Killing the Hulk: How I Overcame the Rage

In the past, I've been known as a bit of a rager when it came to competitive games.  A "bit of a rager" is actually an understatement.  I've had to replaced my mouse three times.  I've had to put the keys back on my keyboard five or six times until finally buying another one because I broke it in half.  Once, I've had to replace a monitor.  Twice I've put my fist through my door and once through my wall.  I broke my favorite tobacco pipe (which wasn't cheap) and my ash tray.  I've kicked things.  I've hit things.  I've screamed.  I ended some friendships.  I even kicked my cousin out of my house for killing me in Gears of War!  Yes... I really did.

In the recent months, I've began actively analyzing why I get mad and rage over a stupid game.  I've noticed several things and began dealing with them.  Most of my reasons actually had nothing to do with the games themselves.  They've all been about me and my attitude.

Here were some of my reasons for raging and what I've done to remedy them.

1. I accepted the fact that I wasn't as good as I thought I was.

This was the first step in dealing with my rage issues.  By acknowledging that I was not perfect and that I did in fact make mistakes, I accepted the fact that I could get better and that there were things that I could improve on. 

This was harder to swallow than it should have been.  I've been a bit of a narcissist in the past about my gaming.  I've always had a lame excuse or someone to blame.  This reinforced my narcissistic attitude even more.  I've made the statement that "If I had a team that only consisted of clones of me, then I would rarely, if ever, lose." I was so naive.  So dumb.  I suffered severely from the Dunning-Kruger Effect.

Due to this attitude, I ignored advice from my friends and other players, even those rated higher than me.  I would watch my replays but only games that I performed well in and actually won.  I physically felt dread in the pit of my stomach when I thought about watching a replay of a game that I lost.  Looking back now, I see that it was the fear of seeing myself make a mistake.  The fear of learning that I was not the perfect player.  The fear of the realization that the self-image I had of myself was wrong.  This had nothing to do with the game but was all about my inflated ego and my incapability of accepting my shortcomings and faults.

 Once I realized that I was not the perfect player, I began realizing other things:

1. The "noob" on my team who didn't land his stun wasn't the one to blame for the enemy getting away with 1 hp left.  I had missed a skill shot 6 or 7 seconds earlier.  Had I landed it, the enemy would have died without need of the final CC.  My bad play put my teammate in a situation where he had to land a clutch CC in order to secure the kill.  I was to blame.

2. The "dumb ass top lane duo" that picked two characters with no synergy and lost the lane weren't the only ones to blame.  I was dominating mid but never roamed up to gank for them or help them counter-push.  Instead, I flammed them and started a fight.  I was too busy calling them names to help stop the enemy team from winning.

3. The "retard" who didn't call a MIA or ping for danger when his lane opponent left to gank didn't get me killed.  My lack of map awareness and wards resulted in my death.  Had I only been paying attention, I wouldn't have died.

4. The "fucktard" who was not with the team resulting in us losing a teamfight was not to blame.  It was my fault for initiating a teamfight without all of my teammates there.  I knew he was farming the jungle but I went in anyway.

5. The " skill-less scrub" that killed me 1v1 didn't kill me because his character was overpowered.  He killed me because I failed to realize that my character's current level of power wasn't enough to overpower his.  I miscalculated the outcome of the battle which resulted in my own death.  I shouldn't have fought him.  I should have retreated.

It's funny.  When I stopped being full of myself and began noticing that I was just as bad as the rest of my team, I got a lot less angry.  I noticed that they view me in the same light that I view them.  I was just as much of a noob.  I made many of the same mistakes.  I even made some that they didn't.

The fact of the matter is everyone misses skill shots.  Everyone loses lane from time to time.  Everyone makes miscalculations.  Everyone makes mistakes.  Everyone loses games.  It's no big deal.  I just had to accept the fact that no one is perfect, including myself.


2. I had to learn that it is perfectly normal to lose games.

MMR systems are designed to pit you with/against players of equal skill.  Due to this fact, everyone will win and lose around the same percentage of games.  Everyone should fluctuate within the Standard Deviation of 50% when it comes to wins and losses.  Half of the games are wins, half of them losses.  This was a fact that I knew but didn't really understand.  I mean, I understood it but I didn't really think about it.  For every game I win, I will lose one. Guaranteed.

