Most of you in the kinship know that Shawn and I go way back, we’ve followed each other through 3 kinships over the years and some may have heard of the Shawn in a barrell incident.

I got a message from her that I needed to get my butt to Ost Cyrn in the Lone Lands. I restrung my bow, grabbed my quiver and ported, ready to take of a horde of ravening orcs. However, what I met was this sight, Shawnerose stuck in a barrel of flesh! I don’t even remember how we got her out – she might have just logged as I pissed myself laughing, but at least I got a photo for the memory!