(( To Northrend! ))

(( I stood in the line in the middle of the night with a lot of you! I rode the boat over with a million of you! Its not posted until today… because I’m lazy… Anyway, this is how it went. ))

((Due To You-Know-What…))

((… the site will be down for a little while. Thanks for your patience!))

((I’m Sorry!))

((If you’re reading this, you know I’ve been neglecting my duties! However, I’ve been trying desprately to reach level 70 before WotLK comes out. I’ll be back to fill in the gaps with pretty little pictures before you know it.))

 

((Edit – the website has been updated. Thank you for your patience!))

((More About -the- Patch))

((The Trade Channel is still buzzing! But now about something different. I knew as soon as the new occupation came out, its regents would skyrocket. Turns out, it requires Herbalism, and basic herbs are going for 1100 gold PER STACK. Its rediculous. Fugikuro made me new “scribbles”, as he calls them. One to perfect my Hunter’s Mark, others for agility. He helped me re-work my talent trees, and I am able to tame Exotic pets now… just like everyone else. Soon the exotics will just be… common. Just about every higher level hunter I saw had a core hound, or a green two-headed dog that resembles the core hound, but I didn’t recognise where it was from. I visited the area where I can equip my new glyphs to my scrolls within my spell book… and the place was just chaos. The image of that is above. Needless to say, everything is in chaos. I did get my hair cut though, and that was fun! There are lots of new neat styles to try, but in the end, I paid to get it back. Ami just isn’t Ami without her pig-tails. Fugikuro didn’t even recognise her!))

((-THE- Patch))

((Yes, yes, the trade channel is buzzing. Yesterday was the new patch, getting WoW ready for its new Litch King expansion. I got up extra early this morning to see Stormwind harbor, and was happily greeted by other fun things, such as the new calandar, new talent trees, the collections, new occupation, and acheviements. Unfortunately, like many other WoW players, I work full time, and have yet to test anything out. So, here I go, diving into that wonderful World of Warcraft that we know and love, shaken to its core.))

((To the Outlands!))

((Due to the closing in of the Warcraft expansion, Ami and I are very busy crunching out levels. Not to mention, I’m sick of going two miles an hour while Fugikuro passes me up. So I’m determind to get my mount and visit the Outlands as quickly as I can! This means less time to update Ocean Princess, Ice Priestess. I’m trying to keep up, but for awhile, there may just be fun screenshots!

Also, happy Autumn, everyone! My favorite season!))

“Golden Red: One” ~ Photograph by Amithyst

The Great Debate

The Level 30 Mount Controversy

We all knew it was going to happen. Blizzard announced it, the opinion wars began. On the Trade channels. I saw a lot of opinions fly around while I was in Stormwind, and this is mine.

At first, I thought having level 30 mounts was very unfair to all the players who worked really hard to make it to 40. I still believe that.

However, when I was level 28 last week, questing in Ashenvale, I literally spent two and a half hours searching for ONE NPC. And I thought to myself, “Wow! A mount would be really nice right about now.”

So, level 30 mounts. Unfair? Maybe. Useful? Yes. Make the decision for yourself, but don’t disrespect others that worked hard by bragging about it.

“The Shipyard” ~ Photograph by Amithyst

 

Check out my new Fancomic, ‘FeatherMoon’!

The Reader

I am currently holding tarot readings in the top floor of Trias’ Cheese near the gate in Stormwind. If you are interested, please let me know!

((Now – normally, I don’t write about things that happen to me in real life. Infact, I never do. This is a role playing page. However, I thought I’d share the scariest dream I’ve ever had in my life with you. This dream was so terrifying, I can honestly say I’ve never even felt this kind of fear in my living or dreaming states, ever. First, you have to understand, I am very much afraid of the dark. That in mind, I continue. I’ve made the text smaller, because it isn’t a main point for my site.

I lived in a city full of happy people. One day, something was turning them into monsters. People were scared, and would run away.

A blonde man in a trench coat walked into a black store that had a sign painted with a golden pyramid. They were scared of him, too.

Some people decided to hunt the monsters, and return the city to peace.

Some of the people who were hunters got infected, and also turned into monsters, but still looked like people. One didn’t, though. He looked like an alien with white skin. He was shorter than me. He was hunting me, but didn’t seem to want to kill me.

I decided to hunt the monsters. I had to, or I would live in fear forever. I recieved a hunter’s gun. It looked like a crossbow, but with gun nozzles along the bow.

One night, I found myself in a deserted building with very tight hallways and many corners. All I had was the flashlight on the end of my gun. I was terrified, I’m scared of the dark. I swung in wildly to see into all the corners. If I saw something, I was sure I would literally have a heart attack.

Up a little further, in a corner, I thought I breifly saw something. It looked red, close to the ground. I couldn’t tell what it was, maybe a blood smear with something still there.

My flashlight flickered. It died before I got a good look.

Alone, in the dark, and lost in a maze of little hallways, I began to go into defence mode. Never, in my whole life of living or dreaming have I felt such fear. I started to curl my body up until I was almost sitting on the floor. There was complete silence, which just made the darkness worse.

I suddenly felt something. Not a touch, or a breath, but I felt something horrible.

Slowly, I began to rise back up. I felt the most horrible presence I have ever felt in my life. It was everywhere around me. My mouth went dry. Whatever it was pushed against my skin and right into my body. “Is this what it’s like to get infected?” I thought. Something was in my throat.

I placed my hands at my neck. It felt swollen.

And that’s it. I woke up with my hands at my neck. Luckily for me, it was morning. If I had woken up in the dark I don’t know what I would have done.))

“Fall of the River God” ~ Photograph by Amithyst