This is was a huge eye opener to me.  In a perfect world, I would win one, lose one.  This didn't mean I was a bad player.  It's just how the system was setup.   It's how the game works.

As I corrected small mistakes that I made in my play, I would gain a percentage or two in win percentage until my MMR rose to pit me against better players.  This would result in my win percentage going back down to 50% again.  Should I correct another mistake, I would find the scenario repeat itself.  The bigger the mistake I corrected, the higher my MMR would go.

I couldn't win every game even though I wanted to.  At any point, I could find myself in the midst of the biggest winning or losing streak that I had ever experienced in my life.  I couldn't control that.  All I could control was my actions inside of each of the games that I was involved in.

 Eventually, I would find myself at an MMR that produces a 50/50 win ratio for me.  That place will be where I am supposed to be until I either get better or get worse.  Once I understood this, the outcome of a single game no longer mattered.  I would get to where I deserved to be despite winning or losing.

3. I had to accept the things that I could not change.

Accepting that I really had no control over my overall win/loss ratio, I began to think of other things I couldn't control.  I couldn't control who I was teamed with or against.  I couldn't control their characters or what they did with them.  I couldn't control the fact that some heroes were "OP" or some items in the shop were broken.  All I could control was what I did with my character and the items I bought or talents I chose.

There was no point in getting angry over any of the things I couldn't control simply because being angry affected what I could control.  It would cause me to go on tilt.  By getting emotional over things I couldn't control, I would make poor decisions in the things that I could.  These poor decisions were the mistakes that I was focusing on not making.

I stopped caring about what the rest of my team did to a degree.  I started playing to the best of my ability and tried to work with  my team's decisions in order to produce the best result possible.

4. I had to stop focusing on the results.

Once I realized that all I could control was my actions ingame, my focus changed from trying to win games to trying to make no mistakes.  It almost sounds counter-productive.  In order to win, I have to stop focusing on winning.  That focus on winning however was what was stopping me from winning.  It was too short-sighted.

I approached each game as if it was the final match at DreamHack.  That is was the completely wrong attitude though.  I changed my focus to not making any mistakes.  Regardless of the outcome, I win if I don't make a mistake or find a mistake that I do make.  The outcome of 1 game will not affect my MMR very much.  Correcting a mistake would definitely increase it in the long run though.

That was the secret.  Instead of my attention being focused on the immediate results, I began looking ahead and playing for the long haul.  By playing for the future, I've emotionally detached myself from the immediate results of winning and losing.  I've began correcting things that I do routinely that affect me over the course of many games.  Since I no longer care about winning or losing, I don't really have a reason to be mad anymore.

I'm confident given enough time using this new attitude that I will obtain significantly higher MMR than I was previously capable of.  I can already tell a difference in my decision making as well as overall emotional state while gaming.  I can honestly say I have not raged since adopting this mindset.

My Profits, My Farewell

In my previous post, I wrote about my Bass Pro Shop.  This post will give a breakdown of what I have done to increase my wealth since that day.  This post is not made to brag.  I'm actually posting it as a means to show the community where my money has came from and reveal my markets.

I've been asked on Reddit a few times how much I am worth now.  I will be honest.  I don't really know.  I've come a very long way since the days of my Bass Pro Shop.  I don't know how wealthy I am compared to the rest of the server though.  It would be very interesting to find out. 

Today I own two thatched farm houses, nine 16x plots and four private workstations in the Northwestern corner of Sanddeep.  I also own a 16x plot that I use as a depot in Halcyona.  All of my land, except my depot, are used for Aged Cheese Larders.

I make around 233 gold a day in profit (52% margin) from the cheese larders on my land.  This gives me a monthly profit of around 7000 gold (13,300g total revenue).  This value would be higher but with the recent spike in labor prices, I've not found anything profitable to grow in the center of the 16x farms amidst the Cheese Larders.  Normally, I would look to grow Azaleas and Narcissus as they are used in my gold making and they sell reasonably well on the auction house.

