Not quite the relationship you’d expect. But since said cow can turn into a giant lion and a bear, it might be expected…

In other news, I need to learn how to take better screenshots.

We murdered that damn blind dragon. Can’t say we’re not equal oppertunity murderers, right? It’s been for a good cause, though, at least if you see “Saving the World” as good cause.

Fun fight – and a fun kill. All that was left of our raid was me trying to get the most out of my measily tank dps – and a mage going full blast and promptly dying half a second after the boss.

Sometimes I’m so glad pallys can ressurrect. ;)

We’ve killed him since then (and a few of his fellow dragons in Twilight Bastion), but it’s still a shaky kill, we tend to lose quite a lot of people especially when he lifts of to bomb us from above.

A perfect raiding group we aint – but we’re making decent, if slowish progress through the current tier. :)

The true reason tanks are insane

In other news: I learned to love that lightwell. Such a useful little spell.

So patch day came and went¹, and with it an undocumented suprise happened. That damn rolling pin isn’t a rolling pin anymore, instead it morphed into a northrend-style spikey… club-thingy. 1000% improvement, in my eyes, and after she got over the initial shock², Samus tends to agree.

But of course NOW she’s whining about the spelleffect, which wasn’t visible on the old rolling pin. It makes her – and here I quote – “look like an incompetent resto-druid with literal power incontinence“.

Bloodelves.
I swear they’re only happy when they’re high on fel-energy.

Can YOU spot the problem?

I am Sin’dorei, I am a Bloodknight, a paladin.

I command the very Light by nothing but sheer force of will, and I am proud of that.

I stormed Naxxramas and Ulduar, I was there to “convince” Algalon to put of Azaroth’s reorganisation, I’ve slain more dragons than I can care to remember. Good, bad, alive, corrupted, undead – It didn’t matter, they all died. Small threats, big threats, I was there. I faced down the Lich King himself self in the heart of his power, took the mightiest of his blows and I saw him fall.

I’ve always, always, always thrown myself between harm and my companions, I bought them the time they needed to take them down. And sometimes, when things didn’t work out too well, I bought them the time to run away. I’ve died more often than I care to remember.

So, tell me, Powers that be… Please tell me…

What in the thausend Blazes has Deathwing broken in your heads, that you decided BEST PRE-RAID TANKING WEAPON SHALL BE A FRIGGIN ROLLING PIN?!

You WANT me to go Retribution, don’t you?

No love,
Samus