Chasing her tail...

What happens when a Catt gets bored out of her mind? She chases her tail. And while I have no ‘tail’ per say Azorie does.

Azorie being a sickening sweet Balance/Restoration Druid who not long ago Elune blessed with her Moonkin form, she has been roaming Tanaris for some moons now making her way to the Un’ Goro Crator. The trolls there have been giving her problems, thinking they could prey upon a small Druid as herself. Little do they know they have me to contend with. Azorie is being mentored by Fearus a highly respected Boomkin in his own right. I hope one of the things he teaches her is how to keep the fleas off.

Oh Godz! Not an Arena..

I have made my Rogue career without touching much of the battle grounds and arenas. I pride myself on my almost 3400 honorable kills sticking to just Wintergrasp. My world expanded greatly when Honor points gained could be used to get the War Mounts. However I am truly sorry for those who worked their tails off to get them through marks.

Nothing urges me to start anything that deals with slaughtering a Horde other than that. Given the occasional fishing trip to Grizzly Hills does lead me to kill one or two only if I know I can come out triumphant. You see there are classes in this world that I like to avoid if at all possible. I loathe Hunters, Paladins, and Mages; this excluding my close friends, but even then they know in a duel I am not the number one pick to win. So when you enter a battle ground or arena you cannot choose who your opponent is. I like to control the situation, to work out the fight in my thoughts before initiated.

I have been invited to join an amateur arena team and I am very hesitant. Never being good at dueling plays a huge factor. Rogues are not meant to be seen coming at you, they are supposed to lie in the shadows and wait for you to pass. We shall see where this goes as it develops. How desperately would I love to stick to just Wintergrasp, meet #69.

A New Family.

WRATH REBORN has claimed me... As an independent Rogue this is going to be difficult. To leave my independence behind and become something more however is something my thoughts have gravitated to for some time. I no longer have to sit and wait; now I will stalk and pursue. I will find a purpose in this existence, to help. I have always been one to help though, late nights in darkened forest where young ones strive to become stronger, only to get caught with one or more nightmares they cannot handle. Then a Rogue will slip by, sapping one and taking down another swiftly. No thanks ever asked for but I wonder if they remember me.

Thanks is needed for this. Thank you WRATH REBORN, for welcoming me into your family even before I was accepted into your guild. I hope to get to know all of you, and help you in your journeys as you have helped me in my own.

Good Ol' Number 68! I shall name him Pookie!

For the Alliance? Or against us?

For the Alliance for some people in Azeroth is hard. It is too complicated to take out the 4 Horde leaders, Thrall of Ogrimmar, Cairne Bloodhoof of Thunder Bluff, Lor'themar Theron of Silvermoon, and Lady Sylvanas Windrunner of Undercity, how hard can it be right? Invited to the raid of 40 brave males and females I set off for an easy run. I came for moral support having already accomplished this before with a wonderful raid many moons ago. Why do I say that it is hard then? Let me explain the rules. Enter Raid 101, class please be seated:

Red, the color of the day.

This makes Number 65 66 and 66 67! Mounts Galore!

I cannot remember when I started collecting mounts, but now it has become almost an obsession. While family and friends run ICC and try their hardest to take down the Lich King, I remain somber. This past moon I remembered rising in the ranks with theWyrmrest Accord. A quick fly by the Quartermaster and I saw it. This majestic Red Drake soaring high above the temple. Cielstrasza turns to me after noticing my jaw slightly dropping at the sight of it and says, "He has been with us along time, no one seems to visit us here much anymore, I fear he will be forgotten." My resolve came quickly to my eyes and she understood. She called the massive Drake down and smoothed its leathery scales once before handing me the reins. The Drake spread its wings wide and knew he was home.

Later that moon, Exodar called me as its champion in the Argent Tournaments. I had defeated many and was recognized for my efforts. To add to the cause of their campaign I turned in 5 of my Champion Seals and a purse of gold for the Great Red Elekk, something to remember my hard work and dedication to reach such heights. So my journey continues...

