Minus 1 bear.
In a fit of what seems to be either stupidity, rage, boredom, insanity, madness, a period of being 3 fries short of a happy meal, or just being whacko, I have made a new hunter.
This hunter is different however; he is a dwarf. Dwarves are typically short(I’m tall), burly(I’m delicate), hairy(which I’m not), drunk(I’m sober), belligerent(when angered), and uncouth(like an Orc). In short(tee-hee) they are the opposite of me in every single fathomable way.
Why did I roll a new Alliance(eyaugh!) hunter? This idea was brandished before me by none other than Elnoriah/Eldadres of Plagued Candles who has, with Roz from Repgrind and Troutwort from Crits and Giggles, rerolled a new alliance character to play with people from this corner of the Blogosphere on the Winterhoof server.
Also, I’m planting the seeds of the downfall of the entire Alliance, but that’s none of your buisiness.
/flourish
Everyone, meet Franko.
Yes, I am paying some homage with this character. You don't have to like it.
Oh don’t worry. I’m not completely out of this picture… I’ve left a little bit of myself in this picture.
Everyone… meet his pet.
Welcome to the pack... Klin, the wolf.
He doesn’t have dash yet, either! So for now, he really is a Slow Wolf.
Oh, and because I didn’t take a screenshot of that King guy in Ironforge before I killed him last time…
Yes, my liege. Invest with Enron, they know what they're doing.*snicker*
I might make a little note before I continue:
The dwarf area is HARD in comparisson to the Blood Elf area. There are mobs who charge, mobs who frostshock, and mobs who seem to come at you in numbers like math problems in a calculus class. Kiting my way to level 10 has been difficult, but not without it’s reward. It was a lot of fun, if you ignore the hundreds of leper gnomes, boars, cats, bears, wendigos, rabbits, orchards, farmers, guards, the king, and the wolves you had to kill along the way, not to mention the massive distances and the massive distances. Did I mention the massive distances? They really are big you know.
Like space, even. They’re similar.
No wonder dwarves are so tough: they put up with the worst crap from day 1, starting with the fact that they’re short, hairy, noisy, smelly, potentially spacefaring midgets.
