Mayong Mistmoore  

What I heard, Mayong is a part of a quest related to the Sleeper and cant be killed. Maybe he gives info about how to kill the sleeper if you ask him right questions.
It would make sense if he did do that, like gave a quest for some uber weapon that must be used in the fight with sleeper.
Maybe it takes only 1 person to slay sleeper, but the whole guild must help the "hero" to get the weapon. Whats what I think anyway. In all fairytales there is always a "hero" that challenges the dragon alone.

Dracas
-Troll Shadowknight of Innoruuk

looks like a SK, does he look like he sings to u?

In the old days the tower did not have a roof and the casters up in the tower would occasionally peak over the top and nuke the ^#$@ out of some poor unsuspecting dwarf cleric fighting familiars at the bottom of the ramp. Then Mayong stopped spawning and they put a roof on the tower and the sniper fire stopped.

I don't know who in the hell this guy is.. but by now I've gotta be like Public enemy #1. I been smacking around Drachnids in DL for a long time and I loose his faction everytime I kill one.

So this guy I know, said that heard from this one mercenary who heard from a mage who heard from this cleric...(the list goes on for about 15 minutes) that he knows of this kick-*** night club in Faydwer....well being the little party animal I am, I said hell yeah and I ported us off to Steamfont. When we got there, we got mobbed by about 20 leppers (that claimed to be gnomes, but they were just too pathetic and poor which is why they were bothering us to begin with) asking us for money, armor, food, SoW, or just about anything we could spare. I told if they didn't back away slowly and promtly run the other way, then I would tie them to a tree and Calefact their more tender parts of their bodies. They happily complied and practically left skid marks on the ground (and in their leggings). So we took off toward Lesser Faydark. By the time we got to the border of Lesser Fay, we decided to rest, it being only midday and most clubs dont even open till around the evenig anyway. We crossed the border in LF, and let me tell you, that place if just friggin miserable. First thing we see is this little brownie by the name of Pickle Undernuts, or something like that, yelling at us saying that if we didn't leave, he would continue to tuant us to the point of utter annoyance. Keeping to his word, he called all of our mothers nasty things I never knew existed, in positions I had never fathomed. Well being utterly annoyed, as he fortold earlier, my warrior friend that was with me promptly skewered Pickle on his Wurmslayer. Deciding that we needed to calm down a bit from the prior experience, we roasted the brownie over a fire and a few spices, a few foraged veggies with a fine Elven wine. Absolutely delish!! After we ate we headed for Mistmoore Castle. We almost got the when I notice a black shadow-like creature heading straight for us. As it got closer, I noticed it was a beautiful black horse! Well being the crazed druid I am, I walked up to meet it so i could pet it. I heard yelling from my group, but paying no attention I met the horse. She truly looked pissed! She reared around and kicked me about 10 feet in the air, about 50 feet back. Needless to say....I was pissed too. Before I got a chance to react, the wizard of my group decide he want to know what a horse looked like from the inside out. As the horse (I later found out that this was the corrupted steed, Equestrielle) charged for the wizard, he cast a truly wonderful spell....at point blank range. If you ever wondered what a horse looks looks like from the inside...use Ice Comet...it works well :) So after we finshed wiping blood and entrails and brains and what other unmentionables that happen to be inside a horse off ourselves, we finally got to Mistmoore Castle....this place was ROCKIN!! Little did I know that this was more a Gothic Club, I would have dressed a little different. As it were, because we didn't dress accordingly, it seemed to **** off the locals quite furiously. After beating down half the place, this guy shows up by the name of Mayong. Claimed he owned the place. He told us if we didn't leave imediately, there would be trouble. Well the Palidin of my group got the balls to call him a "Pale-assed Wimp" and told him to shove it bacause we were crashing this joint. Well Mayong didn't think too highly of that so he grabbed the knight by his finger, ripped it clean off his hand and shoved it in his ear. I was enthralled!! Everyone in the club was shouting for joy at this point since the bouncer/owner finally showed up. Mayhong grabbed the Wizard by his robes and gave him a tremendous wedgie!! Split him in half actually! He then turned to the warrior and said, "You're next!" Mayong wasted no time with the warrior. He just punched a hole straight through him, and on the other side of the warriors body, Mayhong was holding the man's still-beating heart in his hand! Well I decided that tis wasn't the kinda place for a girl like me. So I said "Mr. Mistmoore, sir. I promise I didn't come in with those people. I don't know these people, and I thank you for giving these jerks what they obviously deserved!" Then I kicked the dead Pally in the head just to look more convincing. "I will be on my way now. Sorry for the interruption!" I started to back out, when all the dark elves, and Mayhong himself, started laughing. I was confused and terrified and I was sure I was gonna die. Mayong said, "You're alright kid! Why don't you come and join us for some ale for a while?" Resolved that I wouldn't dare **** this guy off, I happily accepted. I hung out for about 3 or 4 hours, drinking merrily, eating heartlily, elating stories of past battles, and slyly removing Mayong's stray hand off my thigh more than once. After half the crew passed out, I decided it was time to leave. I bid everyone farewell and left. It really was a great place. I frequent the place often now. Mayong is a great guy, once you get past the whole bloddy fangs, kill kill kill, I am unbeatable, I ate your mom routine. He is just one of the guys now. If you want I can introduce you sometime. Send me a tell on Terris-Thule



Edited, Mon May 13 16:58:26 2002

aye, he is GM controled, once we killed him with one grp of lvl 55+ he was light blue to me, 56 sk
...we tried again, he owned us...so we got more grps, he was red to a lvl 60 and was a 7 min battle, so, he is very hard, but also can be very easy, beware :)

Whether Mayong is a bard or not, I'd have to say the guys got balls, and probably is a higher lvl then 53. And most likely, if he went head to head with the sleeper, he's probably undead, something along the lines of a necro. But, there's no class that is more well known for "staying alive" then the bard. Of course, this is entirely pointless, but it's also 9 in the morning and I haven't slept all night. ^_^ WOOT! Anywho, peace peep's.

I remember the days when Mayong was around, he used to spawn in the tower near the entrance and was guarded by about 5 level 45 casters if I remember correctly. If argoed he would wipe out the entire zone easily.

After he was removed for being too difficult an encounter, I heard he still DOES spawn, but only twice a year, he is/was run personally by Brad McQuaid, and he would spawn him on his two son's birthdays for a few hours.

He's a vampire, as in he prolly doesnt use regular necro spells - he prolly has Death touches, and huge AoE lifetaps and stuff of that sort.

sorry im new to the whole mistmoore thing.. whats the story behind him and this sleep?, and why would a gm run him? ive never heard talk about him before.. then again i just learned about mistmoore so that may be why.