Week 4 recaps
Our adventurers tell their stories.
Amy Schley as Patent, the troll rogue
Greetings to ya, mon. Da Patent troll be back in rare form dis week. Wednesday I decided ta work on my mining and engineerin', so I went to da pretty elf area and mined all da copper I could find, den I took dose hundred bars or so and turned dem into ammo for Grayfields and parts for makin' more engineerin' stuff. T'ink I need ta visit da cowmons an' learn how ta shoot wit' dese t'ings myself.
T'ursday, I started out workin' in da Barrens. Da luck of da loas was wit' me mon! I found four zhevra hooves afta only killing fifteen zhevras! So afta doin' all dat, it be time ta group up wit' dat lovely zombie ice queen Robinemia and go t'rough da Ragefire Chasm. We got sent on lotsa quests to go pick up dis dead cowmon's backpack, collect some books, and kill da evil demons in dere. So we found a pretty-boy paladin and a druid and a zombie priest. (Just between you and me, mon -- what be up wit' a zombie priest? Da time for last rites be gone by now!)
Anyway, da pallymon would round up big groups of dese trogg t'ings and I got ta do lots of killin'. And it turned out dat I be doin' lots of damage, like t'irty percent of everyt'ing! Maybe I not be so bad at dis rogue t'ing afta all. One annoyin' t'ing did happen dough. We was stealin' da stuff off da demon's corpse, and da demon had dis cloak on him. Da priest said he needed it and took it. Dat not be a cape for priests, you stupid zombie! Don't make me gets out my voodoo! I gots him anyway -- in my bag I got dis cloak o' da monkey, so it be even betta' dan dat one he took. You can't beat da Patent, mon!
As for next week, I don't know if I be dere next T'ursday. Da Patent, she be havin' some patent stuff ta study for some tests. But I promise ya mon, I be back as soon as I can.
Robin Torres as Robinemia, the undead mage
It was so nice to return to the cool lands of my people and I thank you all for allowing us to do so. I am very fond of The Sepulcher. I find its crypt/inn very restful and the graveyard is very peaceful. It has such a homey feel to it that I inquired about possible retirement options at the boutique there. Though Andrea's buyout price seems steep now, I will most likely be able to afford it easily after I cease my adventures.
I spent quite a bit of my time last week making and acquiring new garments, along with my adventuring. I explored Ragefire Chasm with Patent and some hired mercenaries or whatever they were. And there was much killing of spiders, among other things, in Silverpine Forest. I also returned to the Barrens to finish up some quests there. But then I did a very bad thing. I moonlighted in the Ghostlands. I know this was against orders, but I was obsessed with gaining knowledge and experience. By the end of the week, I was not only stylish, but riding a pony made of stars. I promise to be more obedient this week.
Matt Rossi as Andrenorton, the troll mage
Well, on the up side I made it to level 12, learning how to freeze lynxes and other threats in place so that I could blast them to death from a safe distance like the horrible, horrible coward that I am. Being a horrible coward, I also spent some time learning how to set things on fire more immediately, and how to use the cosmic mysteries of the arcane to made bread.
As for my actual adventures, I've spent a great deal of time cleaning up after blood elves who mistakenly summon things, or get addicted to arcane magic and become wretched. I also helped blood elves wantonly kill their own former allies and burn down their own forests.
Are we sure Zul'jin didn't have the right idea?
Elizabeth Harper as Faience, the troll shaman
I am starting to suspect that most or all of my CMA write-ups will follow a similar pattern that involves heavy complaining about old world drop rates. This past week, I did the quest to collect the Cats Eye Emerald for a goblin in Ratchet. Some 40 kills (and no small number of deaths, what with my targets running off and returning with help) and I've got my prize -- though whether it was worth the time and effort is a question I'm just not going to think about very hard. And, yep, most of the week seemed to go this way: long grinds that beg the question, "Why don't all of these worgs have hearts?"
Shaman-wise, game play seems ... well, I'll just say "awkward." I suspect the hybrid nature of the shaman just means it's like this at low levels, when there hasn't been a chance to specialize and decide if we're really a caster or a meleer or a healer. Right now I do a bit of all three, but even though I'm specced enhancement, I don't feel that any one is particularly stronger than the rest. I open with lighting, melee when in range and throw totems down when I think I'll be standing still long enough to make use of them. Oh, the thrilling life of a newbie!
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