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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.
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The Bear’s Dance Party

I can’t sleep until I post this!

So, as you may recall, I had visions of dancing bears.  Because I often suspect that the only person you can trust to show up is yourself, I went ahead and made a wee little Alliance druid named Thirabel.  Her sole goal in life was to achieve bear form and /dance on that statue in front of the Keep, because if that isn’t a worthy goal, I don’t know what is.  This, of course, was slightly more effort than anticipated.  1.) I’ve never successfully leveled a druid past … oh, maybe level 23 or so, and 2.) OMFG!  OW DYING SHEEYIT CRAP OH GAWD leather isn’t as protective as plate, or having someone wearing plate tanking for you.

The Bear's Dance Party

The Bear’s Dance Party
YES LET’S DO THIS

The Bear's Dance Party

The Bear’s Dance Party
THEY’RE KILLERS I TELL YOU

Deaths happened, possibly due to a lack of shoes since none dropped and she was too broke to buy them, or alternately due to how Thirabel left Teldrassil a little too early for comfort.  (It could also be related to the fact that I don’t know WTF I’m doing when it comes to druids.  CASTING?  CAT!?  WHAT??)  Finally, despite the troubles, bearform was achieved.

The Bear's Dance Party

The Bear’s Dance Party
Can’t Touch This

Do you see the demented glee in her glowing eyes?  Of course you do. It was a gleam that was somewhat diminished by the realization that, at level 15, she had absolutely no way of getting up to the top of that damn statue.  But all was not lost.  Her friend Tab was inspired by Thirabel’s dogged devotion to the beardance cause, and she pulled out her old Alliance characters to save the day.

The Bear's Dance Party

The Bear’s Dance Party
You’re a warlock, you shouldn’t have a problem with this.

A quick stop by Niremere enabled Thirabel to use a warlockian mode of travel to transport herself to the top of the statue.   Let the beardancing commence!  At first, Thirabel and Tab thought that people visiting the King might take notice of 1 and a half bears dancing on top of the statue and choose to dance themselves.  That didn’t seem to be working, however, so they had to change their tactics.

The Bear's Dance Party

The Bear’s Dance Party
Adjusting Tactics

Yeah, we totally put out repeated calls in General and Trade for bears, people who wanted to /dance, and/or assist in adding to the AWESOME now taking place.  As it happens, if you shout it, they will come.

The Bear's Dance Party

The Bear’s Dance Party
And so it began!

The Bear's Dance Party

The Bear’s Dance Party
MORE! MORE! MORE!

The Bear's Dance Party

The Bear’s Dance Party
Dignity be damned!

But the good times could not last forever.  No, people began to depart, and so Thirabel thanked them and tried to write down their names.  (Thanks to Overide, Nemox, Lilliee, Vaeleria, Christafer, Klimma, Kheane, Tiiranes and others of Wyrmrest Accord.  And thanks, Tab, for making it possible for Thirabel to get up there in the first place.)

The Bear's Dance Party

The Bear’s Dance Party
Now what?

Now what do I do with her?