Archive for December, 2008

Tigercon ’08!

Whilst I lay nestled securely in my bed, slumbering away with meager blankets clutched jealously about, casa de la Tiger was raided. They came in the night, rolling and sliding into my driveway with the utmost stealth, to be met with the open arms of my warrior husband.

Who was invaiding? It wasn’t burglars, it wasn’t the police, or neighbors, or family, or even the Alliance! No, we were raided by a Warlock and a Shaman!

And on this day I declare the start of Tigercon ’08! Two of Atrides’s guildies who have, over the course of a year or two, turned into very close friends of ours, took it upon themselves to come and visit us for the holidays!

I might have pictures, I’m not too sure. It all depends on if we can find my camera or if I can manage to get everyone to pose in front of my webcam. Needless to say, I’m really touched, appreciative, and excited.

I do have a post in the works complete with visual aids. Hopefully I’ll have that ready this week. :)

In the mean-time, Happy New Year to everyone! Don’t get too drunk, and stay off the roads!

/flop

Everyone’s been holiday-busy right? Right.

yeah…

Achievements are a funny thing. I know many people who’ve been busily scurrying around doing their best to get the Merrymaker title. I had every intention to be one of them, really, I did! I even had ninja tactics all planned out on how to leech HKs off everyone else because of the shape-shifting headache.

What I did instead was, pretty much, completely disconnect myself. I don’t think I’ve logged into WoW in DAYS. I logged on a bit on Christmas Day to open my presents, and all the presents on all my alts. I was lucky enough to get three little helpers (in both red and green), and a snowman. The jingling bell eluded me, however, until I realized that just over yonder was the Auction House.

Needless to say, a hundred or so gold later I had my happy little reindeer and a very impressive stash of Preserved Holly!

Oh, by the way, all of my alts have been rendered largely unplayable due to their, some might say excessive, burden of snowballs.

Any of you remember:

/Cancelform
/Use Snowball
/Cast Swift Flight Form

?

Still works, still LOTS of fun. It’s even more fun now that I’ve got epic wings!

Oh, by the way, last week <Unemployed> went to try and take down Malygos. He mopped the floor with our face, but I forgive him.

After all, who can say no to such cute chin-fuzz?

Behold… Tha POWAH!

Of tha Sowah…

Kraut that is!

Sizzling merrily in a pan along with a ponderous length of kilbasa, imparting deliciously wonderous flavors to an already-seasoned sausage, was my dinner.

Raid time was imminent. Invites were being handed out at 6:30 in preparation for a first pull at 7pm sharp, I was in danger of being late. Between the cold, uncaring gaze of mother nature and a looming holiday party I was, indeed, in very mortal danger of being late. I arrived home amid blowing winds and drifting snow to find Mr Tigerfeet busy at the stove, counters cleaned and dinner ready to be prepared.

I eyed the green can, full of dubiously fermented cabbage with a somewhat jaundiced eye. The smell that wafted forth from within wasn’t necessarily noxious, but it didn’t leave me expecting the delicious treat that was to follow.

I hustled, upstairs and down, flew through my negligible tidying chores to get ready for the excitement of tonight. It was Tuesday, the first raid night of the 3-day raiding week. I would be tanking under Mel, the main raid leader. If there was any time to show my mettle, adaptability, and skill, this was it.

Up and down, up and down. Up to craft a belt, down to stir the frying pan. Up to accept a raid invite, and down to dish up dinner. A slow, expectant smile graced the lips of my beloved as he held towards me a fork laden with the gently steaming limp, yet crunchy vegetable. I was hesitant, but took a bite, and soon found myself enthralled.

I grabbed a plate, sliced off a generous portion of the kilbasa and watched as Atrides spooned on what, at the time, seemed like an obscene amount of sauerkraut. The hour was getting late, however, and naxxramas was waiting so up again I dashed with fork and knife and plate of kraut in hand.

I sliced the sausage, and nibbled the kraut as we worked our way through throngs of spiders. Finally, as we paused for a breif explanation on the mechanics of Anub’Rekhan, something wonderful happened.

I heaped my fork with kraut then took a slice of kilbasa. With meat perched ponderously on a mounded pile of cabbage I tasted, and found myself rocked with flavor. The sweet spiciness of the sausage was the perfect counterpoint to the tart and tangy kraut. I was hooked, addicted, I couldn’t get enough!

Before I knew it Anub’Rekhan was pulled. I used him as a rage battery, auto attacking as I loaded another fork with this magical mixture, hitherto undiscovered by me. He summoned an add, my fingers were sticky! A quick wipe on the napkin as the eight-legged horror shambled towards me and the game was on.

Lacerate, lacerate, mangle, maul, lacerate, demoralizing roar, barkskin, lacerate, mangle, maul maul maul!

The add was dead and the main tank was kiting the massive arachnid across the room. Another stolen moment and my fork was again full of culinary extacy.

And so my Tuesday night of raiding went, filled with intense concentration while my attention was secretly divided between being the meat shield for my friends, and sampling what has become my new favorite food.

Just Five More Minutes Mom!

Mmmmmm, is it Monday morning allready? Darn. I was quite the busy little beaver this weekend and I’ve got the Monday Morning Fog to prove it. I also got to enjoy being a fly on the wall and a bad guildie. Oh joy!