I am currently 40k+ in Carpentry.  I have leveled it up profitably (which is why it is taking longer than normal to cap).  On an average day, I sell 8-10 Regal Crafting Tables.  Regal Alchemy, Regal Cooking, Regal Anvil, Regal Handicraft and Regal Plate Forum.  Each of these tables make 8-15g profit and use basically the same materials.  Archeum Ingots, Silver Ingots, Gold Ingots, Sturdy Ingots and the respective Design.  On top of that, I sell Monarch's Spacious Beds.  I usually sell 4-6 of these a day with a mark-up of around 6 gold.  I would average my daily Carpentry profits to be around 103.5 gold from Regals and another 30 gold from Spacious Beds.  This will bring me to about 133.5 gold profit a day from carpentry. This comes to 4005 gold a month from Carpentry profits.

Due to the Regal Tables using ingots, I've branched into the Sturdy Ingot market as well.  I usually make around 1.5 gold profit per ingot sold.  (This value was much higher during the first days of the welfare give-a-way of TS trees.  Sturdy Ingots were profiting up to 6 gold each.)  I average about 10-15 Sturdy Sells a day.  I would estimate my profits to 18.75 gold a day or 562.5 gold a month.

Sturdy Ingots also brought my attention to the Opaque Polish Market as it is required to make the Sturdy Ingots.  This isn't the most profitable market as I usually made around 60 silver per polish.  I mainly just sell off the extra polishes left over from making the ingots.  I sell around 15 of them a week.  That's 9 gold profit a week and 36 gold profit a month.

I also flip items on the auction house.  I use my "benny to singles" method where I buy 100 stacks and relist for triple the price in singles.  Using this strategy, I've sold tax certs for 3 gold each after purchasing them for 80 silver.  Fusion Alembics that I purchased at 1.9 gold each, I've flipped for 5 gold.  A smaller, less profitable market is the Gilda Dust market.  These have been cheap, 20 silver each, but sold for 60 silver.  Sales vary but I would guesstimate that I make around 30-40 gold a day in profit off flipping these items.  If we average this to 35 gold, that will bring my monthly profits to 1050 gold.

These have been my main sources of profit since the Bass Pro Shop.  When I add up all of my primary ways to make money, it looks like this

Daily Profit: 233+133.5+18.75+1.2+35= 421.45 gold

Monthly Profit: 7000+4005+562.5+36+1050= 12,653.5 gold

 *These figures take into account land taxes, auction fees, materials, labor, eco fuel and payroll to help haul larders.

 ** 12,653.5 gold a month is enough to patron 42 accounts at 150g per Apex.

As I have acquired more capital, I have invested it into Apex.  Apex has steadily been gaining value since release.  During the spikes from Trion's interference in the economy, I have typically liquidated my entire stock and rebought once prices return to normal.  I do the same thing with Worker Compensation potions.  This usually brings a 25-30% return on Apex and Worker Pots. 

I take almost all of my profits and reinvest into my ventures.  Often this simply means buying more land to increase my larder production.  I've always tried to keep my gold growing and making me more gold.  It is how I have grown as quickly as I have.

As I stated earlier, I do not write this to brag.  I write this to tip off other would be marketeers of the profitability of the items I have listed.  I do this because I will no longer be participating in those markets.

After much consideration, I have decided to quit Archeage.  I have had a lot of fun in the game but due to the terrible decision making and overall management by XL and Trion I cannot support them any longer.

I wish everyone the best of luck and the greatest adventures in Archeage.  It has been a pleasure gaming with you all.  I hope for your sake that Trion/XL turn it all around.  I seriously doubt it but only time will tell.

I personally am considering a career as a starship pilot in a place called New Eden.  Maybe I can blog about that some day.

Farewell my friends.

Ala

How I opened a Bass Pro Shop in Archeage

How It Started 

One day a little bug sneezed and ultimately it made me want to be a Day Trader.  Day Traders, aka Flippers, buy items on the auction house and then relist them for a higher value to turn a profit.  I didn't have much gold but I figured I could start small and work my way up.

I started out with around 50 gold.  It wasn't a lot to a lot of people but it was over half what I had at the time.  I planned to invest my 50 gold into anything that could turn a quick profit.   I went to the auction house and started looking around for an opportunity.  

It became very apparent rather quickly that I had no idea what I was looking at, what I was looking for, or what I was even doing.  I didn't know where any of the items came from.  I didn't know what they were used for.  I certainly didn't have a clue as to what they were worth.  I was completely lost.  Once I was confused enough, I said "Fuck it", shut the auction house and went to level my fishing proficiency. 

