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The Brain, It Is Boggled

Q: Hunters are really excited about the new pets being introduced in 5.1. Requests have been coming in from both forums & social media asking if we can expand the number of stable slots so they can collect them, rather than agonize over which pet they want to release to free up a slot. Suggestions include adding more stable slots, or adding a hunter pet tab similar to the way mounts/battle pets are listed. Are there any plans for updating Hunter pet storage?

A: Not at this time. We understand the concern and are exploring options to better optimize the system, but the hunter essence wasn’t designed to be “catch them all.”

So I had heard about this through guild chat, but this is the first time I’ve actually read the question and answer.  My initial response?  Headdesk.  Headdesk.  Headdesk.  Headdesk.  That whole saying where “assuming makes an ass out of u and mi” seems relevant here.  I mean, what do they think we hunters do!?

MY POKEMANS, LET ME SHOW YOU THEM

Oh. So that’s what Blizzard thinks we do.
Pet Battle paranoia, perhaps?

According to Petopia, there are currently ninety million around 528 pets with different looks a huntard could theoretically tame.  Each “family” of pets has its own useful skill, some of which overlap.  They are adding at least 100 more pets in Patch 5.1.  Now, not all of these possess unique skins and there are no new families as far as I know, but the number does include looks that have never been tamable before.

Each hunter has a grand total of 25 slots for pets if you include the ones on our character.  It is not about trying to “catch them all” because doing so is not and has not been remotely possible.  Maybe it was back in Vanilla days, but I played a rogue for a week when WoW first came out and Google can’t help me find the answer to that now.

At level 90, I have seen and tamed things all over the world, and I’ve abandoned my fair share of pets along the way.  I, at least, and probably the majority of hunters, are not now nor have ever been looking to “catch them all.”  I just wanted to tame the ones I liked.  When we ask for more stable space, we’re looking to have space for our favorites while being able to have a few pets to change in and out for variety’s sake.  It’d be the icing on the cake if we had space to tame some of the new-to-the-patch things that did not exist or were untamable before.

Sure, there’s probably somebody else out there who tames solely for bragging rights.  That’s not wrong, even if it may not be the way Blizzard wants hunters to see their pets.  Why do we keep exotic animals as pets in the real world, despite the bevy of laws (at least here in the United States) against many of them?  It may be the thrill, but it’s almost certainly got something to do with our pride too.  Why should pet keeping in Warcraft be so much more forcedly noble?  If someone wants to tame All the Things for vanity’s sake the sense of accomplishment alone, let them.  He or she can’t run around Azeroth with them all out at once, and I, for one, am not going to their Armory profile just to find out what’s in their stable.  The theoretical hunter who doesn’t care about his or her pets and is just collecting them for the sake of collecting won’t be made to care about them by the stable slot limit.

By level 90, a hunter has most likely filled up all of his or her available pet slots.  Thermalix has one open slot, but that’s because I sat down and forced myself to abandon four or five of the ones I had before.  Even the pets I abandoned in the end were not like Mechalis’ undead minion or Centina’s water elemental.  They had value to me, making it hard to get rid of them.

Maybe some of those pets we keep are color changers, which Blizzard in its infinite wisdom has made unobtainable post MoP.  Perhaps they are rares, with hours and effort invested in their capture.  They could be connected to emotional memories, be used for RP purposes but not for raiding, or even – as mentioned – be kept solely for the sake of the status the pet confers upon its owner.  Each reason is valid, but each pet we keep takes up a slot in a very limited space while Blizzard keeps giving us lots of new options.

The hunter “essence” right now is something like this: in order for the LOLCat to haz cheezburger, the LOLCat must first give up cheezburger.  By giving our old pets value – one of the things Blizzard seems to want us to do here – we are prevented from taming new ones.

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So There I Was

I was flying into Mount Hyjal at about 6:30 or so this morning to do Firelands dailies, which I almost never do because they make me think druids are both arrogant and friggin’ cheap.  You need how many Marks of the World Tree again!?  Can’t I recruit you in installments or something!?  Oh, you’re giving me two whole Marks of the World Tree for this quest?  HOW GENEROUS OF YOU.  Gawd!

As a huntard, I tend to have all types of huntard tracking on all the time, which can pose some challenges.  Non-aggressive mobs, for example, are represented by the same dang yellow dot that mining nodes are.  So when I fly, I often have one hand on the controls and one at the minimap, mousing over each dot to see if it’s something I can make money from or safely ignore.

While heading to the Sanctuary of Malorne, I moused over a dot called Ankha.  “HAH!”  I thought.  “Somebody’s an Animal Crossing fan!”

Animal Crossing's Ankha

Animal Crossing’s Ankha

Because I hadn’t had coffee yet, it took a good thirty seconds before I realized that wasn’t a player.  It’d be green if Horde, pale yellow if unflagged Alliance.  Wait just one darn tootin’ minute, that’s …

World of Warcraft's Ankha

World of Warcraft’s Ankha
Way more toothy.

