Written by | Posted September 8, 2015 – 9:51 pm Descent and Ascent

It didn’t take long to get from Thunder Bluff to the Echo Isles – Ankona took advantage of a wyvern so she could think and plan before getting to her destination. She had information to confirm with the spirits – was Gromnor dead? Was he really in the northern part of the Eastern Kingdoms, somewhere […]

Meet Anaje Plainsrunner
comment Comments Off on Meet Anaje Plainsrunner Written by on June 2, 2009 – 8:46 am

First – thank you to everyone that offered me naming advice for my little Tauren hunter.  I’ve got enough fantastic names there to last me a good while – hooray!  I did settle on Anaje, just… because I like it?  I liked lots of them, but that was the name that stuck out at me for this particular character.  (I’m back to 10 character slots full on Feathermoon too.  /sigh)

This is Anaje Plainsrunner, and her prairie wolf pet, Sly.  (Sly is one of the two wolf types that retains his “bark” when you click on him.)


She doesn’t have any nice RP clothes yet, because I’m poor and level 13.  I’ve got something in mind for her though, I think.  I’m really enjoying playing her, even in the Barrens (lol), and Sly is a great pet.  It’s been odd being low level again, practicing my kiting skills – being a hunter is really slow until you get your pet – but now that they’ve got each other, things are going pretty quick!

Anaje is a story collector, of sorts.  She collects old Tauraje folktales (which are usually – but not always – Native American folktales “converted” into Warcraft).  Right now I’ve got three of them fully converted so she can tell them at various gatherings.  One of the things I need to work on is incorporating emotes into storytelling, so that this is as much a performance as it is a good story.  Last night at Nox Night, she told a version of the story of The Great Unktehi, the evil water monster, and how the Barrens came to be… well… barren. This was originally a Sioux story called “Thunderbird and the Water Monster”, and you can read the Tauraje version below the cut.

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Made it on Monday
comment Comments Off on Made it on Monday Written by on June 1, 2009 – 2:41 pm

Hooray – even with a busy day today, I can squeeze in a quick Monday update!

  1. My 10 man Ulduar raid has a bad Mimiron Hangover.  We’re still having to deal with him today (though hopefully that’ll be quick)
  2. Part 7 of Angrathar is posted.  There will be 10 total parts.  I think.  Maybe?  We’ll see!
  3. Anaje is level 13, and has tamed a prairie wolf whom she (and I) have named Sly.  I’ll hopefully introduce them soon (when I can get screenshots and am on my wow-ing computer)
  4. Annie Mae is finally level 45 – and really enjoying the prot warrior lifestyle.  Warbringer will be really nice, but for now stance dancing for charge is effective.
  5. I got a lot of wonderful things in the mail today, including a tax rebate check and my new Uncalendar (thanks TJ).  My old planning system worked great in college, but it wasn’t cutting it for the more self-driven, unstructured life of a contract writer and amateur home remodeler.  TJ raved about this one, so I thought I’d give it a try – and I’m already VERY very happy.
  6. I also have my new sunglasses (but not my new regular glasses).  They are awesome.  I’m hoping my regular glasses come in before I have to raid again – there are a number of factors causing my raiding-headaches, and four (plus) year old glasses are definitely part of the issue!
  7. Just Ask Anna now has four upcoming posts!  Keep the great questions coming folks!
    Angrathar – Part 7
    comment Comments Off on Angrathar – Part 7 Written by on June 1, 2009 – 2:37 pm

    This is Part of Angrethar, the story of The Battle for the Wrathgate from Aelflaed’s point of view. You can see all of the posts in this story on the Story Archives page, by searching for the Wrathgate category, or through this link.

    Hearing her name, the paladin turned, saw nothing, and looked back towards Angrathar.

    “Aely, please.”

    Fordragon’s shouting stopped, and a chill whisper like the sound of death responded.

    She hopped down, trying to find the voice among the swirls of snow, ghoul parts, and wounded men.  “Ayeh, I hear ye – who are ye, an’ where?”

    “Under the wagon, please Aely.”

    Running back and pulling loose another set of linen bandages, she found him.  His side had been split open from ribcage to hip, and he was breathing blood as much as air.

    A horrified gasp and shudder went through the armies gathered around the Wrathgate.

    “Sweet Ligh’, Bert… I… ”  and she set to bandaging his wounds. “I’ve nowt left bu’ bandages, I cannae fin’ anneh Ligh’ here now…” She bustled. He stopped her.

    “Don’t.  Please.  I’ve died once, and dying now to know that you live and are well… is better than the first time.  This life is not one that I want, nor care to keep – I want peace.  Please.  Peace, and rest…”

    From somewhere high above, a booming voice, and the creaking squeak of siege engines.

    A crash, and screaming. More crashes.

    She looked out from behind the splintered wood, and fear sunk back into her stomach with all the delicacy of lead and rotten fish.  Green gas, everywhere – and men screaming until their lungs filled with the choking fumes and their lives ended, drowning in open air.

    A wafting wall of death floated towards them.


    His voice rasped, with the rattle she knew the meaning of but didn’t want to believe. He reached for his pocket and handed her something. “You made this once, have it again. Now /run/.”  Half a dozen steps and she looked back to see the wagon disappear under the oncoming wave – and there was no sound from underneath.

    She ran.

    She ran as the screaming behind her died to a choking whisper, and as dragon and felfire blazed from the sky. She ran as breath caught in her throat and the wound in her arm grew numb. She ran, without looking back, until she collapsed in the snow, chest heaving with exhaustion and pain and cold.

    In her hand, blue-purple against the pale, twilight lit snow, was a knotted cord of prayer beads.

    Introducing: Just Ask Anna!
    comment 10 Written by on May 29, 2009 – 11:50 am

    One of the things I enjoy most about this blog and its readers is the interaction I get.  I love emails where people ask for help with a problem (of whatever kind), and I enjoy being able to help them (or just put our minds together and rattle a problem back and forth a bit).

    So, in that light, I’d like to start a new regular feature – something like what you saw yesterday and a few times in the past, where I tackle a reader submitted question (WoW related please, I’m no love-life guru!) as a blog post.

    If you have questions, there are a few ways to submit them. You can:

    1. Use the Contact Form
    2. Email me (toomanyannas at gmail dot com)
    3. Send me a message on twitter
    4. Find me on AIM at toomanyannas
    5. Leave a comment on this post

    Creative and silly questions are as welcome as thoughtful or hard ones, and I retain the right to veto questions (of course!). So send’em in, and I’ll do my best to tackle them here where we can all benefit. If I end up swamped, I’ll let you guys know, but hopefully a plethora of questions will let me choose a few that are the most relevant and save others for another time.

    And you never know – asking a question in character might just get you an in character response.  Just hope it’s not Anaelle that answers that day.  She’s batshit.

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