Last night, I had the opportunity to join a group of RPers on Cenarion Circle for a little excursion. Much drunken fun was had as we all set aside the hell of the Argent Tournament, the worries of gearing for Ulduar and our mutual hatred of all things Sons of Hodir.
Instead, what we did was gather our troops deep inside the heart of Blackrock Mountain, home to Iron Dwarves, dragons and a certain Fire Lord who needed to be smacked around in the face. That’s right, my friends. We rocked …

Arrens’ drake flew around Icecrown in, what would appear to the casual observer, a zig-zag pattern. In fact, the flight path he and the drake were taking was not so crazed as it seemed. He was scouring the width and breadth of the area for Saronite ore. He had tamed the drake after winning it in a rigged game of dice with a drunken goblin not two weeks ago. The drake, it seemed, was quick to learn its rider’s peculiarities. It also made it a point to slow its flight …

Sometimes Silvermoon City makes even the most hardened killer do things that wouldn’t normally see the light of day.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Something more worthwhile tomorrow. I hate Mondays.

I’ve made it abundantly clear in past posts how much I love the achievement system. When I’m on my rogue and there’s little else to do, I’ll frequently RP in guild chat while wandering the width and breadth of Azeroth in search of some soloable achievements, including a 4 hour stretch in the Burning Blade cave outside of Orgrimmar while leveling several different weapons skills to max. What can I say? When I have a goal in sight, I go after it with gusto.
Achievements can also be used to enhance …