Nov 8th 2011 9:45AM Why would you want a hunter in a melee spec anyway? The whole point of the hunter is ranged combat.
Jun 24th 2010 8:24PM I usually try to avoid talking about my family. It is still a sore subject with me. I’ve not spoken to my family for some time.
I was born Bael Steelkeg. My clan was a part of the Wildhammer clan. After the second war, my father was one of the dwarfs who answered the call to join Lord Uther in his new Order of the Silver Hand and when I came of age, I follow in my father’s footsteps and served by side.
Until the plague. My father and I answered the to Lord Uther’s side and with him we marched with the army to Stratholme. That mad prince ordered to slaughter innocents, but Lord Uther would have none of it. Words were exchanged between the two and as I turned to follow Lord Uther, my father ordered me to follow Arthas. I told him that I would rather fight a city of those monsters than to raise my hammer to even a single innocent,. My father agree with the prince that there were no innocent, only future ghouls and ordered my as my father to attack.
I walked away. Not a day goes my that I do not regret my actions. I should have attacked those who would slaughter the innocent as a Paladin of the Light ought to have done, but I could no more raise my arm against my brothers than I could the innocents. That is my eternal shame.
My father and I never spoke again after that. I eventually found myself following Lady Proudmore to the new lands and other than writing to the clan elders to strip me of my name and cast me from my clan, my father followed Arthas to Northrend. I have heard nothing of his fate.
How I have come to be known as Demonwolf and the time between those dark days and today is a story for another day.
Jun 14th 2010 1:01PM My journey has finally led me to the plaguelands where I've been tasked with assiting Commander Valorfist with his preperations to retake Andorhal. As I was thinning out the numbers of some of the undead on the outskirts of the city, , I came across a small cottage, which I entered to be sure that all undead had been cleared. In the upstairs bedroom a ghost appeared to my. She was weeping openly, and I truly felt for her.
She told me that her name was Marlene Redpath. She wept because she did not know the fate of her niece Pamela. I tried to soothe her as best that I could, but she would have none of it and insisted that I ride to Darrowshire and look for her niece.
Darrowshire was years ago. If little Pamela lives, she is not there, but I wanted to put this restless soul to rest. I don’t know why, but maybe I felt that if I could put at least one soul to rest, it might diminish my sin a little.
Either way, I approached the commander with my report and quested permission to pursue this task. Surprisingly, he agreed. “Such an effort is worthy of a servant of the light,” he told me.
“Servant of the light…” I have not thought of myself as such for many years now, but even as I contemplated the meaning of those words, I felt that my power in the Light was gradually returning to me.
I set out that very hour, pausing only long enough to lighten my load to a level more appropriate for a long ride.
May 28th 2010 9:11AM Again with the psychedelic mushrooms! I'm starting to think the Dev Team might need an intervention!
Aug 24th 2009 8:05AM While I am pleased to see dwarves getting shamans, I'm dissapointed that the worgen won't have paladins. That won't stop me from test driving one, and overall the new changes give a bit of new life to some old races that were getting stale or boring to me. There's only so many times you can level through Dun Morogh.