Day 6: Did you know you can burn people from the inside out?

I think today was a good day. I woke up in the inn for once, though not sure who's room it was. Got to remember to write the names of people I sleep with down. Sometimes this whole being 'skanky' can be a bad thing, but then again I guess being 'cold-blooded mass-murder' is bad as well. Oh wells, doesn't bother me none.

I set off to the mail box, collecting a bit of change for the parts of Sivanna I sold on the AH. Surprised how many people will buy 'Mystery Meat' cheaply, but hey, I can't complain. The jingling sound in my pockets is music to my ears.

As I walked in the market place, I came across a lovely little thing in a purple dress. Dark haired, those intoxicating green eyes we Blood Elves have. A bit curvy, just the way I like 'em. I noticed she had this strange little gnome/familiar thing with her. I walked up and asked about it, and she explained, proudly, she was a warlock. I sorta remember hearing about them in those classes the Blood Knights put me through, but I usually fell asleep in them. 'Aren't warlocks are like very crappy fire mages and they use diseased gnomes and manged puppies to compensate?'

She laughed at my explaination of what she was, and she introduced herself as Ellarya.'Trust me, I'm no where near crappy. You ever see someone rot from the inside out?'

'Nope, but I've learned that a sword can be thrust through someone and it makes a really nice blood splatter pattern.' We both laughed. I suggested that we try doing some quests, since I had a bit more to do for the day from those idiot trainers in the Blood Knights.

We went back over to near Falcon Watch, and she explained a bit more about her specialty, in burning and rotting people inside out. I was intrigued. Since to me, a sword/axe/mace usually ends life for most beings I come across. I just like blood splatter patterns. Especially when I try to figure out what the patterns look like.

But I digress. We came across that bitch down by the outskirts of Silvermoon City who asks daily for people to find the outrunner she probably killed. Since I was tired of hearing this bitch ask for help, I asked Ellarya to show me her talents.

So I guess I can cross out 'Watching someone have smoke come out through their ears' off the list of things I need to see in life. I was very impressed watching the magistrate burn. I wish I had remembered to get some marshmellows. Hmmm...blood elf flavored marshmellows.

I looked at Ellarya and declared her to be my new BFF. I did warn her though that I was a bit crazy. I figured it was safe to tell her that, considering if I pissed her off I'd be smoking like the magistrate. But she also figured she needed acceptance for her way of life, since there's not too many warlocks around. Being open about its a bit hard to do, especially amongst the Blood Elves.
I didn't care. I like murder, mayhem, death to all who oppose us, that sorta thing. Having someone around that can make crispy corpses is bound to be fun. Besides, we had our personal lawyer. Or so I was lead to believe, since her 'imp' as she called him kept complaining about things not being in his contract.

Yep, good day in deed.

Day 5: A Bit of Ass, A Bit of Shoes, What the Hell Was I Thinking

Gearing up as a new recruit blows. Equipment rarely comes from the other Blood Knights, so you have to find it where you can. Trash dumps, off random strangers, on monsters (though SERIOUSLY how does a tiny Lynx carry a 2-handed sword?), etc. I've managed to get a few decent pieces of items, but its not pretty.

I mean look at how my ass looks in these 'pants'. From space you can see how big it is. Now some might not have a problem with it (I'm looking at you Sir-Mix-Alot) but for me, I'd rather show off my ass in like a thong. Tight pants is not my thing. And the boots, while nice, are definitely what you call 'Fuck Me Boots', although honestly, its more 'Ah, Fuck Me', kinda like what you might say when you realize a large monster is about to eat your face.

I was asked to audition for this show 'What Not To Wear: WoW Edition'. So this is what I'm submitting for it:

Not the best, but hey its what I could come up with. The area around Silvermoon isn't the richest, nor the craftiest, so I got what I could find with the best of my ability and the 10s I had on me.

Day 4: Red Dead Fred

I got a pet today, I guess to make up for 'losing' my BFF Sivanna.

I named him Fred, and I even recited a poem for him.

Day 3: So...how does one go about burying one's BFF?

Today sucked.

Sivanna found my diary. She confronted me, yelling, screaming, worried of what I might become. I''m like 'Geeze, what's the worst that can happen? I end up slaughtering the world and get bored with life?' Not really a good come back, but it also wasn't my best moment either. Doesn't help I had run my sword through her. Do you know that you will pierce several major organs necessary for living if you thrust a sword say through the sternum? Seriously. Sivanna helped me figure that one out. I just thought 'oh hey they're dead', and never really considered the practical medical knowledge you might gain from it.