Ok, I was a bad guildie, and it’s eating me up! Problem is I don’t remember what happened. Apparently there was some exchange of goods for gold, involving Nerubian Chitin. I guess I had some, and charged a guildie for it! Nooooooo! I couldn’t have, could I? Did I? Did I really charge a guildie for goods or services? I cannot remember! When I play I like to have one cardinal rule ‘Do not charge guildies!’ I enjoy doing trades, like the open trade I’ve been conducting with Brajana for Nerubian Chitin to Icy Dragonscales on a 1:1 basis. Or, the crafting and supply of all necessary Nerubian Chitin with Barlo in return for the cut and supply of a fabulous meta gem. That kind of stuff I find personally acceptable. I dislike it when a guildie gives me a tip, and all tips I offer are returned. So, I’m sorry Koukou, I must plead a momentary lapse of sanity. There will be Chitin in the mail for you in return for those wonderful Eternal Waters you gave me yesterday.

Fly on the wall now, that was interesting, and informative! I ran in a group that included some of the guild leadership and afterwards, when we all went our separate ways, most of us hung around in vent and chatted. Topics that were discussed covered things like our Raiding Policy, Loot Distribution, etc. I finally got to air my small greivance about one particular piece of loot. The incident was unimportant, as said piece of loot became redundant for me within a couple of days (but still remains VERY IMPORTANT to the person who did get the piece), making it a fortunate coincidence that I hadn’t been considered for it. At the time I was unhappy, but it’s turned out to be a good thing. The mixed signals I’ve been giving my leadership didn’t do much to help either, and I’ve since cleared everything up so that we can all go on to lead healthy happy raiding lives!

Busy busy busy! As already reported over on Mend Pet, I was the lucky recipient of an Enraged Feral Staff! We ran Violet Hold first and then wrapped up with a much more leisurely jaunt into Utgarde Keep.

What she didn’t know, and therefore wasn’t able to comment on, was my run the next day that resulted in my acquisition of the very shiney and pretty-looking Staff of Trickery. I like the sparkely eyes and the cute little puppy face very very much. That second Violet Hold run though, was a bit painful.

We only had to run it twice though. If you’re not familiar with the mechanics, it’s sometimes calld Black MOREass. It’s BM with a twist. If you wipe during it you have to start all over, and the NPCs lock the doors behind you when you begin so it’s impossible for a party member to die and run back in, they have to be rezzed.

Now, we’d had a couple of deaths so far. I was running with a 3/2 guild group. Three Unemployed and two from somewhere else. One of our members was a Ret Paladin who I think needs to do some learning. Long story short, he died, a lot. When I think over what was happening I’ve come to the conclusion that he wasn’t able to focus on my target. I did my best to keep a skull up for ‘follow the skull’, but I don’t think he was really paying attention. Two portals before the final boss he dropped (again) and threw in the towel. Next thing I know he’s released and dropped from the group.

We gave it a valiant effort, we really did. I think if our healer had been a bit better geared we’d have managed to 4-man it as well. What ended up happening was, of course, a wipe. Hunter and I had been in vent chatting with Boostah (a hunter and raid leader) who was busy working on his warrior. He offered to come over and help us out.

Thankfully the secod time was the charm because we blew through the rest of the instance with no problems. We fought Mr. Tentacle-Face and Mr. Give-That-Man-A-Napkin-He’s-Dripping-On-The-Floor. The beholder Moragg was funny. I hadn’t fought him before, neither had anyone else in the group or Boost (who like I said, was listening in vent) so we treated it like a tank and spank. He started throwing out lazer eye beams. My reaction went something like this:

Omg there’s lazers! OMG LAZERS! Wait… nobody’s dying? Roch how’s your healing? No one’s dying? BUT THE LAZERS! Oh… wait, he’s dead now, ok, GJ guys!

Ichoron wasn’t a big problem either. The DPS made sure to kill the little watery guys and I found it’s ridiculously easy to kite him away to give everybody some more time.

Ok, enough of that, here’s the best part! That paladin bailed on us right? He was there for two bosses and didn’t get any loot. Once we downed dragon lady the loot fell like rain.

Like RAIN I say! Frozen Orb, of course, a Green Shield, Blue Shoulders (I think), and, most happily for me, my non-naxx puppy staff! It really does look nice. I’m sure everyone has noticed how homogenious the leveling gear is. You’ll get an upgrade and it will look like the same one you were wearing before. Granted, all the gear looks GREAT, but it can get a bit monotonous. So, you can understand my glee at having a staff that looks exciting. I’ll still be using the UK staff for tanking, at least until feral armor gets re-worked and the 700 armor on it becomes less godly.

Oh, here’s an update on my kitty dps as well. With the new staff of trickery I’m now able to pull 1k – 1.2k dps in bear spec. It’s on the low end of things but quite respectable for a bear I think.

Make sure to check out Mend Pet either today or tomorrow. She’s told me she’s writing a Winter Veil guide for achievements! Go go BrajanaBread!

I Haz a Pet!

So… Doodlebug has totally just made the mistake of allowing me to live my kitty dreams vicariously through him. We’re colluding to try and find a sweet spot with stats to optimize his ripping of faces.

He has yet to tell me to step off so we’ll see what happens if I get too meddlesome. Either way, the opportunity to dig through WWS parses and analyze armory data has been AWESOME for me. The number fears are starting to subside.

One thing I am sure about, however, Kitties can no longer Mangle-Shred-Rip their way to victory. Attack sequences now are a lot more complicated and situational. More on that later after some testing!

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