I wish I had a screenshot, but I was too busy going OMFG LAND GOTTA LAND OMFG TAKE ARMOR OFF OMFG WHERE DID IT GO OH OH OH IF SOMEBODY ELSE GETS IT WAIT THERE IT IS COME BACK HERE OMFG CRAP PUT CURRENT PET AWAY TAME TAME TAME TAME DID I TAKE MY ARMOR OFF TAME OMFG MINE.

It still seems a little surreal.  I spent eight hours camping for Skoll, yet here I just practically trip into this Spirit Beast cat.

NAME TIEM!

GAWD! I can’t help you right now! Wait a minute or something!

Pet Battles 01

Pet Battles 01
I’M BUSY RIGHT NOW GEEZE

I’m fighting a SRS BIZNIS pet battle plzkthx!  I don’t have the time to be SAVING people!  Say something again in five minutes.

I’ve decided that any pet I tame must be at least a green, or uncommon, which means that this whole collecting pets business is taking longer than anticipated.  On the upside, I’m getting a chance to level lots of different things up to 5.  One thing I do find annoying (from a completionist perspective) is how many damn pets there are that look exactly the same and do exactly the same thing but are “different” because they have different names.  There are ten different “versions” of the same damn roach, for example.  Whoop-de-doo.

And is it just me, or is there something ironic about getting rare quality rats?  I may have to make an all rat team, consisting of Pinky (Stormwind Rat), the Brain (Undercity Rat) and Narf (plain old but still somehow rare Rat).  (And for yet another rat-related reference, I convinced a guildmate to name his rare quality rat “Rous.”)

Introducing my current lineup, coming soon to a continent near you:

TEAM OF WINNARZ

TEAM OF WINNARZ

TEAM OF WINNARZ

TEAM OF WINNARZ

TEAM OF WINNARZ

TEAM OF WINNARZ

 

Why yes, I am taking this seriously.  Why do you ask?

Face, Meet Desk

Thirabel, as you might recall, was once a Night Elf druid whose sole purpose in life was to beardance on Varian Wrynn’s head.  With her goal fulfilled, I realized the only reason I would want to play a druid would be to transmog leather outfits (since I have wearers of all other armor classes), but that’s 85 levels to go for the sake of completionism, and that kinda killed that plan.  [Edited to add: Oops, forgot about Bombelina.  I have wearers of all armor classes, therefore, the druid for transmog purposes would be redundant.]  I eventually concluded that if I was going to have an alt for an Alliance alt (suddenly, my life is like looking into a mirror looking into a mirror), I was going to make this as damn easy as possible and make her a huntard.

Thirabel

Unfortunately, for a second time lowbie space goat, Azuremyst/Bloodmyst Isle is like the Alliance version of Mulbore: it’s kind of tedious and takes a painfully long time to get anywhere.  My general feeling was something like, “I’ve gone through this place once before, and I’ll be damned if I innoculate the owlbeasts again!”  So, despite my hesitations, I sent Thirabel to Elwynn Forest, to live among the humans.  (Reason 1: They have a hunter trainer.  Reason 2: I find  the human quests more interesting than the night elf ones.  Reason 3: Leveling a space goat amongst dwarves seemed insane.)

Upon arrival in Stormwind, poor Thir was immediately stalked by a loony death knight, so she fled town and ran to Northshire Abbey.  Completing the quests there didn’t take much time, and so Thir entered the most difficult portion of her short life – that is, surviving Goldshire.

Goldshire Never Changes

Goldshire Never Changes
Level 8 vs. Level LOLZ!

I’ve begun to realize that you don’t see the Horde hanging out in the equivalent location (Razor Hill) for the lolz, whereas in Goldshire, the Alliance is there and full of lolzing, and that makes your early levels suck.  Goldshire takes “For the Alliance” and does a little transformation, making it “FOR TEH LOLZ!”  The only problem is that the lolz are generally at your lowbie expense.

Some more lolz were had at Thir’s expense and she was feeling a little jumpy, so she decided it was probably safer to live in the woods.  While helping out in the boondocks (otherwise known as the Stonefield Farm), a level 85 male human mage descended next to her from out of nowhere.  He was wearing a diving helmet and riding a rocket.  Given her past experience with human males (stalker, rather upfront commentary on her appearance, gibberish, all around insanity, etc.), Thir pretty much panicked.  Her fight or flight reflex malfunctioned however, so she /waved.

Rocket Mage 01

Rocket Mage 01
He started off with “Greetings.”

The first thing he had to say filled her with dread.

Rocket Mage 02

Rocket Mage 02
That sounds ominous.

As it turns out, the gift was 200g.  I generally don’t like to take without giving something in return (although some folks have cured me of this habit by refusing to accept the pretty rocks, clam meat and whatnot I try to give), so I gave him the linen I was carrying.  When you’re level 10, you can’t offer much!

Face, meet Desk, because:

  1. You walked into Goldshire despite knowing what goes on there, but also,
  2. You assumed the worst about Mr. Mage, and you were wrong.

