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 […]

Loot Pinatas – Everyone Take a Swing!
comment 1 Written by on March 22, 2008 – 8:24 am

pinataSo this week TRI was without its usual fearless leader. Or at least without it’s usual very-talkative-coordinator – Tarquin makes funny noises in vent when he thinks the mage is going to facepull the Murlocs before Tidewalker (invisibility – new ways to prank the raid leader!).

Things were a little rocky at times, but by and large everyone brought their A-game, and even though we didn’t shoot for a progression week and ended a bit early both days, it was largely successful.

And best of all? Almost all the loot was needed by someone in the raid.

HUGE props to the people that stepped up to take the reins – particularly Belph for loaning us his accent and organizational skills in vent (in spite of a sore throat/cold) and our Druid and Warlock leads for organizing groups/loot. Particularly since said Warlock lead was also playing single mommy to a set of 2 year old twins.

So yeah – not an exciting week, but a solid one, with oneshots all around (except for a few flukey very early wipes on Tidewalker) and with good momentum (unlike last week) that should help get us back on track when the Easter Bunny isn’t stealing raid members away with thoughts of Cadbury Eggs and Jelly Beans.

Running things over <The Fence>
comment Comments Off on Running things over <The Fence> Written by on March 21, 2008 – 6:51 am


So. I hear you may be in need of some leather. Or maybe a stack or two of netherweave? A primal fire? Well, I’m not going to be sayin’ much o’ nothin’, but if you’ve got the right price, I might be able to get you the right goods.

You know – dependin’ on what the right price is today.

An’ don’t be askin’ who I be or where the stuff comes from – I don’t know, and if I did, I wouldn’t be telling the likes of you anyway. I’m jus’ the middleman, and they don’t pay me enough to ask questions.

Nothin’s gonna be here long neither, so don’t be loitering about that price, and don’t even *think* about tryin’ t’ pull a fast one. That moat out fron’ o’ Stormwind’s nice and deep, an’ they say there’s a serpent innit.

**The Fence: You don’t ask where it came from; We won’t ask what it’s for.**

One is the Loneliest Number – Raiding without a Guild
comment 6 Written by on March 20, 2008 – 8:21 am

raidnoteSo Bear over at The Big Bear Butt Blog mentioned recently the woes of moving from 10 man to 25 man raiding with small guilds that can field a Karazhan group but not a full fledged Gruul’s Lair run. Go read his post so you get an idea where I’m coming from, and then come back (please!).

Did you go read?

Good. Ok. So here’s where it gets fun. I do not have a guild. Read the rest of this entry »

Ode to a ‘Splody Bat Man
comment 3 Written by on March 20, 2008 – 7:24 am

This was given to me by Shugotenshi, who was there at its original telling by Ninquelote, on the Feathermoon server. I did not witness the original telling, but I have so loved this poem that I found it needed to be transcribed. I hope that you all enjoy it as much as I did (and still do).

Also – this is one of the reasons that I was so happy to hear that the bat men do, in fact, explode again (they were nerfed for awhile), even though nobody really does much with Zul’Gurub anymore.


Ode to the ‘Splody Bat Man
By Ninquelote

Transversing Zul’Gurub? Oh, Traveler, Beware!
There’s more than the stench of troll pong in the air.
There’s snake pong! And spider pong! (a pong quite unmatched!)
And bat rider pong with bat rider attached!

I met a bat rider who left such an impression
That, once healed, I composed this poetic digression:
Ode to a ‘Splody Bat Man!

Oh joyous bat rider, you soar through the sky,
And the troll-children wave as your bat-train flits by,
How your bats fill the air with shrill chirps and sharp pong!
Oh what happy bats they must be, sailing along…

But all is not well, for buried in side you
Is the terrible charge which will wholly divide you.
And when war is afoot and the battle turns ill,
You turn victory pyrrhic with a most bitter pill.

For your eyes, they glow red, and you cackle with glee
At the messy and painful surprise there will be!
And, muttering a magical, sulphurous ode…

You ‘splode with a vengeance! Not some little “pop!”
You make a plateau from the green mountaintop!
The warriors clad in fel, magical gear,
Are half turned to jelly, and half disappear!

The rogues, oh so dodgy, just cease to exist!
They can’t dodge the furious bone-filled red mist.
And the cloth-clad folks, hapless (though farther away)
Are equally slain for their role in the fray.

I gaze at the carnage, the mountain laid bare
And pick little bits of bat guts from my hair
And I wonder how someone who loves his bats so
Could turn them to mincemeat in one ‘splody blow.

Are you catty or batty? A fiend or a freak?
Your repair bill alone must be 10 gold a week!
What could possible drive you to this crazed solution
That calls for the loss of your own constitution?

Are the benefits good? Do the troll-women flock?
As you stride from that troll-hospital down the block?
Do your parents say proudly, “Here lies Dear K0rr0siv.
He transcended dysfunction; went straight to explosive!”

I flat out don’t get why you’d take such a task,
But there isn’t much left of you for me to ask.
So I’ll get back to grooming, and go back to town,
And stare in the distance, and mutter, and frown.

And I’ll try to determine as best as I can,
What drives the demise of the ‘Splody Bat Man.

*image from www.wowwiki.com

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