Wednesday, November 24, 2010

The Shattering

Wow.  Yeah, that is pretty much all I have to say about the new patch.  While some were complaining about their talents being refunded, or the lack of portals in Dalaran, I was busy getting lost in Orgrimmar.

So totally lost.  I love the whole thing.  My favorite area is still undecided, though I am leaning toward the Goblin Slums.  A beach, beach side bartenders, beach chairs and umbrellas, blow up floaty animals in the water, and a big huge oil drill right smack dab in the middle of everything. I tried fishing, even though there were obviously dead fish floating in the water and flies everywhere.  I got the usual starter level fish for my effort.  I threw them away, sure they were contaminated.

Can I have another of these coconut drink things?
Just another care-free day at the beach.  

Goblins are busy folk.
I'm still exploring.  I am saddened by the change to my beautiful Azshara, and I'm sure through questing out there I will find out the fate of the Timbermaw (there are Blackmaw furbolgs everywhere, with the exception of a gatekeeper that is of the Timbermaw, a rare.) And, darnit, I already see people on those trikes. I want one!

Happy Thanksgiving!

What a Feast!

Here's to bountiful tables, the company of friends and family, turkey induced halftime naps, and second helpings of pie.  I'd like to thank you all for stopping by from time to time, and I pray that these holidays are a joyful time for all of you.

Monday, November 22, 2010

The Day Before The Last Day.

The world is going to explode.  I know it. It will writhe in the flames of Deathwing's hatred tomorrow.

But today, there is yet time to visit, to celebrate life, to reminisce in our old, familiar world.  Today, I chose to visit what has to be my favorite quest in the whole game.  It's simple, really.   One quest that I always come back to.  One quest that my poor Horde characters can never experience.  This quest is For Love Eternal. Cerellean Whiteclaw gives us these instructions and information:
In the aftermath of the battles at the Well of Eternity, I heard that Ameth'Aran had been destroyed, its people dead, including my love, Anaya.

I would never have thought, thousands of years later, that memories of Anaya would still haunt my dreams. Wandering the woods of Darkshore in a stupor, I found myself in the ruins of Ameth'Aran... where I saw the haunted spirit of my beloved.

She must be freed, but I lack the heart to do it. Her spirit must be destroyed.
So, we head for Ameth'Aran and find her, alone and peaceable amongst angry spirits of the area.

A haunting memory.

Sadly, we did as Cerellean asked. Hantu yowled sadly as she fell.

The ghost of memory crushed to free the spirit within.

When we returned to tell Cerellean the news of her ghost's passing, we are met by Anaya's spirit, having a heart to heart with Cerellean, for the last time.

Anaya...?  Do my eyes deceive me?  Is it really you?

Here is their short, sad reunion, hopefully not cheapened by being posted here.

Cerellean Whiteclaw says: Anaya...? Do my eyes deceive me? Is it really you?

Anaya says: The ages have been cruel to you and I, my love, but be assured, it is, and at long last we are reunited.

Cerellean Whiteclaw says: That the fates should be so cruel as to permit us only this after a thousand years apart...
Do you hate me, my love? That I was forced to destroy your living form, that your spirit be released from unhappy bondage.

Anaya says: Let it not trouble your heart, beloved. You have freed me from slavery, and for that I love you all the more.
Sadly, even this must be cut short...
The ties that bind me to this world weaken, and pull me away...

Cerellean Whiteclaw says: No! Anaya...Anaya! Don't leave me! Please...

Anaya says: Farewell, Cerellean, until we are joined once again...
Anaya's soft voice trails away into the mists Know that I love you always...

Cerellean Whiteclaw says: How, my love? How will I find the strength to face the ages of the world without you by my side...

Tomorrow, Deathwing will demolish the docks in Auberdine.  Tomorrow, perhaps Cerellean will finally join Anaya for eternity.

I will stay behind, one of millions who have witnessed his anguish.  I will keep this small memento in my bank forever, a memory of this lover's tale.  Too sad that the next group of World of Warcraft players will not ever see this quest.  Point them here.  Cerellean's story is worth being shared.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

A Few Thousand Words...

Okay, I'll keep this one. Don't be so scared!

Redeemed from Felwood's filth.


A lone warrior's grave in Un'Goro Crater.

Dwarven Delight!

You are now leaving Ashenvale. Oooh! Azshara!

The new leveling sets will never be so colorful...or mismatched.

This is only missing a blanket and some tanning oil...and you.

Poor Jim.  If he was himself, these would be from him.

A girl and her wolf.

Feeding a teen is hard work.

Trolling with my homies.