WOW Dungeon

Hope you’re ready for a dose of good old fashioned Backstabbing Tales of the Tarren Mill Rogue.

Undead rogue level 36
Human warlock level 32

Today I came across a human warlock killing ogres in the Ruins of Alterac near Tarren Mill. His name was Drenalen and he practiced Demonology. I couldn’t wait to stick my daggers in his back.

I stealthed up close enough to observe him and noticed he had a summoned pet and despite my considerable patience, I was trying to finish a quest in the area and needed him to stay away from them Ogres. “Them there’s my ogres” I thought to myself. Melisara in Tarren Mill had given me a quest, The Crown of Will, and I intended on completing it and being on my way back to Booty Bay for some relaxing fun for the weekend.

If I wanted to send a message to this human to stay away from this area, I needed to do it fast. So I waited for the perfect moment to ambush him, and I did so. I wiped Crippling poison on my main hand dagger, and positioned myself behind him. He went down very fast…

When he came back to his body to res, he quickly began casting his Felsteed mount. I knew he had gotten the message… but somehow, I couldn’t resist one more sap. *sap* and then /poke

I backed up waiting to see his next move, letting him decide what his next few minutes would be like… running off into wind of the Ruins, or running back to his body once again. I could easily kill him again, or he could leave. He mounted and ran off. He got the message… stay away from the area.

It took me a fair amount of time to seek out and defeat the Ogres, but I tried to finish up the quest as fast as I could and began to make my way back to Tarren Mill. When low and behold… who do you think I come across yet again?

My good buddy Drenalen. I guess he had not learned the lesson I had taught him earlier. He was now too close to Tarren Mill. I have no mercy and no compassion.

I sapped him, then ambushed him as my crippling poison and deadly poison began entering his veins he could neither run nor defend himself successfully against the onslaught of dagger slices coming at him.

You can see Tarren Mill in the background as I stand over the human warlocks body once again. Knowing exactly why I chose this rogue life, and why I must continue to defend Tarren Mill and the surrounding area from the humans who constantly invade our areas and seek to eradicate our existence.

As always and forever, for Tarren Mill, and For The Horde.

Rogue: Level 29 Undead
Victim: Level 34 Arcane Draenei Mage

Her name Xoaqua, and I found her fishing along the shores of the river outside of Southshore, in Hillsbrad Foothills.

She was neither innocent, nor a weak victim. Her rank and status among the Alliance deemed her a worthy foe, and excellent victim to send a message to the scum allies attacking Tarren Mill.

As a rogue, I always take the time to observe my victims behaviors before attacking, getting to know their movements and patterns, waiting for the perfect moment to strike from the shadows.

Xoaqua was wearing enchanted armor, many pieces reinforced, and was no newcomer to powerful spells.

I crept up behind her slowly after finding the perfect moment to ambush her. I walked softly through the moist grass under the moonlight and slipped my Thornspikes out from the sheaths on my hips. As she stodd there looking into the water watching her fishing lure bobble, I ambushed her. Driving two daggers into her back. My ghostly strike gave me an increased speed as I began slicing her up.

As I expected, she was smart, and quickly cast her Frost Nova spell which locked me in place , frozen in ice. I could not move, but still managed to pull out my trusty throwing dagger and quickly tossed two into her stomach as I waited for the ice to break. She was running away, back to Southshore and was nearing range to call for guards. I anxiously sprint and as the ice broke I charged towards her. She had already begun casting Arcane Missiles my way, and I had a few options, but I needed to think fast hoping she didn’t blink away again and get too far out of range.

Should I just Rupture her stomach open and let her bleed slowly in front of, or Eviscerate her and end this fight now? She dropped to her knees clutching her stomach, there was no way she could stop the bleeding

In her efforts to get away, she managed to call upon the Southshore guards. They attacked hard and fast, and I had to Vanish into the shadows.

As I stood there under the damp trees on the river bank, I felt no remorse for her, and no sympathy. This is war, this is revenge.

For Tarren Mill. For the Horde

While it may not be a difficult achievement to accomplish, it is one of my favorites!

Last night upon being summoned to run Blackfathom Deeps the group chat warned me there were “allis” at the stone, so I told them to summon me first so I could heal them through fight… they did.

Upon arriving I immediately began casting heals, it was 3 vs 3, we won.

/hug

Logged on to do a few battlegrounds and got this today on lvl 25 Holy priest. So much for just being a healer… well not really, because I don’t cast any damage spells while in the battlegrounds, well not many. A couple here and there when no one is around to heal and alliance are running towards me, and of course Holy Nova, but I mostly focus on casting heals.

Anyway…

Anyone who complains about not getting honor as a “holy priest” in the battlegrounds, ain’t being a healer! Get out there and heal, and you’ll get plenty of honor and credit for kills! Healing in the BGs in WOW is fun. Yeah you gotta be quick on your toes, but you can really make a difference in the battle.