We love you very very much. Thank you, BRK.
aka Rayare/Galileyo from Sauteed Sunfish and Troll on a PowerBook
Sorry for the delay, everyone. I am still getting settled into college again. Real content will be incoming shortly!
Love you, Phae, and everything you have done for the druid community and the blogging world.
Goooood morning from rainy Redridge, and welcome to another edition of Morning Dish with your coat-licking, hairball-hacking host….Rayare!
My first piece of exciting (at least for me) news is this:
I really didn’t think I’d start getting linked this fast, especially since I only have about a week’s worth of posts under my belt. I am very happy, though! Thanks, Phae!
My second piece of exciting news is even less exciting for you readers, and is really more of a real-life status update:
In two days I will be getting on a(n) airplane gryphon and flying to the far north east (and by that I don’t mean Silvermoon or Quel’danas….somewhere much more snowy)! This also means that my entire life will be pushed forward three hours. By the time I actually get to camp for the night I will have been awake for over 36 hours. Hooray.
Once I am there I will be taking a week of sorta-vacation before moving in and starting classes again, so just expect a bit more quiet from me. After that, though, I will be back and blogging a lot more frequently than I have.
So, enough of the personal news. In Azeroth news we have….
A very happy Valentine’s Day!
And the announced dual-specs. I am really looking forward to this change, especially with Rayare. It will be fun to be either feral/balance or feral/tree so I can easily switch off between instances and solo leveling. At the moment I am very uncomfortable with tanking in bear form (the only tanking experience I have is on a prot Paladin), so I will feel a lot less pressure having the extra option to heal or mana-dps depending on the group make-up. That being said, I should really learn how to tank as a bear. Note that they have not made this change for low levels yet, so there may be a wait before I can try this out myself. Read here and here.
World of Matt-who-lives-on-NZ-with-Gal is sporting a great post about female gaming and the general female experience, written by one of his co-bloggers. Sydera is also a tree, so extra props and druid love to her. I’ve always been taken while playing WoW (and still am), so most of the people I play with know that it is not okay if they try and make a move on me (however you do that in Azeroth). I do get lewd comments, but I expect that it is from the appearance of my character, and not that they know who is underneath. Rayare’s current guildmates think I am male, though, but only because it has never come up and I really don’t know any of them well enough to tell them otherwise. I do have to say that it is nice to be dating a guy who plays WoW. They get you nice things because they love you, not because you have boobs.**
Finally I wanted to mention a post or two from Amava-who-also-lives-on-NZ-with-Gal about raid-boosting. Not only is he encountering this within his guild, it is with his own girlfriend. Controversy and drama, yay! Personally, I do not think his girlfriend’s case was raid-boosting, but it is a very interesting read regardless. I have also always loved his gold-chart. Yay!
That’s it for now! ❤
*Can’t help my hunter roots.
**My current boyfriend does not play WoW, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. There will be a post about that soon.
“Fixed a player movement error in which other players were appearing to move erratically when traveling beside them.”
So this week Ray worked on her trade skills. She is now expert in all three secondary skills (fishing, cooking, and first aid), and is only journeyman in herbing. She also dropped skinning in favor of enchanting, and immediately had enough materials to level in the 100s. Quite amusing. It was between her and the bank alt, and I figured she’d eventually be a better option for disenchanting slave than any of my low level Onyxia alts. And my level 15 hunter on Ony can skin. I think we’re set there.
The one thing I feel less inclined to level, but am doing so anyway because I gather huge amounts of cloth every time I play her, is first aid. At the moment she doesn’t really need band-aids because she can just heal in between fights (hooray kitty time). I can see the advantages of having them, obviously, but even when she gets older (i e Outland and beyond), band-aids are almost too expensive to justify using when she can just HoT herself from time to time. Unfortunately low level band-aids themselves don’t sell, and plain cloth does. I’d have to pick between leveling an almost-useless profession and making profit off of all the rogues, hunters*, and mages that can’t heal themselves, not to mention all the cloth-wearing tailoring types. Just some thoughts.
I still absolutely love fishing, and I spent some time getting the easier fishing achievements. I ran to Orgrimmar and fished up the Fishing Diplomat, too, which seems like it could be hard, but even at level 23 I know Org so well that it was a peace of cake. Maybe the guards saw through my Nelfy disguise to the beastly troll within. Rarr. I didn’t, however, fish up Old Crafty. That can wait. I also loved all the Horde love I was getting. I was only ganked once, and it was mostly just amusing. Heh heh heh. Although I can see where some Alliance would be supremely annoyed, especially once they dump you in the graveyard at Razor Hill (good luck finding your way back, humans). I know from experience that there is a graveyard in Northern Durotar near the gates of Org. That’s how we zerge all the Alliance trying to run through the front gates (dumb dumb plan if you want to kill Thrall). Oh well.
I also realized how much I miss Orgrimmar. Sniff sniff.
*Hunter shouldn’t need first aid.
We also have gnomes.
I feel a little violated.
I am a freshman in college, and as a part of our yearly curriculum my school has us take two months during the winter to do internships. Mine is back home in sunny SoCal, working at the La Jolla Historical Society. Aside from the huge workload and various painful jobs they are making me do (so….many…….papercuts! gasp!), I kind of sit around doing research as a baby archivist and talk to visitors who come in.
There’s an older man who comes into the offices about once a week. He’s been a volunteer researcher for an enormous amount of years (like many other old people here), so everyone knows him pretty well. His name is Bob.
Bob does his research at my desk (read: table that I made a ‘Rayare’s Desk’ sign for) and let me tell you – he is just. like. Treebeard! I am not even kidding, he is a living, breathing Ent! He breaths very slowly and with a very tree-esque laugh, and he talks ver………..y slow….ly. He also yawns a lot.
The reason I was suddenly reminded of this awesomeness is because he is currently breathing right next to me. He’s very nice!
That’s my story.
((The computer is mine, and you can see my little sign. It is also raining outside. Rare occurrence.))