My Pussy Is Happy

...I mean my Druid, get you're minds outta the gutter. Geez.

I ran through DM on my Feral Druid today and got two lovely items.

Cape of the Brotherhood and Lavishly Jewled Ring.

Unfortunatly, being the giant bastard he is, Edwin VanCleef didn't see fit to allow me to pull the Blackened Defias Armor off of his broken corpse.

Oh well, guess I'll just have to go back tomorrow and free the beast all over the back of his head. If you get the reference, you win.

Girls Play WoW

Yes, they do. I know many awesome female players, most of whom are healers. What I don't understand is why they get so much hassle over their (rather lovely) gender.

For example, I was in a group yesterday and we where gonna attempt HoL. I messaged an amazing healer I'd grouped with before and asked her if she would be up for it. After she said yes, we got a tank and 2 more DPS to fill out the group.

Then when we were at the first boss (really awesome) we kept wiping because the tank obviously wasn't very good and kept losing aggro. When I asked the tank if he had bought his account of Ebay, the rest of the group started going off on my Healer friend.

Maybe some of their reasons were valid but I stopped listening to them as soon as someone uttered the words, "Get this whore out of our group so we can get a REAL healer in." I swear to god, that pissed me off so fucking much!

After a few choice words and a few /kick's, my friend and I decided to chill out by doing some fishing. =3

Uhhh, damn this kinda turned into a rant...anyway to summarize: Girls play WoW, GET OVER IT.

For The Alliance!

Rockin' In Da Crypts

Well, I'm almost lvl 68 and I ain't even set a hoof in Nagrand yet. I really wanna do the Hills Like White Elekk acheivement I'm still around the right level. Still, since you can start doing Northrend starting area quests at lvl 68, I'm not that bothered.

In my pursuit of new and interesting (at least to me) instances, a few of my guildies and I ran through the Auchenai Crypts and The Sethekk Halls tonight. I have to say I found the Crypts very pleasing on the eyes while the Halls were pretty mundane and filled with Akkroa which I loathe.

By the time we all called it a night, I had some nice loot for my troubles: Ravenclaw Band, Talon Lord's Collar and Terokk's Mask. All of which, if not outright upgrades, were at least side grades.

Tomorrow? Shadow Labyrinth and the Sonic Spear!

Razorfen Downs: EPIC FAIL

So there I was, watching happily as my trusty Ravager, Farahlon, was munching on undead skull, when I get a whisper from a guildie.

Akorin: "Hey Sevei, you still wanna go do RFD for that quest?"

I look at my minimap, and seeing not one red blip, I reply, "Yeah sure thing!"

Fast foward half an hour and Me, Akorin and three other guys are FINALLY inside the instance. I look round and grin and I do a Cartman-style "Sweeet." I love going to instances that I've never been to before and I'd been meaning to come here for a while.

Things went well at first except, because of the 4 or 5 lvl difference between our tank and Akorin, who is a Mage, it meant that the tank had not a snowballs chance in hell of holding aggro. But that was cool, I was there to trap and generally annoy any mob that got close to the poor little, squishie.

But everything changed when we got to a chamber a little further in. I don't know how but we, and by we I mean the idiot dr00d, managed to pull every single mob in the room and beyond. There was like 14-15 mobs suddenly bearing down on the druid and being the kind-hearted Hunter that I am, I pulled one, trapped one and got my pet to tank another, to prevent him being totally pwn'd (although he totally deserved it).

Now, I know that it's a well known fact that Hunters love our Tanks, I mean they stop us getting ass-raped in a single hit but our Tank was just awesome. He ran in, pulling as many mobs to him as he could and held them by their faces and slapped them about a bit. Also, because the druid, who was supposed to be healing the tank, decided that he'd much rather be a kitty, left Akorin and I to cast GotN (Gift of the Naaru) on the tank to keep him alive.

How ridiculous is that? I mean c'mon! Yet despite the spectacular failure of the pull, I was grinning the whole time! I loved it, this was how it should be! Chaos and desperation, mixed with exhilaration when we actually killed all the mobs with only one casualty (bet you can't guess who ^^). If only we had went further in, who knows how awesome the battles mighta been?

But alas, that was not to be, for the druid, throwing a huff because he hadn't watched his HP and was the only one who died, like he was annoyed we hadn't wiped or something /bitch slap druid, he left the group. I was all for continuing, I mean I wasn't like he had done that much healing after all. But then, with no warning the other Mage did a Houdini on us and suddenly it was only our Tank, Akorin and I.

I had to admit defeat then, even though it pisses me off, that one person can ruin an entire hour of work.

So to sum up my rambling post: Say NO to Feral Kitty Druids!