So there I was this morning invading by the Garden bonfire, when I find myself in a Host world where the Host proceeds to summon help from a tank of a white phantom. Not wishing to shy away from a fight, I decide to take them both on in the area near the dead body that holds the first item drop in the area if you're coming from the direction of the Parish, and I wasn't doing too badly when I, being the undeniable dipstick that I am, then decided to do a less than graceful roll off the edge. Expecting nothing but death, you can imagine how pleasantly surprised I was to not only have survived the fall relatively intact but to then find myself with the clear upper-hand, as it soon became apparent to me that both the Host and the Phantom didn't have a Scooby as to what was going on.
So being a devious little Darkwraith I then made my way up to the Wolf Ring ledge, and from there proceeded to take pot-shots at both the Host and the Phantom with Poison Arrows from my +5 Lightening Compound bow.
Before long, both the Host and the Phantom cottoned on how to get to me, and that's when I rolled off the ledge back to the mainland so to speak. To my utter delight the Phantom tried to do likewise, but ended up mistiming the roll resulting in a death plummet to the area below, leaving the Host and myself roles reversed taking pot-shots at one-another once again.
Unfortunately, my luck run out a short while later, or rather my stupidity took over. Being way over-confident I foolishly forgot to keep an eye on my HP bar (in my defense I was very close to being late for work by that time), and even though the Host's was just as low as mine he/she beat me to the punch sending me back to my world with my forked tail firmly between my legs. :evil:
Admittedly it wasn't a complete success, but it was a lot of fun whilst it lasted!
So being a devious little Darkwraith I then made my way up to the Wolf Ring ledge, and from there proceeded to take pot-shots at both the Host and the Phantom with Poison Arrows from my +5 Lightening Compound bow.
Before long, both the Host and the Phantom cottoned on how to get to me, and that's when I rolled off the ledge back to the mainland so to speak. To my utter delight the Phantom tried to do likewise, but ended up mistiming the roll resulting in a death plummet to the area below, leaving the Host and myself roles reversed taking pot-shots at one-another once again.
Unfortunately, my luck run out a short while later, or rather my stupidity took over. Being way over-confident I foolishly forgot to keep an eye on my HP bar (in my defense I was very close to being late for work by that time), and even though the Host's was just as low as mine he/she beat me to the punch sending me back to my world with my forked tail firmly between my legs. :evil:
Admittedly it wasn't a complete success, but it was a lot of fun whilst it lasted!