We dinged 69 within 5 minutes of each other last night. I don’t know if I’ve mentioned it but my alt-aholic friend (more on her many alts in another post) and I made a pact to level these two toons together. This may seem like an easy thing to do but there’s a two hour time difference, a vast discrepancy in available play time and schedules, some differences in play style, professions and material gathering, significant others and many other factors involved. I think this is a great accomplishment on our part so props to us, we get gold stars. it’s not anywhere near good as a simultaneous….. er well let’s just leave it at that, lol.
Not sure what’s next for us, maybe a few dungeons for gear before Wrath. I’ll write a whole blog on that sometime soon I think. I’m a planner, it’s what I do. The plans never happen, but I plan. Don’t ask.
I’m Canadian (for all you Americans, that’s the big chunk of land to your north, inhabited by eskimos and moose) and throughout my travels I’ve met many of the stereo-typical “ugly Americans”. I’ve also met many wonderful Americans, don’t get me wrong, nor is this confined to any country really, I’ve met my fair share of Canadian jerks too. Anyway, my point is that they’re not confined to the real world and we met one last night. Let me give you some background. We’re doing the “Capture the Weapons” in Shadowmoon valley. We down the first level 68 elite and then proceed to attack and kill the level 69 elite, with a little help from a hunter nearby. Turn in and head for Eclipse Point and realise that one of us hasn’t looted one of the weapons, doh! Coincidentally, within minutes a general chat pops up for help with the quest. Bonus, we group up with the guy.
It starts immediately… “Let’s go! Are you guys gonna hearth here? Are you close? Follow me! I know the way!” Now, we have similar toon names but we’re not related, we’ve never met and we don’t have intimate knowledge of each other, we just play together. He notices our names “Are you guys related? Are you brother and sister? Are you married? Are you dating? Where are you from?” By this time we’re fighting a frakking level 68 elite, hello! Anyway, we down it, thank him and prepare to head out…. but no…. “Hey, can you help me with a quest? What are you doing now? Can I come? What’s better…. (links two items)?” OMG! Well the biggest downfall to us both is we’re too nice with idiots. We tell him where we’re headed and off we go, pick up quests, go see the ghost guy for the Gorefiend quests, do the first two of those “Let’s do the next one”, “It’s on Netherwing ledge, we need a flying mount”, “Oh,that’s gay”. Gah! We try the big doggie, it owns us (mainly due to his pet, a netherray, being the worst pet in the world and totally unable to hold aggro), so we go and do the diemetradon one and then tablets as it’s close. Whenever we pull 2 or 3 mobs my friend and I end up doing all the fighting while hunter-boy is off getting the tablets. I have 3 and my friend 1 when he announces “I gotta go guys, seeya”, oddly enough, he has all his tablets. Jerk.
Lastly, I wanna give a huge shout out to my wonderful wife for putting up with my two-year addiction to this silly game. Luckily she knew I had an addictive personality beforehand, lol. Anyway, work has been very stressful as an 18 month project of mine goes live tomorrow and immersing myself in another world helps me handle that stress, so I thank her with all my heart. I love you honey.