As my guild leader is at Uni and still haven’t had the time to fight Blizzard to get his account back, some of us former members decided to try and reform the guild on our own. Hopefully we will manage to gather most of the members up again, at least on their alts as many have found, and I admit it, better guilds.

The hard part was to think up a name that wasn’t something emo gothic teen like. So I turned to my current muse for inspiration, and as <Sue Sylvester Experience> was to long, I settled for <Defying Gravity>.

Tabard design is hard and not everyone can be pleased. My friend Chris’ girlfriend thought the look I chose (see picture above) looked fruity, and that is good enough for me. ^_^

Give Kaja her home back!

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Save Kaja’s Tower!

2 Frosty Emblems
and A quest worth 40 tokens.

So far, I have (over five 80s) done Coren almost every day and gotten:
2 Direbrew’s Bloody Shanker (not on my rogue that could use it -_-)
1 Tankard O’ Terror
1 Great Brewfest Kodo
1 Direbrew’s Remote

Aaaaaaand a partridge in a pear tree!

Coren Direbrew, my deliverer

The guild disaster have brought forth one good thing at least. Since having no guild and no guild mates to go to random HC with, or Coren Direbrew for that matter, I have been “forced” to try the LFG tool.

If it wasn’t for Coren Direbrew being such a pushover now I would never have dared try it.

Here I am, 4 pieces of T10 and 5500+ gearscore and I do not dare enter a random heroic because I’m afraid I will suck and make people angry with me. Not to mention with my other, lesser characters.

Thank you Blizzard for Coren the Pushover. I have dared to go LFGing for him with all my 80s, and even try some HCs with them. The only one that has been in trouble is my rogue, barely 80 and with crap gear. And he’s only been group kicked once for dying on an AoE attack in a to big pull. Which, for the record, was the tanks fault for not pulling far enough.

I still look forward to the day I can go LFG with my guild again, but this time I won’t fear the few random blokes we get to go with us.

One again, thank you Blizzard for Coren Direbrew.

Thank you, stranger from Khadgar, not only for the 3 coppers, but for letting me know people actually read the crap I write. I guess I have to better myself with updating the blog a bit more frequent.

On monday our guild leader was hacked.

And his hacker (a stony adversary, an inhuman wretch, uncapable of pity, void and empty from any dram of mercy) was a vile one.  Not only did he clean all his characters out, that I could have accepted as Blizzard can restore gear and gold. But that was only part of it…

That foul and pestilent congregation of vapours kicked everyone in the guild so he could empty the guild bank at his own leisure. No one was really using much from the guild bank, so those items I don’t care particularly about. It is the scattering of all the guild members that gets to me.

I feel violated. Yes, violated!
In their hunger for gold to sell at 10k/1£ these heedless joltheads and unmannered slaves have scattered people I consider friends, that makes it a pleasure to log in every day, for the winds. They have taken what is good about playing and spit on it.

All because of the boys, apes, braggarts, jacks milksops that are to lazy to take the time to gather their own gold. Gold sellers and gold buyers, a plague on both your houses, you filth that call yourself men.

Cry “Havoc!” and let slip the dogs of war,
That this foul deed shall smell above the earth
With carrion men, groaning for burial.

It is sad that I rekindle my blog with such terrible news.

(Things in Italic are quoted from the plays by William Shakespeare.)

I can feel the Lich King reacing out... watching us...

I apparently isn’t the only one that think Captain Rupert sounds like Yoda during his entry into ICC.
Feeling the Lich King reaching out for us, I can. Watching us, he is…

I also feel very deeply for Captain Arnath who never could reach the top shelf either.
Curse you Finklestein!

Cataclysm Druid Tier 11 revealed in Oslo!

The entire feel of the place. Dark, shadows, gloom and spiders. White, slick legged spiders. Spiders that wanted to leave the screen and crawl all over my face. Did I mention there were spiders?

I have always had a horrible relation to spiders. Arachnophobia it is called. But I never thought I’d experience it in a computer game. But I did. Duskwood is a wonderful place. I ran scared most of the time. Strangely, the creeping dread I felt whil eplaying there lifted a bit when I did the light house quest in Westfall and got the torch offhand from the ghost. With that out and it’s strangely comforting light around me things went much better.

I still have a tense relationship with spiders, but at least now I don’t run screaming at the mere sight of one. Unless it’s big and yucky and scary. So I guess I have Duskwood to thank for exposing me to the spiders that scuttle in the corner of my eyes.

While I’m on the subject of spiders, what is the deal with elves and the eating of spiders?

In Ghostland you get a recipe for spiders from a Belf cooking trainer. And one of the first recipes you can buy in Teldrassil is one for spider’s meat too. Disgusting I tell you, DISGUSTING!