I had read on the forums that sport fishing was extremely lucrative so I wanted to be a fisherman.  I bought a Wrapped Bamboo Rod and some bait worms and off I went.  I was going to be a rich fisherman one day.  Needless to say, I almost went broke buying worms loooong before I could sport fish profitably.

I was spending way more on worms than my fish were bringing in.  My need for worms finally got me to the point that I couldn't afford to buy another Bamboo Fishing Pole.  Seriously... worms are like crack to a lowbie fisherman.  You cannot get enough of them.  You will do very immoral things for more of them.

So there I was,  I needed more gold to buy a fishing pole so I could level my fishing high enough to sport fish and make some gold.  It was quite the predicament.  Without gold I couldn't make more gold.  I needed rod gold to make worm gold to make more rod/worm gold but couldn't make the damn rod gold to even get started.  What... The... Fuck... I gave up and went questing...

I quested for a few hours and made a few gold that way.  It was dreadfully boring though so thought perhaps I could afford another rod now with the gold I had just earned.

It wasn't enough.  I could sell my worms and buy one but then I would have a rod with no bait, which is just as bad as bait with no rod.  Not having gold was a terrible predicament to be in.

The Epiphany

At that moment, I had an epiphany: "If I craft the rod, it should be cheaper than buying one."  I opened the folio, looked up the Bamboo Rod and wrote down all of the materials required to make it.  I price checked each of them and what do ya know, I could actually afford to craft one. 

I bought all of the materials and crafted my rod.  Off I went, set on going fishing.  About half way to the dock I had an idea. "If I sell this rod I could make a couple of gold profit from the sale.   I could then use that gold to make another one to sell.  If I sell it too, I can use the profit from both sales to make two rods.  I could then sell one and use the other one for me!"  If I kept doing this, I could basically get my rods for free and maybe pay for my worms too!

I made the rod.  Sold it almost instantly.  I made more rods which also sold very quickly.  Needless to say, 20 or 30 Bamboo Rod sales later I had no interest in sport fishing.  I had found my calling.  I was going to open a Bass Pro Shop.  

My Bass Pro Shop 

I started selling Hooks, String, Reels and Rods.  I was even flipping worms that I had picked up cheaply.  Anything that I could craft that was fishing related I made and sold.  Why?  It was the only thing in the game that I had any bit of knowledge about.  I exploited that little bit of knowledge to make a profit.  I had found my niche!

I started to learn the markets.  I started learning what sold and what didn't.   What was profitable and what wasn't.  Since I was crafting all of the components myself, I was also starting to learn what the base materials sold for as I bought them off the auction house.  This allowed me to stock up on materials that I found to be cheap (using bids or low priced buyouts) which in turn gave me more profit on my crafted items.

I also noticed something really strange with pricing quantities.  If I buy a 100 stack of something, I can get it at a cheaper unit price than if I only buy 5 or 10.  This lead to me buying my materials in bulk, which lowered my costs and allowed me to keep up with the now lowering sell price of my crafted items.

A side effect though was that I was ending up with more materials than I really needed.  As a result, I would break these extra materials into 10 stacks (dimes), 5 stacks (nickels) and 1 stacks (singles) .  Next I would relist them for higher than I bought them for in the 100 stack (a benny)*.  This process, called "Vertical Integration", allowed me to not only profit from my crafted items but their base materials as well.  It also gave me an edge against my competition.

   
* I could buy Bamboo Stalks at the time for 9 silver each in a benny.  If I sold those same 100 bamboo stalks in nickels, I could sell them around 18 silver each.  Singles could sell for as much as 25 silver each.

Now I was profiting not only from my fishing gear but also the materials required to craft them (known as the "Sub-Market" or just "Subs").  This gave me a VERY firm grasp of the Bamboo Fishing Pole market.  It also allowed me to predict price increases/decreases of items that I sold.  Since I was invested into the subs of my primary markets, I could craft cheaper (using profits from the sub sales to offset my expenses) and thus sell cheaper than other merchants.  This lead to lower profit margins but a higher turnover volume, increasing my profits.

I ran my Bass Pro Shop for about a month using my profit to invest into more profitable ventures.  Once my auction slots filled with higher profiting items, I stopped trading in the lower profit ones.  I finally closed my Bass Pro Shop altogether when I sold my last Bamboo Rod.

