When I gave my oldest daughter permission to use my second World of Warcraft account, I had no idea what an amazing player she'd turn out to be. She's surpassed me in skill, strategy, and flexibility, and nowadays she teaches me more about Warcraft than I teach her. It isn't just in Warcraft that she's… Continue reading A Sharper Chip Off the Old Block
My oldest daughter and fellow World of Warcraft player (seen above on her troll rogue with me on my blood elf hunter) turned 18 years old today and it's definitely a day to celebrate! I remember when she was a baby thinking how neat it was that she would be graduating high school and turning… Continue reading A Necessary But Difficult New Adventure
We’re quite an interesting pair, my tiny vulpera shammy and my daughter's tall nightborne hunter, but it’s a lot of fun questing and doing random dungeons with her.
You see, yesterday marked 10 years since my father passed away and it would be just his type of sweet and clever gesture to gift me the mount that I wanted during a spooky time of year that I love.
As I made my way through the streets of Silvermoon City and out into Eversong Woods amid the gently flying dragonhawk hatchlings gliding about, I was struck with a feeling of deja vu. The feeling grew stronger as I ran across The Dead Scar with its skeletal mobs called plaguebone pillagers.
