inclemency wrote...
Very nice shot, Caladheil 
Zjarcal,
you're right...I had that happen to me through two different DeviantART
accounts although it took two years for him to figure out my second
account. I'm on my third now and I only upload silly experiments, not
real stuff anymore. He hasn't found me again, although we think he was
actually looking for my husband.
Thanks!

In my case I was getting perverse phone calls,
perverse letters, little 'presents' tucked under my windscreen wiper...
It was a tough time, and the police not being able to do anything. It
only stopped when I moved to another city, changed my phone number and
such. Up to this day I have a different name on my doorbell (but the
postman knows about it, thankfully^^). Talk about becoming paranoid...
KnightofPhoenix wrote...
Ooh la la
:wub:
Don't get too excited, for all you know the other half of my face resembles a toadstool more than anything else^^
As for executing Alistair. I did it once with my evil Bloodmage. I felt so rotten afterwards that I had to reload