Aug 19th 2010 9:39PM This is very cool and reminds me why I enjoy phtography =]
Aug 6th 2010 1:04PM There once was a hunter named Biff.
He was a very silly git.
He always pulled aggro, and tanks hated it.
They were glad when he pulled aggro and disengaged off a cliff.
Jul 25th 2010 10:33PM Hey!
Okay, so I've decided (since I have nothing better to do with my life) to try a web-wow-comic-drawing-thing.
I can't draw though, and I'm not funny either so >.>
Anyways, thought I might post it here to see what peeps think about it, because, well, it's late, and I'm not entirely sure I'm thinking clearly. But here's the site (yes, it's on blogger) to it.
Jun 9th 2010 10:17PM Didn't even recognize the logo as a goblin, but I immediately thought of goblins.
May 29th 2010 6:46PM Aidain-
I tend not to stay in one particular place frequently, but I do like to visit Ebon Hold. We should connect some time. That would be fun! Think of all the things we could do together...
May 22nd 2010 7:00PM The cool breeze tousled her hair and resulted in the fragile figure oulling her hodd over her eyes. She had not planed this and oh! how she loathed the water, but she could not handle it anymore.
She had to find them.
The ship moved swiftly through the water, like a knife cutting through butter, though not as smoothly. The girl sat on a crate pushed up against one wall of the boat, and she wondered what this 'Auberdine' was. She had never seen anything beyond Goldshire, yet she had heard tales of lands boasting terrible beauty.
Nothing could compare to her Draenor though.
The wind, which was now blowing more violently, tore the hood from the girl's head, revealing horns. No one looked twice at the horns, except one child, who stared. She was the only one with horns on the boat, yet everyone acted like it was normal. They must be used to them, she reasoned. There must be others out there like me.
This thought spurred her faith, so much so that she almost felt excited to be on the water.
May 22nd 2010 6:52PM I have killed a total of 223 Horde scum in these days since I have joined the Gnomeregan initiative.
It sucks though, because I still don't feel anything from the Naaru.
Maybe I hsould go kill more cretins to redeem myself?
May 15th 2010 11:10PM Kerein - A history
(I started over from my last toon because I was getting really bored)
*sitting at a bar with her Gnome friend Razzell*
"Do you want to hear the long story or the short one? The long one... Ok, here goes.
"Flying over to Azeroth on the Exodar was a rather rough ride. Part of the ship, the part where my family and two others lived for the duration of the journey, broke off and landed in the waters not too far from the Stormwind Harbour. My mum, my older sister, and a few boys from the other families were able to swim to safety. However, there was a great famine at the time, and my mother and my sister were too weak to live. I spent a few months living as a street urchin, but fortunately, was taken in by the Trias family - the guys who own the cheese shop. I was 8 when I began helping out there, and I stayed there until I turned twelve.
"This is where the story starts to get interesting. When I turned twelve, I began wondering if there were other people like me out there. Other Draenei. I felt that there were, and I had an urge to find them. One day, I was delivering some cheese for an adventurer down at the docks - which I had mostly stayed clear of since the crash - and I hopped on the boat to Auberdine. I had no plans, didn't know where I was going, and I only had the cheese to eat, the stuff I was supposed to have given to the adventurer.
"I landed in Auberdine a few weeks later. Coming off the ship, I ran into someone I knew. It was one of the brothers that had been on the crash with me. He told me of the Exodar, and said that he regularly made trips from the ship to Auberdine to Stormwind. He told me to take the ship at the end of the dock, and it would take almost right to the back entrance of the Exodar. So I did, and in just a few days time, I had landed on Azuremyst Isle.
"I had bad timing. There was a mob of angry Horde preparing an attack on the Exodar, and I walked right into their camp. I ran. Foolishly, I didn't run into the Exodar, to safety, I ran into the wilderness. I ran as fast as I could, and only stopped when I came across Azure Watch. I fainted. It was justified, considering I was hungry, weak, and had been frightened half to death. I was out two days.
"While I was 'sleeping' a vision was sent to me. I was shown my father, I was shown that he was not dead, that he had been in the control car when our section broke off. I was shown that he was working as a tactical adviser for Bolivar Fordragon up in Northrend.
"When I woke up, I told the priest about my vision. He said it was sent from the Naaru - who he believed were the source of our Light - and he encouraged me not only to follow them as a priest, but to search for my father. I listened to him. Eventually, I set off on my quest, with the Naaru guiding me.
"I eventually did find my father. He was in Ironforge, visiting the High Tinkerer. He did not want to have anything to do with me, but I desperately need to have a relationship with him, because he is all I have, other than the Trias family, who haven't completely forgiven me for leaving on that day.
"So what brings you to B.L.O.G.?" My sweet little Gnome friend asks me.
"When my father was visiting the High Tinkerer, he was asked to help with this operation. I hope that if you Gnomes get Gnomeregan back and I help, then he will want to know me. It's a stretch, I know, but I have to try. I also have a hatred for the Horde, stemming from that first attack on the Exodar, and if you Gnomes get your own city, the entire Alliance will grow in strength."
May 15th 2010 10:45PM Uh- oh. Boar Flu doesn't sound nice. Remind me to stay away from you.
P.S. - I can heal you, if you'd like.
May 15th 2010 10:36PM It's been too long since I've last been at Azure Watch. The old priest has died, and a new, younger priest has taken his place. I miss the old one. He was my favorite person to hang out with at Azure Watch. Besides that, nothing has changed. Everything is the same. It's sort of spooky really.
I wonder if old Trias' Cheese has changed? I should pay a visit there.
You may be wondering why I'm wandering around, rather than playing an active roll in the fight to reclaim Gnomeregan - not that I really want them do get Gnomeregan back. I just want my father to accept me.
Anyways, I'm wandering around, visiting old hangouts because there are no leads on my father. He's dissappeared. And that confuses me, because the Naaru have always put me back on the right track when I've gone astray. And there's nothing. Nada. Nilch.
So here I am, doing nothing, not able to fight against the Horde scum either because last battle's wounds aren't fully healed, and I don't feel anything from the Naaru.
Again, It's scary.