Regardless, with no further ado:
My pets have all run feral lately, and I need to get on the stick. I seem to like getting them more than leveling, so this will help a lot! Enjoy!
|Brown Demon Hunter, sneaking around Azeroth...|
"Membership in the Scarlet Crusade is high, relative to the human population of the region. The strong sense of abandonment, futility and fear runs high in all humans on Lordaeron, and the Scarlet Crusade feeds that fear with reassurance that the evil will fall while the good remain untainted."
|Dornaa was told not to jump on the couch...|
|Dornaa and her baby chick Momo find time to read fairy tales to her 'past/present/future self' Dornaa...trippy. Phew! Some troll baby needs his diaper changed...|
|Do these tusks make my butt look big?|
|Riptide and Empathy: I am sorry your father is trying to kill you, Wrathion.|
|Nothing ever gets you down, does it Sam?|
Um...how 'bout you throw that damn ring now, Frodo?
|Time to take a long, hard look in the mirror, Matty...|
|I need to summon my eagle powers...|
|Where did everyone go? Is it something I said?|
|Dornaa thought to herself, "Dude, seriously, not your best pick-up line..."|
|Gumi, one day you will be mine, but today is not that day. No matter if it is 11:11, the wishing time.|
|Light the way, Dornaa|
The Prophet had long ago learned detachment from his visions lest they drive him mad. The third eye of prophecy had been with him so long that having premonitions was like breathing. The ata'mal crystal shards had transformed him into a sentinel of alternate universes without end, sometimes down to their very eclipses in darkness, or ice, or fire. Velen didn't sorrow for these futures or mourn their extinctions or shout in exaltation at their triumphs. He merely read them, watched their woven tapestries, looking for the roads that led to ultimate triumph, where life and the Light battled back the dark and saved everything from annihilation. What mattered the minor events prized by most mortals—even his own draenei—measured against the awesome responsibility of ensuring the survival of creation?Those visions, Velen? I completely understand. I hate being right all the time, too. This passage from this short story sums up the constant conflict that is Azeroth, the forces of good versus evil as we as cultures define them to be.