bonivus

On the advice of my faithful translator, I've moved over from Livejournal to Dreamwidth. You may friend me there.

May the winds guide you safely.

[translated from taurahe]

Dear Journal:

I admit I've not written in a very long time. I have been... busy.

Unfortunately, I was also looking for love in a wrong place. Apparently, the only creature that wanted to share in my romantic picnic was a small beetle native to the island I was on.

I will admit that it could have been the fact that I was in bear form, which is best described as 'a furry wrecking ball' according to my translator. He had a harder time describing what a wrecking ball was, I will amusingly admit.

[translator's comment: I call shenanegans. He damn well knew what one was!]

In any case, dear journal, I must make this brief. Them scourge won't kill themselves...

[translated from orcish]

... and it has been a long, strange journey. Watching friends advance, while watching others go through.... well, I cannot be certain if it is madness, or if was a breaking point that was finally reached. I wanted to help him, but the knights of the ebon blade sent me a message warning me against it, stating that they had things under control. I do hope he recovers.

Allegedly I'm getting a pet from this.

Another day, another set of daily quests. Can't complain, it's a great money spinner (9 quests at about 13 gold on average each = just over 100 gold!), I'm building reputation with no less then three factions (The Knights of the Ebon Blade, the Oracles in Sholozar, and the Sons of Hodir out in storm peaks) in a reasonable manner, and it keeps me somewhat busy.

Although what I really need to be doing is working on increasing my skills as a leatherworker.

And speaking of a money spinner, I earned enough to get a 'vanity' mount- my own armored wind rider. Slightly useless as I can just shift into bird form, but still kinda nice to be able to use.

[translated from taurahe]

Today marks a very expensive day in my travels. I've acquired, at considerable expense, artisan flight training. This allows me to ride the faster flying mounts, once I acquire them, or shift into a faster flight form.

I also acquired the title "explorer".

Now, to save up another thousand gold or so and buy what most call 'vanity mounts'- Such as a bear, or for the really big spenders, a traveler's mammoth, which can carry passengers and has vendors. :)

I also made one other change- I'm no longer in the guild Pieces of Eight. (Through no fault of their own- I had a long chat with the guild master.) I'm hanging out in Higher breath with a fair number of other friends and Ex- Frost Wolf refugees. I might even start running dungeons again.

[translated from orcish]

I have people asking my if I am a healer. A *lot*.

(While druids are reasonably competant at everything, we are 'jack of all trades'- Master of None, competant in all. A properly geared and talented holy priest's healing abilities make me look like a candle next to a star.)

I'm tempted to start replying 'Yep, I'm full feral and stam-geared to be the healer that cannot die.'

Here's your sign.

... And that's done. I hope Kes understands.

[translated from tauhe]

So. I turned 80 about a week ago, and all I can say is.. What a strange ride it's been.

I think a few changes are in order, however. While I do not have any major problem with my current guild, Pieces of Eight, There is no real love there either. I need to have a quick discussion with the guild leader and explain why I'm leaving for a different guild. I just hope they understand that there's no hard feelings, but that it's not where I need to be anymore.

And secondly, I'm slowly working my way to getting my Artisan flight training. I've managed to amass over half the gold needed for it, but it's still a long way off to get there.

Not much else has changed.

Dear 80 Night elf,

Yes, I was flagged for PvP when I flew in to Shadow Vault. I had been doing some mercy killings on the Broken Front, got stuck in the barrel of Orgimm's Hammer, and hearthed back, and was on my way to Dalaran to go and do something else. Thanks for ganking me and siccing the guards on me.

Hopefully, the karma of the multiple 80 elite guards turning on you after they killed me will sink in, and you won't make such a rash mistake in the future. But then again, you *are* alliance, and somewhat prone to rash acts. (at least according to the propagana)

No Love,

A level 79 feral Druid who normally wants *nothing* to do with PvP.