- I got to visit with an Orc Warrior this weekend!
- I’ve got houseguests this week again until Thursday, so things might be a little sparse around here again. I love my family, but I’m ready to just *live* in this house instead of working on it constantly. I know it’s not done, but burnout approaches!
- TRI had another successful week, and is gearing up for what will likely be the last raids before Ulduar this week.
- If you didn’t notice, Aely got a Twilight Drake. I am SO EXCITED. EEE!
- Annylais is nearly level 64 now, and kabooming her way through Zangarmarsh. Between rested XP and the Outlands XP changes, it was nice to be able to skip some of Hellfire, namely the parts that I really just abhor, and still make it to 63 on my first quest in Zangarmarsh.
- Being a boomkin is WAY too much fun.
- Aely’s dog showed back up this week, with puppies. She’s currently having fun living in a small apartment with another person and no fewer than SIX dogs. They need homes!
Aely, on her new Twilight Drake – who needs a name. (I’m pretty sure it’s a youngish female, if that helps)
I had no idea I’d be as excited about getting this mount as I have been. Aely has, to her name, four mounts – two paladin chargers (40 and 60), a purple armored gryphon, and her drake. She doesn’t collect mounts, she’s never really been into that. But a dark purpley dragon? What could fit better?! I’m still excited about it, two days later!
Every Friday here at Too Many Annas, you’ll find a little RP prompting – either in the form of 5 questions to answer about your character or in the form of a ficlet prompt (500 words) to write about them. These aren’t meant to be hard, just things to think about for your character – you can answer in a comment or use them as a blog post of your own!
This week’s Ficlet prompt is brought to you (once again!) by Arrens, from Through the Eyes of Death.
Considering the fact that the constant slaying of dragons, killing demons and fending off the Scourge would drive even the most stout hero out of his gourd, give your character a day or a weekend off. Where would they go? What would they do? How would they spend a little vacation time?
You have the usual 500 words for this, though I’m quite sure it can be done in less than that. This is kind of a cross between a 500 and a 5-question Friday, but I liked the idea enough that I think it stands on its own. Have fun!
Nethaera tackles some tough questions about the development side of RP, as well as the way RP interacts with the rest of the WoW crowd. It’s a good read, especially on the point that in the end, RP is what you make of it – whatever kind of RP that might be – and that no matter how much the developers put into the game, its up to the individual roleplayers to actually turn the game content into player content.
The cathedral bells stop ringing overnight, except for chiming the hours. Three bell strikes, and Angoleth padded softly around another corner of the Cathedral District, staying carefully in the shadows. Trained ears picked up Mogget’s soft breathing – nearly inaudible …
(Written by Jolly, Tarquin, and Annalea)
The highlands of Lordaeron were not for the faint of heart; be it the putrescence of the Scourge’s long-lingering remnant, or the rock-strewn hills and valleys that made farmers out of only the most …
(With Tarquin and Annalea)
Once more, four people made their way through the thickets and hills of Lordaeron, this time in the crisp chill of late morning, seeking after the Rider. Aelflaed had snatched what sleep she could while Chryste …
She hadn’t wanted to leave Jolly – not so soon after finding him again – but once away, it took about five minutes for Aely to figure out she had a problem.
That problem had just announced that …
It was an uneasy goodbye for him, but it was agreed by both he and Aely that a stroll back to Hearthglen would not be very easy to explain, nor would the explanation needed for the three Argent soldiers once …
“Light sent me ye when I needed ye afore – an’ now again when I need ye. I canna ask fir more than tha’.” She sighed and slung the shield back across her shoulders. “It’s… Light. Been awhile hasna it? …
She blinked, but did not drop either of her shields. “Aye, though I’ve been Caltrains fir th’ last near three years. Canna say I’ve any memory ay ye.”
“Yeh’ve far moar’n yeh realize,” he replied evenly, his grip tightening on …