That was my first business venture in Archeage.  It's how I got seed gold I needed to actually get started in the Apex and Workman's Compensation markets.  Since then, I've grown my net worth rather quickly.  I've began crafting more expensive items, as well as, trading in their respective sub-markets.  My dream of finally becoming a day trader came to pass.  I trade in several different markets, as well as, flip occasional items that I find in /faction chat.  While I'm no where near being rich ingame, I would consider  myself very successful.

I owe it all to that Bass Pro Shop.  The lessons it taught me were invaluable in my continued success.

And to think, it all started because a little bug went achoo!

The Dark Lord's Accursed Trade Pack from Hell

I was out doing some pearl diving around an unmarked island when I saw a white object in the distance.  It had a strange glow about it.  I knew immediately it wasn't a clam.  I looked closer to try and figure out what it could be.  It was then I felt this growing urge to swim toward it.  I had to know what it was.  Closer and closer I swam until I was right on top of it.  It turned out to be a Solzreed Dried Food Trade Pack.

Yeah, that's right... a dried food pack... just sitting there... at the bottom of the ocean.  I know... it's a bit ironic.  I was excited though.  This find was worth almost 40 pearls at market value.  I thought that this was my lucky day.  What I didn't know was this accursed pack was already weaving its dark magic around my very soul!

I wish I had left it on the ocean's floor.  I wish that I had stayed home that day.  Fate intervened though.  It was my destiny to rid the server of Naima of this evil.

I summoned my donkey, removed my rebreather and put on the trade pack.  After mounting my donkey (in the good way), I made a beeline for the surface of the water.  It was deep though.  Reeeeaaaally deep.  I almost drowned before breaking the surface.  This I would learn, would be a warning of what was to come with this wretched pack in my life.

I boarded my clipper and set off for Sanddeep harbor.  I was thinking "Turn this thing in, make some gold and go back out diving.  Simple as that."  It had other plans however. 

Just as I am about to dock at the harbor, I see four or five gliders coming towards my boat.  The gliders were accompanied by people with red names.  Big...Mean looking people. 

I swallowed hard.  I already knew who they were and what they wanted.  They were Jehovah's Witnesses and they wanted to tell me about Jesus.

I didn't know what to do.  They were boarding me.  Jehovah's Witnesses are supposed to knock first.  At least when they come to my house they knock.  This must be a new sect of Jehovah's Witness that don't knock.  They just come in and start handing out copies of "The Watchtower".  I closed my eyes and waited for the inevitable "We would like to read to you a scripture from the book of...".

They didn't read anything though.  They just killed me.  Apparently the evil magic of the Trade Pack had infected their souls and turned them evil!  They were now agents of the Dark Lord who were trying to reclaim his one and only trade pack of doom!

I respawned in Sanddeep.  You know the place.  That super high mountain that has the quest where you get shot up by a cannon in a bubble and forget your glider isn't equipped so you fall 500 feet to your death?  Yeah, that place.

I buffed up, looked at my map, and saw the green diamond of my ship starting to move.  I immediately got nervous.  Apparently these possessed religious fanatics were going all GTA with my boat!  What could the Dark Lord possibly need with my clipper!?

The "Sparrow"(my clipper) was sailing south along the shoreline.  I couldn't imagine where they would be going with it.   Perhaps they had broken the bonds of the Trade Pack and they were going to use the "Sparrow" as a platform for their religious indoctrination of other players in Southern Sanddeep.  That however is probably worse than the Dark Lord's intentions.  I hoped with all my heart that they were still possessed.

I dove from the mountain top and hopped instantly onto my glider.  I flew as fast as I could down the shore line to the south all the while keeping an eye on that little green diamond on my map.

Suddenly, the diamond stopped.  What luck... I can catch up now!  As I glided lower, I saw the "Sparrow" parked at a dock.  What I saw next though made my blood run cold...

Apparently they were still under the Dark Lord's command as they were attempting to sacrifice my precious "Sparrow" to the Kraken!   Whew... I was so scared that they were going to start going door to door and reading scriptures.  Sanddeep was already at Crisis Level 5.  They would have surely started a war with their religious zealotry.  The Dark Lord saved us from the Crusades!

Fortunately, the Kraken diverted its attention to the people on the dock after only hitting the "Sparrow" a couple of times.  I landed my glider on the deck, mounted the wheel (in the good way again, although the bad way did cross my mind) and started backing away.  Once I was clear of the flailing tentacles, I despawned the boat and took to the air again.

