I told her I need some recommendations and guidance. So she takes me down to level three Shame where I died about twenty times. To her credit she rezzed me each time and tried to keep me alive. But I also know each time I died horribly she probably was laughing her ass off and shaking her head in bewilderment. I was once pretty good at dancing with the devil spawn of UO, ...now I am fresh meat. Hell at one point even my own DOG killed me! Last night reminded me of when I first met Anne and the rest of the O*S, we hunted nightly, and I died horribly and continually until I finally figured out how to behave in a dungeon. But man it was fun to be back doing a dungeon crawl with Anne!