We know that Game Masters are all-powerful beings, yet most of us never see one. They are invisible, or they just don’t exist. Sometimes you might hear whispers, but that’s all. Glimpses of GM customs have been passed from father to son, main to alt and from alt to banker, but very few survive, like the “delete your WTF folder” popular custom. But I tell you – game masters exist, you have to believe! I know you want to believe! They are … out there!

I was on an epic task – creating the Seal of Ascension to enter the Upper Blackrock Spire, but a glitch in the Twisting Nether Matrix (or whatever the gnomes call it) made things impossible. So I beged the gods.. the game masters, please help me o great ones, praised be the WTF folder and its holy contents! Soon, after 3 hours, I started hearing whispers from the GM called Khaarikh. Bless the patches! My call was answered! And by the power of the Patch, Lag and the Holy Bug, the GM created a new seal and put it in my bag! — You recieve item: [Unadorned Seal of Ascension].

[Sephala]: Thank you! This is like pickpocketing, but in reverse!

<GM> [Khaarikh]: :))

[Sephala]: May I pickpocket you?

GM conversation

After I “pickpocketed” the thin air where I thought the GM was, he revealed himself as a she, a female gnome wearing the Sacred Blue Robes of Game Mastery. She waved to me and next she was gone again…

Sephala and the GM

So, GMs have many names, but the same blue robe, exactly like the myths from the Beta Age tell us. Some are funny others are plain. But they are out there!