Some things you just don't wanna know...

And I reckon you're feeling quite regretful on ever seeing this, eh? Some people just hurt my fragile senses...

Too good to rot away in my screenshot folder.

A word of advice, guys, we really don't need to know what's behind that 'brb bio' you typed. We'll just assume you smoked pot meanwhile, kay? Kay.

Farewell, Azeroth!

Finally, after 9 days /played and a gruesome battle against Altaholism, Shorsha hit 60 in Hellfire. Yeap, she finally got to Outland, and thankfully, still prot specced. After going through Azeroth contents god knows how many times, it's wonderfully refreshing to see a new one, and yesterday I demonstrated it by running around doing quests with much enthusiasm, something I hardly ever did while leveling 1-58. Thanks to the awesome green quest rewards. I just can't wait to see more plates! It's astounding, 2 levels after going through the portal, and my hp jumped from 4.3k to 5k, and mana from 2.6k to 3.3k. Plus, Shorsha gets to look A LOT better in her matching grey set, as opposed to the stupid blue leggings (no, not blue as in rare item, but blue as in blindingly sparkly blue color) she'd been sporting around Azeroth for quite a while with much shame.

Not all my Azeroth items went to the vendor, though. As my best friend through thick and thin, death and near deaths for 14 levels, I have proudly retired my Wall of the Dead into my bank. It did cost 150g after all - an amazing amount for a level 45 that I was. Now I proudly sport a landslide buckler to aid me in leveling.

On the other hand, I took a break from questing and began raising my first aid skill. It took around 2 hours to raise it from 60ish to 290. It freed a lot of bank space, and I get to sell all the left over cloth after that (20 stacks of silk? Ergh). Now I won't have any problem bubbling when my mana runs low.

Short-term goals:
- Get to 70.
- Do the epic charger quest. (200g to go.)
- Be proficient in one-hand mace.
- Stop hitting myself for not rolling a male BE.
- Stop littering my account with countless level 1 alts just because I like creating characters.
- Stop ogling over any male BE I come across.
- Just... stop this obsession for male BEs.

P.S Happy new year and (late) Christmas, and thanks to Slash for his one-man welcoming party to outland. I get to see how ugly your mount is :P

4 A.M for Sunken Temple run

For some reason, the logon server is down, so I'm either a) Stuck reading forums and in consequence be exposed to more idiots b) finish up the rest of The Sword of Truth series and The Wizard Knight or c) Blog.

I chose blogging for now, and hope vainly that it'll be back to normal after I finish this post. So yesterday, for the first time with Shor (I'm using 'with Shor' instead of 'this toon' because it adds more intimacy. Like how some people refer themselves as the guardian of a pet, instead of the owner), I ran BRD and ST. Both as a healer.

Result = LOTS of blue healing gears + Thicker friends list + Healing burnout

BRD was quite literally a crawl in the park. The tank, a prot specced warrior was nothing short of mediocre. He couldn't hold aggro, he tanked with duel wielding, he wouldn't pull. So after a few times of watching him go, shaking my head, and smashing my flash of light key repeatedly, I told him to pop his shield, use thunderclap (won't help much, but he was only focusing to one single mob. That, sir, would not do), and oh for god's sake, pull. My leadership is a bit messed up now; it would simply grey out when I would attempt to transfer leadership to someone else, thus I was stuck with marking.

So I would mark a skull, then waited for one of them to pull. And waited. And waited. So I said, "Go.", then they'd pull. And always the hunter. So I said, "You're the tank. You have a gun. Pull." Things went considerably faster after that. I literally told him how to do his job throughout the run, albeit in a polite (and often curt) manner. I don't care. I just want the party to advance to a walk instead of a crawl. Then he left due to GF yelling. Okay, so I'm left healing 2 hunters and their pets, and a rogue. This rogue, while a decent person, is an absolute nutcase on somehow getting aggro. I guess I forgot to tell him that we have an /assist command.

Oh well.

Pulling problem arised again. Everytime we finish up a group of mobs, I had to mark and constantly say, "Go." before they would start to pull. If they're considerate to wait for me as the healer, then I thank them for it, but as long as my mana is above 50%, I'm ready. I felt like a queen, right then, with them obeying my orders with resolution. I mean a (first-time) healer. Ordering tank(s) and DPSes around. AMIRITE?! Ooooh, the ugly head is rearing!

Now, two hunters is already a bad composition to start with. It is unavoidable that in the end we wiped due to mass dwarven gang rape, around 2/3 in the instance. I was tired of healing and that instance, so we disbanded. It was around 11 P.M when this happened.

Unfortunately, immediately after, I got a tell asking me to come heal to ST. I was already planning to sleep, but come on, how can I not accept this? I've decided that I would see all Azeroth instances at least once before hitting outlands anyways. I got an invite, and after running around for 15 minutes or so trying to find the entrance to BRD and retrieve my corpse (getting lost in-game. I fail.), I clicked on the accept summon, and off we went to ST.

