I'm cursed.

Let me explain--every party I start winds up being a disaster. I've tried starting parties in Valkurm and people are in and out like the horizontal tango--before I've completed a party of six, I've had at least a dozen members...but tonight takes the cake.

We started in Windurst, me and a Mithra theif. I was a level 9 black mage (Liosliath) and he (Well, she, but the player was a male) was level 7. East Sarutabaruta wasn't giving us enough of a challenge, so we decide to try to start a party and hit Tahrongi. So I go looking for a tank, and I see this Galka. Bastokan Rank 1 should have clued me in, but I thought "Hey! Galka warrior, level 8! Perfect!" even though there was another level 7 warrior on whom I'd partied with before and knew to be competent.

This Galka turned out to be the stupidest bastard I've ever partied with. I mean, I've been stuck with some arrogant twits who think they know better than anything, and the type who thinks that being PL entitles them to be imperious and boss people around, and n00bs who just don't know their jobs...yet...but this Galka takes the cake. We finally assemble a party of six (thanks to a Rank 3 Hume who joined us early on...I'm Rank 3 on my Elvaan character, but I don't know Windurst like I know San d'Oria, so I wasn't sure how to go about partying in Tahrongi) and head to the Shakrami maze. The Rank 3 says "No matter what, don't let the gobs see you. We can't beat them." First thing the Galka does is waltz right on out in front of a Goblin Ambusher. Rank 3 calls for help, and fortunately there was plenty around. So we stop to regroup (I was a Taru, so I desperately needed rest after taking one single hit from the gob), and the Galka goes haring off on his own, oblivious to the party's discussions, where the Rank 3's friend said that with our party, we could do worms. There were two worms in front of us. The theif goes to attack one...and then realizes that our tank isn't present. Where's the Galka? Everyone else is here....no tank.

Suddenly, we hear the Galka say "omg...omg...2 gobs"
"2 gobs on me"

I check the map, and the bastard is halfway to Bangladesh.

"Don't leave the group," we tell him, "Stick with the group and don't go haring off on your own, or you'll get killed."

SOMEHOW, the Galka managed to shake off these two gobs and make it back to the party without taking too much damage. There must have been somebody who saved his retarded tail. So the Rank 3's friend shows us a safe corner to run to to heal and reiterates "We can kill worms. Nothing else. Just worms. Eratul pulls--nobody else fights anything. We can only do a worm at a time."

"Are you sure this is the right way?" asks the Galka.

"Yes," says Rank 3's friend, "I levelled my RNG here"

"I just want to check," says the Galka, and goes haring off on his own again. I check the map, and sure enough, he's on his way to Bangladesh again--the exact same route he took when he picked up his two gobs.

This time, the Galka got killed, and asked our level 8 white mage if he had Raise.

"No, Raise is level 25," replies the whm.

"Liosliath, do you have Raise?" (Liosliath is me. I'm a Black Mage Level 9. No subjob.)

The Galka then informs us that he *needs* Raise, because his HP is in Bastok. The bugger lucked out and made it all the way to Windurst from Bastok and *didn't set his home point*

At this point, the whm quit in disgust and thus the party fell apart