Now usually when a person dies, they get that nice little ghost bit, and they run back to their corpse. Well that's normally true. BUT if you happen to hack said corpse up in to pieces, feed to random Murlocs, and sell on the AH, its a bit hard to get back to your corpse, right?

Oh well, no more BFF.

Day Two: Professional Courtesy

Sivanna and I decided to partner up and try to take on the world. I'm not sure she understands the whole 'I want to slaughter every living thing' concept, but maybe that's because I'm trying to keep it a bit low key. As much as I enjoy having her around, it would be one of those very awkward moments when she realizes 'oh shit my bestest friend FOREVA is a mass-murdering genocide loving bat-shit insane freak'. I just hope she never finds my journal and reads that. Oh crap, just scratch it. I hope she realizes that I think she is the bestest best priest EVA!!!

Anyways, we knew we'd probably need to make some money. Now I'm not opposed to being a little hussy. I enjoy sleeping with well anyone. I'm definitely what they call 'skanky'. But of course, that's not a true 'profession' that you can take up. Fine. I'll take skinning since hey I like to kill things and all things have skins, well except like machines, and perhaps skeletons. I also took up mining, which is nice to have. Never can have enough gold, though according to Sivanna, you can't really find gold via nodes. Sucks but oh well. Can probably find a sucker to make me some armor or weapons. Sivanna took up flower picking and writing scrolls. Not sure what that's all about, but hey I heard she might be able to make some nifty novelty playing cards someday.

Had some fun clearing out the wretched near Falcon Wing Plaza. Was a bit fun beating up on my old friends. The site of them screaming as my sword opened their guts was like sweet music to my ears.

All in all, today was a good day. =)

Day One: I meet my BFF! Best Friend FOREVER!

As a new recruit, we're supposed to go and do quests for some of the people out at Eversong Woods. Bunch of crackpots trying to do some historic research or something. I don't really know.

As I head out that way, I come across this blood elf chick, probably a priest of sorts, judging from the way she looks. Although can't really tell, since mages, locks, hookers, eh pretty much anyone who wears a dress, well pretty much wears a dress. We start to talk, hitting it off pretty good. I, despite my new found urge to kill and murder everything and anyone, don't really want to kill her. So I shall call her my BFF! BEST FRIEND FOREVER!!

Here's a picture of her!

So her name is Sivanna. She's definitely cool. Especially when she got rid the dress she had on and got these sweet jeans. Girls got a DAMN nice ass. What can I say? I like girls with nice asses.

Anyways, we get along GREAT!! I slaughter things and she heals me. It works out. I don't want to ever see her get hurt, which does happen, but its not funny, ya know, like its funny when you kick a troll and then blame it on a tauren, and the troll's all thinking he's getting some steak tonight. But I digress.

Doing the quests in Eversong Woods was fun, especially when we walked up to this wretched guy atop a spire, took his head, and then jump off. Did you know that a blood elf can have their legs shattered in thousands of pieces?

I managed to get a hold of some better gear. The basic stuff we get as recruits reminds of me some of the stuff the wretched used to find in the trash behind Silvermoon. Probably comes from the same places.

Oh yeah, we also came across this one stupid outrunner as we headed back to Falcon Wing plaza. I had heard from a couple of people that there was this outrunner who asked you check up on another outrunner she sent off to Falcon Wing plaza. We're talking like EVERY SINGLE DAY this lady ask people. Turns out the body is like 50 feet or so away. AND YET EVERY DAY. Sivanna got pissed and cursed her out. Funny shit. Damn that girl's got a foul mouth.

Day 0: And so it begins...

The Blood Knights. Curse them. Curse them all.

I never wanted this. I was a wretched, an addict to the residual mana that permeates around the outskirts of Silvermoon City. I wanted nothing but to waste away into oblivion, maybe become some newbish adventurer's fresh kill of the day. But no. Couldn't be that. I had to be SAVED.

The Light. The powers that be. The 'holy flame' that gives the Blood Knights their power. And now its in me. IT BURNS! I scream, I yell, yet I'm ignored by my fellow Blood Knights. To them, its a warmth that helps them and guides them. For me, its an unholy burden glued to my soul, my existance. And it burns.

They train me, to use the sword and shield, even maces and axes, sometimes 2-handed variants. Not that I care. Yet in a way, it makes the pain go away when I inflict a grevious hit upon my opponent. Some of my fellow BK do not like me for this. Maybe I shouldn't gleefully laugh at them, or smile wickedly like I do, but its fun. Seeing them bleeding somehow makes the burning inside me stop burning so much. Maybe that's what I shall do. Yes, that's exactly it. I shall make all bleed so that I won't burn!

And so my mission begins...