The leader, this awesome ret pally, was tanking. Originally I argued for that position, because, alas, I hated healing with a pally, and BRD burned me out, but she defended because of her lack of healing gear. Fine. Sure rets are squishies, but at least they're the threat machine at this level. My god, she was good. The party kept commenting on how they've got a good PuG for once, and I believe this feeling is mutually shared upon each member. We were a happy bunch.

My healing - though I was commented as being an amazing healer more than enough times today, in each run - was horrible. In the 2 runs of ST I did, I let the tank die thrice. First, because I have my usual late-night lag, second, the mobs put me to sleep, and thrice, because... well, it was 3 A.M. I cannot possibly be on my full alert self then. My control freak nature simply cannot accept my (or my net's) blunder, and after that I simply mashed my flash of light (and sometimes holy light) button, disregarding whether I was overhealing or not. I believe I actually healed her when she was in full health a few times. Anything to prevent death.

That happened in our second ST run. I was ready to fall asleep on my keyboard anytime. I didn't know how she managed to drag me in there for the second time, actually, but as a fairly responsible person, I hated seeing a group disband when I could've been there and prevented it. I sacrified half of my sleep that morning and ran in with them. And loved it. I met an awesome ret pally, an awesome mage, a lock with actual wit, and despite my critiques to that BRD group; a group that entertained me with their humor.

I heart good PuGs.

On the other note: we had a less than likeable hunter on our second ST run that day. This screenie actually made me smile everytime. Yes, that teeny tiny blob is her corpse.

Leveling is like watching paint dry

And worse.

Shorsha hit 51 today, a few levels behind my initial schedule due to having friends. She was supposed to hit 52 yesterday, but after a day of alcohol, getting hit on, food, more getting hit on, more food, and shopping spree (or other general girly girly stuff. Ew.), I had to abandon her for a day. Leveling started to feel like watching paint dry, due to all the running and drudgery and kill xx mobs to get xx items going on. I'm only doing this for outlands. I'm not even instancing anymore because I think my poor heart cannot possibly take anymore bad PuGs. I'll start instancing again once I reach outlands. Levels like these is what makes me long for a good guild, but sadly, I have to be above 60 to even have access to such guilds. I'm not into joining a leveling guild with 200+ players too, seeing how socially inept I am currently.

Anyhow, since this is a majorly pointless post, I'll just add that if I could reroll...

I would reroll a male BE. Or a female human. Males BEs have superior one handed animation, and despite looking blatantly homosexual, they don't really look as if they should sip tea or be on a catwalk instead. Once you put a helm on them, that is. Wall of the dead looks pretty ugly on Shor, but on a male BE...

And female humans. They have thunderthighs, sure, but hey, they look normal (as normal as female toons are in WoW), and hey, just cute. At least their dance doesn't look like it belongs in a striptease bar. WoW is darn sexist, sometimes. I would never touch a human male, though. Playing an old geezer that would pawn Arnold Schwazesomething on benchpress is something else entirely.

...I should stop writing something like this.

dose hu tip liek dis r tardz

I'm curious on what other players do when they encounter a bad party. Do they stay there and hope for the best? Do they grind their teeth and try to refrain from pounding their keyboard? Or do they bail?

I bailed. My 3-man guild's GM; Nazzy and I were LFMing for Maraudon -since he was too low to really go to ZF- when a hunter joined. Okay, hunter. I try to avoid them most of the time, but alas, no one else was online. So. (And believe me, this isn't as bad as how he typed. I don't have the flair for bad typing, sadly, but I'll try my best to recreate. Oh, sometimes even I couldn't understand his 'english'.)

[Hunter]: ill be weeding here till u gayz com

I immediately hit guild chat.

/g I've got a bad feeling here. Kick?
[Nazzy]: Kicking him for bad grammar would just make us jerks.

Fine. Then that hunter told me to invite another warrior, and lo and behold, warrior only types slightly better, with all those intentional misspellings that every 10 year olds think is cool (some. Not all. Some. Met some really cool ones before.), and I asked him what his spec is. So he got into a full paragraph on explaining how he's fury but he brought a shield yadda yadda battle stance yadda yadda i can tank wid defen-

/p I'm prot specced, I'll tank.

Okay. So I kinda skipped what he said due to... well, utter lack of capitalization and bad grammar. I don't require my party members to type like I do, but for my sake, don't start typing like that. I'm prone to explode. So in a while, after guild chatting for a bit about how we're stuck in a potentially bad party, those two asked for another member to join. At this point I'm starting to have big doubts about their recruiting ability. Yknow, idiots always attract other idiots? We must be quite a big idiot magnet. Okay. So a druid comes. He types juuust like that. I didn't really seriously consider bailing until this point.

[Warriortard]: dis doesnt seem liek a good instancing group with 2 halers

2 healers? I glanced up at the party and only found a druid. Ok, so he meant me. I thought I said that I'm prot specced? I was pissed.

/p I'm not a healer, I'm a tank. Get your facts straight.

