You know how many times I stuck around watching you to try and be there when you died off? I shoulda just dropped that barge on you.

Really quite under the radar for the first few hundred hours. I sort of noted you as a guy that seemed to have your head on, but otherwise you weren't one of my kids so I mostly left you to your own devices. Then I noticed Destuvius' praise, and figured I should keep a closer eye.

When Torzen vanished, you stepped right in and took charge, and I had been considering swapping your two positions when he pulled the trigger and deleted. Given your age & con, and your longevity over the more recent crop of ragers, I figured you deserved your shot at the position.

Overall, the only two complaints I can level your way were that you never stuck me as exceptionally evil...but that's often a sacrifice of roleplay for the sake of everyone's gameplay fun, and it's hard to do both well. Secondly, holy hell did you take forever picking a Drillmaster. I was sorely tempted to either pick one for you, or tell you never mind and let you run solo 'til the Rites.

Short version: Well done.

PS. I won the bet, and I didn't even have to cheat, Llathe!