMikem

A three paragraph story about leaving is still a leaving thread, so inb4lock.

I wish there were more Sorcs like you in PvP, since you claim the class is hopeless now even though they STILL wreck house even after the oh so devastating nerf.

Oberstein

ezio45 wrote: »

Once upon a time there was a Little Sorcerer. He lived his days happily in the land of Tamriel, killing and slaying members of the Covenant and pact. He did this only one on one however, for he knew that sorcerers were only able to 1vX potatoes and Stamblades. One fall day the Little Sorcerer was walking in the woods when he happened upon a large troll. Long had he heard of the great troll, Zos, for many of the local towns folk feared the troll. widespread were the rumors of how the troll had killed off the order of the templars who had ventured in the land of Morrowind, wielding a great powerful weapon known only as The Nerf Notes. The Little Sorcerer tried to run but his elven legs were no match for the troll. His stamina bar plummeted empty, as he was unable to outlast the beast. Zos took the Little Sorcerers magic shield from his hand, holding it far in the air above the little sorcerers head. The great troll, Zos, proclaimed that he intended to break the shield. The little sorcerer begged and pleaded with the troll. Without his magic shield he was not competitive in pvp and was defenseless. Before the last of his sentence left his mouth Zos broke the magic shield over his large troll knee cracking it in two. A Stamblade who had been watching quietly cloaked behind a bush accidentally revealed himself by letting out a chuckle at the little sorcerers woes. The troll walked off into the distance, through with the Little Sorcerer for he had nothing left to break. The Little Sorcerer picked the pieces of his shattered shield off the ground and held them close to his chest. From that day on he was an Angry Little Sorcerer, he retreated losing the battle back to his home.

Back in his home the Angry Little Sorcerer told his friends of the injustice the great troll, Zos, had done. He had their sympathy but alas they could do nothing to help. The Angry Little Sorcerer became fixated on his shield and in time one by one his friends grew tired of his cries. One day they had had enough, telling him to shut up about it. To them he did, but to the world he did not. The Angry Little Sorcerer traveled to the great city of The Web to speak in the theater there, a forum if you will. Long he sought out allies to aid him on his quest to slay the great beast there. Seeking to starve it of the crowns on which it fed. He did find allies but not enough to hinder the troll. Low and defeated the Angry Little Sorcerer once again retreated to his home.

There he sat, thinking of how there was nothing left for him in the land of Tamerial. He gathered what belongings he had and placed them into a pack. The Angry Little Sorcerer gathered the pieces of his broken shield and wrapped them lovingly in a clothe before placing the wrap into the pack too. The Angry Little Sorcerer had heard tales while in the city of the web of lush plains in a place called the wild west, know to a far off land called America. He placed his pack on his back and walked out the door to begin his long travel for new lands, hoping one day that he might yet mend his beloved shield and his heart too.

The End

That's actually stupid story.

Shantu

Personally, I liked your story and empathize with your frustration. But I hope you weren't looking for sympathy from this crowd

Good luck on your travels.

ZonasArch

Another "didn't l2p so now I'm leaving" typical case. Ohh well. Have fun in life, random person.

Come back when you think your toon is op again, since it feels like that's the only way you can have fun, by being the op one. I hope you proverbial male-member grows bigger until then

Sheezabeast

If you spent as much time on your build as you did that pity party sob fest, then you would realize Sorc shields are not dead, but that you are a product of failing to evolve with an ever changing dynamic game.

Exalted_Goose

Commenting about class balance, this strikes me as a tad melodramatic. Granted, the recent nerfs have done nothing but harm mSorc, and I do owe the mSorc lobby an apology for calling for nerfs to Rune Cage back in its prime, only for ZOS to neuter it to the point of uselessness, but it's not as bad as some would have you believe.

Commenting about leaving the game, I think this is a real shame. While I don't think players should ever be forced to stop playing a class that they enjoy due to poor balancing eliminating its viability, (which I do not feel has happened to mSorc, but that's a debate for another thread), I also think that players must remain aware that there is so much beyond the bubble of their preferred class. There are 4 other classes; if ZOS isn't trolling/baiting, there's going to be a 5th alternative appearing soon. Each of these classes have their own strengths and weaknesses, their own playstyles, and carry with them an inherent new learning curve that could give the game such a new lease of life for the disgruntled class loyalist. And there's a real joy in making a new character, thinking of a backstory... of their traits, personality, their motives for fighting, etc. - you're denying yourself potentially finding a build/playstyle that you enjoy more than you ever did mSorc, and at the very least something new that can keep you occupied until mSorc once again is crowned King.

Focus on the positives, on what made you keep coming back. I highly doubt it was mSorc exclusively, and if it wasn't, then you can begin to explore alternative routes in different classes to find that thrill again.

Bekkael

If your name is Ezio Auditore, then it's clear that you are lost from your proper game. Perhaps your difficulty came from trying to force yourself into the wrong class? Ezio is an assassin, not a sorcerer, so to find happiness in ESO-land, you should reroll as a Nightblade.

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