Archive | December, 2011

Day 7 – The reason behind my blog’s name

9 Dec

I covered this a bit in the first blog post I wrote but since I enjoy talking too much, I’LL DO IT AGAIN!

The name of my blog came from the name of my main character.

My main character’s name is Amowrath. I noted a bit the other day that I’m a sensitive guy. I’m a straight guy, just a bit more “in touch with my feminine side” than most men I know. I also consider myself to be fairly smart. So, when it came to naming Amowrath I went to my knowledge of the Romantic Languages. “Amo” meaning love. (fun fact: I love that song Te Amo). “Wrath” came from this game being one where you kill shit. Amowrath leveled for a time as a Ret paladin, then I tried Protection, but the main spec was always Holy. The “Wrath” part of my name tied into my sensitivity, or, as my BFF Aesadonna called me once when I was feeling a little emotional, “Emowrath.” I can tend to react emotionally more than I react rationally. No good you say? Well tough shit..I’m a work in progress 😉

So….The Light’s Wrath…My main character’s name is Amowrath and I am a Holy Paladin, wielder of The Light.

Nuff said?


Day 6 – My Desk

8 Dec

This is another interesting post to do, as what constitutes “my desk” has changed in the last 3 months, twice, and will likely change again. The photo below shows my current setup, but I staged it a bit to show what it looks like on raid nights.

From left to right: my POS mini-tower, napkins to wipe away the tears of wipe rage, a Hershey bar that is representative of some snack food product that usually occupies a place on my desk during raid, a glass of soda, a bottle of water (it IS 90 minutes without a break after all), my comfy headphones, my screen and keyboard (and to the left bottom of the computer screen is an old headset that I use as my mic), a bottle of beer that represents a variety of alcoholic products I might have during raid, my notebook that is currently open to my T13 Holy Pally loot list, and my awesomeballz Razer Naga mouse. Notice there is nothing on the walls…its a room that has recently undergone remodeling…THAT, dear friends, is why I sound like I’m playing in the bathroom…

Day 5 – Favorite in-game items

7 Dec

I am not a WoW packrat or hoarder. I figure that most things can be acquired, sold or destroyed, and re-acquired. Much hilarity ensued when I watched WoWCrendor’s video about WoW Hoarders. Valid points were covered: “What if I go alchemy?” My answer: Then I’ll farm that crap IF I do! More about this topic when I get to Day 19. For now: My favorite in-game items.

My motorcycle: This sucker took a lot of farming time and money to get together. It wasn’t just doing a few bear runs and hope for a lucky roll. My bike took the at-times boring efforts to gather gather gather. I admit that despite being a bit of a nerd and quite the sensitive guy, I’ve always wanted a motorcycle (and to take girls on rides on it). Perhaps I’ll still get one when I have the money. Until then, a virtual one will do. I also like my in-game bike because it has a sidecar that has become the property of one of my guildies who is my online BFF. When running a 5 man with a new guildie one night recently, the new girl asked if she could ride in the sidecar. My reply was “sorry…only Aesadonna gets to ride in the sidecar.”

Leyara’s Locket: I love this little vanity item. (I have it activated in the screenshot..Amowrath is really human, I promise.) I love it because Amowrath is human. Amowrath used to be a blood elf before he underwent his DNA change so he could raid on the schedule I needed. Human racials are good for Holy Paladins but everything else about Humans suck. (Which is why I don’t have any other human characters.) So I click on this little baby and I get to be a Night Elf for 4 minutes. And not just a Night Elf, but a Night Elf WHO IS ON FRIKIN’ FIRE! I promptly /roar, since I think the night elf roar is the best in the game at the moment. It was also really cool to see a Night Elf paladin’ing around in the raid. Now, of course, I can do that simply by doing the Well of Eternity instance. BUT: that Night Elf isn’t on frikin’ fire!

My favorite pet is, gulp, the Pandaren Monk. I know, I know….MoP and all that….but I like this guy because he is interactive. I love the little bows and the drinking animations. I love his little karate patterns he performs randomly and the noises that accompany them. I don’t always have the little guy running around with me (I almost typed in “I don’t always have the little guy out” but I changed it to avoid dick jokes J ). Little Monk-y is out in this screen shot though. (This week I’m running around with the Sea Pony because it took OVER 150 FUCKING FISHING CASTS to get.)

Day 4 – Your best WoW memory

6 Dec

Hello all! I’m back! (I hope)

Perhaps I can get through the 20 day blogging challenge by setting it to “quarterly”?? I really do want to keep this blog here’s a rolling restart!

My best WoW memory seems to change depending on prevailing conditions in my game life. As memories go, I make new ones all the time 😀

When I joined my current guild, I admit I was as noob a raider as they come. My previous guild tried time and again to get things going in Tier 11 but to no avail. My first forays into raiding with my current guild kind of got me a little bit of a “derp” label smaked across my head. For months, I endured the (mostly) good-natured ribbing of my fellow raiders. I flipped once or twice ENOUGH ALREADY. I rejoiced when a new raider joined our team and broke the record for fastest death in the raid instance (the previous record was held by me, of course). I endured. I got better. My survivability steadily rose.

A few weeks ago, we were trying to do a Firelands alt run. Lack of attendance changed it into a Blackwing Descent alt run. Of course, we zoomed right through it. Then came Nef. I had done this fight as a healer on Amowrath, but this would be my first time as a DPS character. (My little elemental shaman Slylexia.) The fight went well….until….Nef was only at maybe 2 or 3%. Raiders dropped like flies from adds and the purply-fire. I was alone. True story! 9 people tanks, no healers, nothing. I froze for just an instant as this sank in. I then unleashed all my shammy power. I admit I forgot about my tank-in-a-box but my fire elemental popped into being. I mashed every button I could mash and zig zagged around Nef, blasting him with LB as I danced. The next thing I knew the achievement banner “Blackwing Descent” flashed on my screen. I had done it! Cheers erupted in vent. “Shammy power” was spammed in raid chat. I finally exhaled and sat back, revelling in my glory. Here was the raider that once couldn’t get out of the poo if his life depended on it, who hit the wrong buttons with some frequency, and only knew how to heal in a raid environment. Now, on a DPS character, I killed Nef…ALONE.

That memory, I think, will carry on for awhile. It was a vindication. I know what I’m doing. I just have to continue to believe it, in spite of the occasional mistake. I may not often have theorycrafting numbers swirling around in my head ready to be pulled out at a moment’s notice, but I know my character, my class, and how to do my job.