After months (yes, plural) of begging, pleading, crying, coercing, and a little blackmail, I finally convinced my wife to let me got to T6!
To celebrate that: (NOTE: one of my goals at T5 last year was to play Thom, but I didn't get the opportunity)
Me: Master Dragon62, I've come back to complete the training.
Dragon62: No more training do you require. Already know you which you need.
Me: Then I am a Doomtrooper.
D: Not yet. One thing remains.
D: Yes, You must face Thom. Only a fully trained Doomtrooper with the Art as his ally can defeat
Me: Master Dragon62, is Thom Talamini my father?
D: Rest. I require rest. When up til 3 am playing Red Dragon Inn you are, look as good you will not.
Me: Dragon62, I must know.
D: Well, you do have the same haircut, and he does have a lot of adopted "children" in you age group, so.....maybe.