Dumb Deaths I Have Died

Sure, I have died dozens and dozens of time during my career in WoW but a few of these really stand out.  One of the early ones was running myself into the Stormwind moat and finding the walls too steep to climb out. Then there was the time I suicided myself under the wheels of The Deeprun Tram.  Finally had to get one of the Blizzard Helper Dudes to get me out of that one.  The time i was fooled by the baby bear cub playing in front of the cave in the hills above Auberdine. Mama Mia!  And those elevators in Undercity!   Am I the only one for which they are an optical illusion?  I have killed myself at least 3 times on them.  Splatted on some floor or else landed in the Undercity sewers.  Yuk!  The times I died and died and died off the coast of Shadowprey Village trying to find an item that turned out not to be there.  You’d think I would learn after the first half dozen times.  Not moi.  But the coup de grace was the time I died at the top of the ladder looking into Edward Van Cleef’s face.  Some sailor came out of nowhere and did me in.  It was fortunate for me that I was with my son, the Druid.  He promptly rezzed me, gave me a thorough scolding for getting myself killed and made me go stand in a corner.  I must say, I am bemused, amused, sometime confused but never refuse to learn from this parent child role reversal.

Note to those who have been kind enough to leave comments:  I’m still on the steep side of the learning curve with this blog thing as well as with my digital camera and cell phone ~ never did get the GPS mastered so gave it to the Druid.  I do appreciate the comments and may start responding in my blog if I don’t get the response thing wired pretty soon.

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Rocket Chicken

Have you seen the wing-heavy Rocket Chicken cutie in Booty Bay?  This Booty Bay Beauty is located on the piling next to one of the auctioneers on the lower wharf.  She caught my eye one day as I was running some pirate’s errand.  I was stopped in my tracks. Captivated. Love at first sight. A coup de foudre.  I must have watched her for ten minutes ~ thats a lot of time in WoWland.   I loved the dainty way she pecked at the invisible corn. The way she laid flames instead of eggs. The wavy line~ drawings on her rocket wings that look like the face of The Wizard of Oz Scarecrow.  Of course, as soon as I saw this darling dinosaur descendant I had to have one.  I scrambled to find out where and how.  I was mightily disappointed to find that she is a Crackerjack prize in one of the WoW trading card decks. But that is probably just as well.  She would just take up bag room I can’t really spare and I can come visit Bottle Rocket Red whenever I am in port.

A Horse! A Horse! My Kingdom for a Horse!

When you roll up a character in WoW you should be shown the mount you will get when you reach Level 40. I might have thought twice about rolling up a Blue Kangaroo . As it is, I am currently a Level 44 Drenai Hunter with pushing 300 gold in the bank and still running around on foot. All because I am too prideful and stubborn to settle for a dumb, fruity, clunky, chunky Elekk. Let the gnomes have them. I want a wolf like the Orcs get to ride, or a nightsaber like the Nightelves. But what would be really cool to have is one of those gorgeous brown horses with white fetlocks and blazing hoofs. Can’t have it, I know ,but the next best thing is become exalted with Stormwind and at least get a regular looking horse. At least until I can get a Black War Steed.

What does it take to become exalted with Stormwind? 21,000 points. That is a lot of running around on dribbly nosed low level npc quests. I am only a little over a third of the way there which means a lot more running around on foot. So this prideful, stubborn Hunter spent (some might say squandered) two talent points on maxing out Aspect of the Cheetah in order to get places faster and not feel quite so grumped when those over 40 guys on their Elekks pass me by.