A true story...
So there I was, probably level 10 at most, on Reidi_the_Unfettered, my new main (and the hero/villain of the Unicorn tracking story).
Reidi is no coward, so despite my relative inability I had been charging bull-headed into the din of the Battle server as if I were a lvl 34 2h legend.
With the sun going down, for the first time in my short career of suicide rushes, I managed my first kill. A mental picture would not suffice, so I took a screenshot of this historic moment.
Just then, from the east, I heard hoof-fall. "Cav," I grumbled, "come to lance the joy off my face." I was all alone and in the clear - helpless.
That's when I saw it; the Unicorn, riderless, pounding across the grass with all the grace of a whinnying yearling. It was coming at a hard clip; sure to trample me, I thought. But sure enough, before that horn came to bear, it only slowed to a pause, standing becalmed before my prize.
"He's come to celebrate this moment too," I thought. And I was glad, then. Glad I had taken after the creature. And glad I never ate it.
EDIT and Epilogue: I might have tried to mend the arrows in the poor steed's flank, but half a second after this screenshot was taken someone charged up behind me with a maul and bashed my head in. Pretty sure they killed the unicorn, too.