So this guy thinks a fury warrior can tank better than me? One who types like that?

[Warriortard]: lolol k 2 tanks then

/facepalm

[Guild]Nazzy: I thought we decided that you were tank 10 seconds ago?

My god, another subtle tank envy going on. Did the fact that I've mentioned the fact that I'm a tank more than a few times somehow eluded his simple mind? Yknow. Me prot. You fury.

/g Bail? Get an excuse, quick!

So we ended up apologizing to the party with an excuse of having to raid on a different server. We never did, of course, and later we wondered in gchat whether they had the wit to check or not. But I figured that damaged reputation with the likes of them would only be beneficial.

I miss my old rogue days where I don't care whether the group sucks or not as long as I live and we clear the instance. But then again on rogue's server, Malygos, there aren't really as much idiots there. Being a tank makes me a perfectionist, and thus a polite jerk at times.

Starting the AoE Grind

I've been referring to this post on the basics on how to AoE grind. I've actually tried it as soon as I ding'ed 35, but without reckoning at that level, my health was quite insufficient against more than 3 mobs, so I forgot about that for a while. After instancing and thinking, "Okay. drinking after every pull is ghei. Time to manage mana," I suddenly remembered my seal of light and seal of wisdom, so there I was, in my 3-man RFD (see previous post), juggling between Judgements, SoL, SoW, consecration, holy shield, and trying darn hard to hold threat with the goal of finishing the fight with full mana. If I consetrated enough, I could tank with no downtime, but I've learned that in order to achieve that, I had to pay with occasionally straying mobs. Having a warrior dual wielding fiery weapons didn't help at all. I'll try more of that later in a non-twink group.

In order to practice management of mana and health, I began trying to quest while AoE grinding in STV. So I would except a quest, get to the area, and immediately run around to collect mobs. I'm listing all the steps I go through while AoE grinding:

1. Prop SoL.


2. If mobs are spaced out, run around and hope they won't lose aggro while you collect 'em. 3+ preferred.


3. Judge SoL on one, prop it back up.


4. Consecration. I find that I can't do this more than once and going out of the fight with satisfying amount of mana.


5. I usually holy shield once or twice; low amount of mana required, good if you're taking extra damage or like to see the yellows flying up. I know I do. I take screenies just because of yellows sometimes. Oh hell yea, baby.


6. Wait... wait... till SoL runs out. If mana is running low, I judge SoL and prop SoW up.


7. Repeat.

Killing was painfully, painfully slow, and I was actually thinking of getting a book to read, but y'know, surviving is 1/3 of the challenge (oh we will survive). The other 2/3 is ending the fight with full mana and health. First few times I had 'FAILZ' on my mind, as I was in a constant near death, or survived with full health but low mana, or vice versa. As lately I've been getting better and better, and unless I get really lazy and just want to kill things fast, I end up with zero to no grinding time. Except rounding up all those mobs together. Right now I can survive on up to 8, guts too small to try more.

I told my guildie how much I enjoyed AoE grinding, and he said that his pally survived a fight with King Bangalash and 2 adds with 75% mana. So I thought that maybe I could do it, and decided to do it. And oh hey, I survived with almost full health and certainly full mana, with healings from SoL only. I would've never dreamt of doing this with my rogue or druid (latter due to laaaag). But then again, I was always a crap dpser anyways (or if they can, maybe I'm just a crap leatherwearer in general). Took me around 2 minutes to kill King B, but in the end I was a happy pally who has shed that lie down and die motto.

I want a prettier UI. Funny how I can take so much, but then immediately hit bubble when ganked by 2 casters.

Edit: I don't know why Shor's pic on the left looks awfully pixelated and stretched out, but eh, too lazy to correct. You can marvel at her matching set anyhow.

Post 40 - Fun Begins

Who said that a leather wearing warrior is bad? Oh well, they are bad, but hey, props to Slash for 2-manning Gnomer. As I promised him, here are the screenies to our endeavor (and we downed last boss too):

After this 2-man, we invited the healer we love most. So off we went to 3-man RFD. Well, initially 4-man, but Slash made the other druid /leave by his tactless joke. Alas, I forgave him because he was sporting our 3-man guild's hot pink tabard. First run went smoothly, but at the second run, we wiped twice. First due to me asking the druid to tank while I heal due to the fact that I was quite close to passing out on my keyboard. So she did. I equipped my robe of the lich king... and... immediately burst out laughing. I mean, robe. With a shield. And a Herod's shoulder. God, that was the most terrible toon fashion ever. At that time we were doing the skeleton boss. I got aggroed by 20 skeletons, and forgetting that I was bubble girl, we died. I laughed for 5 minutes straight afterwards.

The next wipe was, however, due to the utter idiocy of the NPC of that escort quest. Yknow, with the ring reward. Once accepted, he kept dashing to that huge melting pot, aggroing rooms at his wake. Like, uh, weren't they supposed to help us fight? Results:

Then:

Finally:

He's pretty darn stupid for a dragon.