Now that the "Sparrow" was safe, I had to do something about these Murderous, GTAing, Boat Sacrificing, Possessed Jehovah's Witnesses.  They must be stopped. 

When I made it back to the harbor, I saw the possessed zealots on boats by the dock.  I immediately stealthed and watched them while floating in the water.  There were more of them now but some of them were beginning to sail away.  I waited for them to sail off and then used my glider to get back up on dry land. 

I ran over to the docks.  It was there that I saw it... one of the them was wearing the Dark Lord's accursed trade pack.  My pack!  My... precious...  He was acting strange though and he had some little twerpy-looking gimp-in-training as a minion.

It was then that I noticed, he was going to give the pack to his little gimp to carry for him.  My brain went wild.  "OMG!!!! This is my opportunity.  I will take the pack when they make the exchange.  Then I just have to get to the guards.  How am I going to get to the guards with two of the Dark Lord's possessed servants after me though?  I'm so dead....Fuck it.  Time to man up.  I can do this.  I'm the terror that flaps in the night.... I'm Batman."

With my new found confidence, I moved towards them in stealth.  Just as I predicted, they dropped the pack but the exchange was already made before I was in range.  My bat hardon went down fast as I came out of stealth.... that is.... until the zealot aggressed me and the neutral guards were like "I don't think so".  Bam Bam... gimp's master is dead.  Just one little twerpy looking gimp between me and saving the world from the Dark Lord's evil plot.

WWBD came to mind at this point.  "What Would Batman Do?"  Psychology!  I started being annoying as hell.  Body blocking the guy from walking, jumping around him, doing what I could to slow him down.  Well.....to make a long story short, it worked.  Apparently he thought that the neutral guards would overlook a twerpy possessed Jehovah's Witness gimp that was assaulting the Batman cause he hit me.

"Wrong move you twerpy possessed gimp".  The guards killed him in 3 hits.  The evil dried food pack hit the ground.  I picked it up. I could feel the Dark Lord's mood change.

I was less than 100 feet from destroying the accursed pack.  I would rid the world of it forever.  Like Frodo, I was in Mount Doom.  I would destroy this damned thing once and for all.  I turned to to walk down the dock and, like Frodo, encountered my final challenge: Gollum.

Five red named, murderous, GTAing, Boat Sacrificing, Possessed Jehovah Witnesses and they didn't want to talk about Jesus either.  They charged as I ran to my only life line: the two neutral guards.

Their tank attempted to tank the guards but their casters hit me first.  The guards sprung into action, taking them down one by one.  I drank health pot after health pot to remain alive during the assault.  Several times my health dropped below 500.  I broke out all the tricks that I knew to live.  Anything I could do to cancel casts and put distance between me and melee.  The fight lasted longer than I thought it would.  But in the end, I stood over the dead bodies of five angry, possessed religious zealots with 183 health remaining.  From beyond the grave, I could hear the question being asked, "How did he live!?"

I will answer it simply, "MOTHER.......... FUCKING...........BATMAN."

Like the hero I was, I strolled down the dock toward Hedge, the Gold Merchant.  The Dark Lord's grip on the world weakening with every step. 

As I stood before Hedge, I was almost sad to see the pack go.  A big part of me was leery of turning over such power to the merchant.  Should the pack turn him, he could use its power to take over the entire server!  He offered to pay me 6g though so I was good with it.

An evil part of me had the thought of placing it back in the ocean for another hapless adventurer to stumble upon.  I could only imagine the adventure it would bring to the next poor victim who found it.  This pack had caused the death of everyone who touched it.  Mine, 5 Jehovah's Witnesses and whoever had it before I did.  When the Dark Lord made this pack, he put some seriously bad joo joo on it.

When you venture to Sanddeep and see Hedge the Gold Merchant, remember, he is the only thing keeping the evil dried foods of Solzreed from killing again.  Should he turn up missing, you will know the pack was too strong to be tamed.

Well,  that's the story.  So if you are ever diving for pearls or looking for sunken treasure and just happen to see a faint white glow in the distance... take the time to look around for a red named Jehovah's Witness... the Kraken... or a blood spot in the water, cause you never can tell when it might turn out to be a Solzreed Dried Foods Trade Pack.

/Gremlins Music