VoA, OS, and EoE Oh My!

It was a busy night for the lot of us last moon. Wondering the rehelm of Azeroth just wasn't enough. We had to kill things. Big things, Huge thing, Gigantic things that would make your younger mates cry and run home with their tails tucked. Nah, not really. This was an easy night. First stop VoA. Unfortunately the Godz have put a spell on this instance, one that only allows participants to gather here if the battle of Wintergrasp is held by the right faction. Which faction is that you may ask? Alliance as always. So with a window of an hour to rummage through slaughtering things we didn't have much time to down everything. In fact the end result looked something like this. The Squishy Rogue Lives AGAIN!

Obsidian Sanctum... Having only one wonderful tank we tried to leave a drake up for the achievement, to be renown around the world. My opinion, we needed two tanks, because sitting in front of this guy..Sartharion.

Getting fire blown up godz knows where isn't the best thing for a Rogue wearing leather. Suggestion, an Off Tank, grab the drake or drakes and carry them off to the side of this guy if need be. Our tank rocks, but we have yet to figure out how to place him in two different spots at once. So down the drake until you have an off tanks and this is cake, Yaly enjoy your Dragon Hide Bag.



*Long drawn out sigh...* Now for Eye of Eternity, also known as EoE. Thank you Poizon for having a key, and Fawlks to mediate the fight, we will get him the next moon. He owes us Gold.

Thanks goes out to: Inglorian, Varok, Aershalt, Fearus, PoizonIvy, Mookness, Yaly, Superdaze, Gilderoy, Fawlks, Omegasupream, Vectance, Phoenixeve. and Lastik. Hopefully I didn't forget anyone. Had fun guys!

The Weekly Raid, introducing Patch, the one that will kick our ass..

Have you ever felt just a little out of place in your class? Ever felt that you just were not Fuzzy, Fluffy, Feathery, or Leafy enough? This would be one of those time in a Catt’s life where I felt a touch... well... squishy. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I am a Squishy Rogue. It's not that I cannot hold my own in the Rogue world. It's that I cannot take a hit to save my life. Literally. And with a house full of Druids, one could feel a little out of her element.


Enter Patchwerk, the weekly raid that on a 10man would be a breeze. No fuss, no mess, a perfect 5 Frost and calling it a night. Well, not for my group, we like a challenge. I run with a wonderful group of people on a regular basis. People from all walks of life and that have the best attitudes to what this world dishes out to us. But what happens when you have a weekly raid and a 10man just will not cut it. You start a 25man and PuG the rest. I belong to no guild but my own; however WRATH REBORN is family to me and me to them. They do great things with their guild and are kind enough to let me tag along where I may, but this night was a tricky one, something that Tricks of the Trade cannot take the aggro off of. We decided to combine raids with D E A D L Y, another guild that well was starting their own raid and did not have enough people (since a few like to run with WRATH). Former members of D E A D L Y are in WRATH REBORN and in turn bad blood ensues. Why? None of my business. I have my curiosities do not get me wrong. But the best thing a Rogue can do it keep her nose clean and out of trouble. However I wonder, can we all just not get along?

Long story short, we almost had enough, then a few drop including a "pain in the ass from D E A D L Y". I will not name names being neutral as I am, but why not suck it up and reach a common goal. The next words out of someone’s mouth "We have plenty of people to do it", plenty of people meaning 19 for a 25man. Not my cup of tea but I am always game for anything. 3 rezzes later we pick up my favorite Hunter. So now we are up to 20 and a half. Another rez or two, 75G in repairs that I can recall, and no Frost Emblems later I have still yet to do the weekly. I will stand by my suggestion, "When you have 20 people wanting to do the same raid, split it up and do two 10mans."

Patchwerk, I guess you will live to roam Naxx for a little while longer.