Friday, November 21, 2014
Not from the lore, mind you, but from the WoW-related blogs.
Take, for example, Cymre Brightblade in Gorgrond. The name caught my attention, and not just because the NPC had a big blue quest icon over her head. No, it caught my attention because I read Bubbles of Mischief on occasion. Generally, I also marvel at the clarity of Cymre's pictures and wish to the Light I had a better graphics card.
Part of me wonders if the NPC is named after the blogger. I think I'll choose to believe that she is.
Which brings me to my next one. I was running around in Nagrand, specifically in the Burning Blade training area where you help Landrathor (or whatever his name is) regain his blade, banner, and honor. There's a rare spawn there named...
He drops only the Smoldering Heart of Hyperious, but that's okay. Point is, he's got my name.
I am a rare, giant, burning fire elemental erupting from a lava pit. And I look awesome!
But Hype, you're a paladin! Why is he a giant fire elemental?!
Well, I'm gonna go with the fact that the raid boss I've killed most often is Ragnaros. I've been farming him for eternity to get the Eye of Sulfuras and any other fun stuff he might drop. Plus... I can. I can farm the mightiest of all fire elementals on a weekly basis. Because I am a paladin, and he is my bitch.
Anywho. Fellow bloggers and other readers, have you seen any NPCs that remind of you other bloggers? If so, let me know!
I've also got to get together 2,000 garrison resources in order to buy the level 3 garrison. Not as fun, but there it is.
I've got three alts through the first wave of quests to their own garrisons, so if nothing else, they're all currently building up resources and rested XP. I'm trying to decide if I want to run Hyperius through dungeons and heroics and prep for LFR and such, or if I just want to level all my alts and have their professions maxed out as well.
In any case, DING!
Thursday, November 20, 2014
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
Tuesday, November 18, 2014
So it's been a week or so since the launch of Warlords of Draenor. My main, Hyperius, is currently at 96.
And that's actually the first thing I want to address. I have gained about a level a day, playing casually, wandering around, exploring, and rare-hunting. The quests don't seem to be too bothersome. That is, I know why they want me to kill 12 of those whatevers. The quest flow doesn't feel cumbersome or disconnected. It works.
Now the zones.
We've all grown very accustomed to seeing very clear borders between zones, both in the quests and in the actual landscape. Now, though, I noticed that the different areas blend together better. I mean, from my garrison, I've done a lot of quests, then gone to Gorgrond for a portion, then back to the garrison for a new wave, then Talador, and so on.
It seems like they no longer want us to hit a zone, wipe it out, and then never go back. The structure of everything feels more fluid, and that makes it feel more like I'm actually a part of things that are unfolding.
I've stumbled across some quality of life improvements, too. Most important to me is that reagent tab in the bank and the fact that you can use them while they're in there. That's ahuge boost to me. Now I don't feel weird or inconvenienced by dumping all my stuff in the bank.
Friday, November 14, 2014
Now. For the purposes of this article, let us assume the prior statement to be a certainty. Let us assume that I have, indeed, rejoined the Horde and taken up my hammer and shield as Hyperius once again.
Assumptions made? Good. (((Spoilers. Oh My God, Spoilers. SO MANY SPOILERS. You've had your chance...)))
Sunday, November 9, 2014
A woman at work keeps trying to get me to go to her website to buy her "premium homemade dog treats" that are "super healthy for dogs" and I'm just like "I DON'T WANNA BUY YOUR FUCKING DOG FOOD. Do you have a degree in animal sciences? Veterinary sciences? Animal Nutrition? FUCK OFF with your bullshit pretend food. My dog licks her own asshole."
Jesus. It's bad enough being advertised to at every turn when I'm driving, watching TV, listening to the radio, or reading a magazine. Let work be a sanctum.
... as much as work can be, at least.