Liven up a little!

Well, after reviewing some of my posts, I realize that this blog is kind of boring, plain, and almost void of life. Therefore, we should Holy Shock a little life into this blog by adding some more personal stuff about my WoW-adventures, besides just links to builds, advice, and my complaining.

I respecced Retribution this morning, PvP style, and entered my first EotS in weeks. My heart was pounding as I entered the battle ground and 'Walk' by Pantera popped up on iTunes. Gorehowl was bloody as ever, maybe even more as it had been a while since it last tasted some orc flesh. As I was buffing, it started, and I hopped on Petunia my Charger.

"im going to BE, anyone?" appeared at the bottom of my screen, and I directed my horse down the rocks to a gentle landing. I knew what to do. Alongside a season 3 priest, a season 1 warrior, and a mage with some odd gear, I raced my way across the desolate ground and over the bridge. Surprisingly, there was little defense, and I cut a down a rogue that attempted to surprise the mage. It felt good to have that heft in my hands, Gorehowl spraying blood across the ground as the orc crumpled and faded.

The tower was ours! And every single Ally was up. Soon, we had a three cap, and things were going well with two nicely executed flag runs. But the Horde would not stand for this, and in a classic maneuver, zerged the broken Fel Reaver. We lost bases, the Horde lost bases, and the score began to even out, with the Alliance at the lead. There was so much chaos that eventually both factions were down to one base. That's when we stepped it up. Snatching up three of the four bases, I charged the center and nabbed the flag right before the rogue behind me tore through my armored chest piece and rended my back with a cruel dagger. As I turned to cut him down, I was amazed to see that same mage who I had saved earlier had frost bolted the rogue and shattered his body into a thousand little pieces. I was not pursued as I triumphantly ran the flag to the Mage Tower, setting us in place for the win. Only a few seconds had passed when the 'Victory!' stats page appeared before me. Second in damage done, behind a Grand Marshall hunter from the same server as me, and 3 in killing blows, behind that same hunter and a Tauren warrior.

As I marched down to the bank to deposit my marks, I felt emboldened. Petunia came to my side at a whistle, and I rode off. Today was going to be a fine one...