This is the LAST TIME, I swear!

Sunblood and Caliverne think Thermalix has a rare addiction.  She doesn’t, really – but it is true that if you camp rares, you’re probably mental on some level.

Enter Spiteflayer, a rare level 55 carrion bird in banana yellow.  This guy:

Spiteflayer

Spiteflayer
Image from Petopia

If you read up a bit on Spiteflayer, you find that because 1.) It’s a carrion bird in banana yellow, and 2.) It’s located in the Blasted Lands, which is generally not a top destination, nobody camps this thing.  Most folks show up, it’s there, they tame it, story ends.

I, however, named this blog “That Was an Accident!” for a  reason.

Camping for Spiteflayer

Camping for Spiteflayer

When Thermalix showed up, Spiteflayer was (wisely, in hindsight) not there.  Caliverne showed up, flipped his Titanium Seal of Dalaran in the air, and pronounced that the camping effort would be a success.  And so they waited.  And waited.  They practiced methods of yanking birds down to the ground (Thermalix flying in front of them, making /rude gestures = failure, Caliverne doing some fancy falling from the sky and daring warrior skill move = success).  At last, two hours in, Spiteflayer showed!  As she ran towards her target, Thermalix pulled out her bow to slay some of the cultists who were chasing her.  While they couldn’t kill her, they could make the tame take longer by smacking her lots.  Only problem here was she had not, in fact, retargeted like she thought she had.

Camping for Spiteflayer

Camping for Spiteflayer
OH MY GOD WHAT HAVE I DONE

While consoling herself with the fact that at least it wasn’t like she shot Skoll in the face, the whole thing was a big OH SHEEYIT moment.  Caliverne and Therm decided to come back in about four hours, since they did, after all, know the exact moment Spiteflayer perished.  Let’s just say that this time was waaaay past Therm’s normal bedtime, and just to make EXTRA CERTAIN that absolutely NO ACCIDENTS could occur, she removed ALL of her weapons.  Can you punch a bird out of the sky?  Not when you’re as short as Thermalix is.

Just at the four hour mark – just as Spiteflayer was due to appear in the skies – my internet connection died.  Well, sheeyit, son.  It could not be revived, and I had to pass out anyway.  Failure!  Failure!  Such epically unepic failure!

Fortunately, when my internet connection was functioning the following morning, who should be in the area but Spiteflayer?

Camping for Spiteflayer

Camping for Spiteflayer
See, nobody camps this after all.

All’s well that ends well, but seriously, don’t shoot the damn thing you’re trying to tame.  Just sayin’.

Camping for Spiteflayer

Camping for Spiteflayer
Eventual success is still success!

A Hunter’s Friends: The Rares Edition

Therm with Cerulean

Therm with Cerulean

Having race-changed Versebelg the Troll into Thermalix the Goblin, I find that I’m relearning and enjoying playing a huntard again.  I’ve been spending more time on Therm than on Mech, and have passed several important milestones: OSHEEYIT I kited stuff successfully without dying, and OMFG rare pets!  (What will happen to Centina the hunter, you ask?  I remade her as a mage, and I retamed Pogeyan while Thermalix was in Stranglethorn to complete the Nesingwary quests.)

What’s super amazing is how helpful two guildmates in particular are.  Caliverne and Sunblood are, I think, rares too, in their own right.  Caliverne, for example, happened to be out in Scholazar farming cooking ingredients.  He saw Aotona, and “Have Group Will Travel”-ed Thermalix there on the spot to tame.  Sunblood voluntarily purchased mucho alcohol to keep Caliverne sane during The Long Stalk for Skoll and showed up whenever and whereever he was needed.  I think we camped a total of eight hours or so, six and a half of which were on one day.  The awesome thing is: I didn’t even have to ask them to help me.  Once they knew I wanted Skoll, they were out in Storm Peaks looking for him long before I even realized they were in Northrend.  (While Sunblood’s dream of attempting to sheep Skoll did not come to pass, I think he’ll forgive me for it.)

Stalking Skoll: Starting to Lose It

Stalking Skoll: Starting to Lose It

Stalking Skoll: TAMING OMG OMG

Stalking Skoll: TAMING OMG OMG
Too excited to type right.

Stalking Skoll: Now WTF do we call it?

Stalking Skoll: Now WTF do we call it?
We settled on “Stormstrike.”

Thermalix probably owes both of them shares in her soul by now.  There is a slight snag in that she did sell all the shares in her soul to Mechalis in exchange for more gold to transmog with.  She made things like this:

Transmog: Mustard, Ketchup and Pickles

Transmog: Mustard, Ketchup and Pickles
The GM said it looked like WonderWoman.
Therm had been going for “condiments.”

She ran out of money to make her weapons match, but there wasn’t anything good on the Auction House block anyway.  Mechalis is totally not sure how she feels about this particular outfit.  She did force Therm to transmog herself a new getup (see a bit of it in the Skoll shots above, better ones later), claiming that her hotpants were causing shares in her soul to fall.