Time to get stuck in..
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| What lies within the mountains.. |
The moment has come to
pick up the pace. Less dithering around. However, where to
begin? Seems a taste for
blood in
Feignhearts mouth, made that very decision for us. The
lust for battle was
brewing deep down. To the
Gulch...
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| The Objective |
A
raging fire to join the battle, against the horde, had really jumped upon us all of a
sudden. Especially since our clash within the
Twilight Highlands. So without sparing a breath, and with very little
PVP experience, we signed up at our first
opportunity.
We were assigned to
Warsong Gulch! A simple game of
Capture The Flag, to get the
blood pumping, was described to us. That was exactly what we got. However, that didn't mean it was
straight forward. Upon
flooding from the gates, signalling the
start of the game, and realising
ground mounts were the only option, the ringing of 'For The
Alliance' echoed throughout, with a faint
monstrosity of
roars from the distance opposite us. Being
novices we decided to keep up with the
pack and
rush towards the
enemy base, narrowly avoiding the
Horde as they returned the favour. Though not even
half way across the
map I found myself
stunned (Sapped), with the rest of the group
steam-rolling ahead. This is where it got
real.
Dead in
seconds. With an
undead rogue showing himself, and merely sharing a few
second to
cut me down to size.
Battle On!
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| Silverwing Hold |
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| Warsong Lumber Mill |
The
'drums of war' really did put out the feeling for battle when preparing and charging into the midst of battle. The
Spiderman soundtrack did come to mind when roaming the small area. I say small, but that didn't prevent large scale combat taking place. Anyway, after a few games we decided to
step out and
rethink. The
harsh reality was we we're nowhere near
prepared for what was out there. Be it a combination of our
experience, skill, and armoury. We needed to put our
game faces on if we could even consider becoming a viable
force in the field of
battle. Though that wasn't preventing us from picking up an achievement or two -
[Damage Control] and quenching our
thirst for battle, which can only be seen as
temporary.
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| The path of origination lay before us |
Now,
time to dip our feet in some more
instances! Though,
again we find that we are asking ourself the
same question; Where to
begin? That's when we remembered seeing the 'Random Dungeon Finder'
feature, which we had yet to use. This included a display of
rewards for doing so, including a collection of
[Justice Points] and a small pot of gold. So what
better option?! To add, I was sure we were to find a particular
use for these
Justice Points.
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| From within the halls |
Setting the
difficulty to
normal, with
gear again forming a big
factor and an
urge to first get into the groove
before throwing ourselves in the
deep end, we joined to queue. Soon enough we we're presented with our
group, which was destined for..
The Halls of Origination. Although we had
already ventured into it's depths
previously on our journey through
Uldum, we
prepared for anything. Heck, who wouldn't mind another meeting with the great
Brann Bronzebeard right?
Sadly, with no
hunter drops, we made our way back to the city of
Stormwind. That is when we passed over the
Dwarven District and gazed into a rather
peculiar tunnel, which we hadn't
spotted thus far. With our usual level of
curiosity, this lead us forward and onwards to
explore. We found ourselves passing through and into, what seemed to be, an
underground railway station. That of
Gnomish design. Welcome to the
Deeprun Tram.
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The World of Underground Railway
(Is the Tetris in the background..) |
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Cluck.. Rattle.. Boshh! Along came a
train. Of which we made it a train to catch. Where it would take us, was
unknown. However, the
journey was rather quite
interesting. Passing along a
deep route and through what seemed to be an
underwater passageway, which was a
spectacle in itself, we awaited our
destination. Exiting at the other
end, which shone a
mirror image of where we left off, we made our way out. That is where the
similarity ended. Upon walking into the
open, we knew we were no longer in Stormwind. We had arrived in
Ironforge. So, this meant that we had actually been beneath the
Great Sea aboard our train carriage! Anyway, with our first steps in the
Dwarven bastion of the
mountains,
exploration proceeded:
Based around a molten
forge of lava and
divided into it's respective sections, alike
Stormwind and
Darnassus, this city truly does justice to represent all that the
Dwarfs are about. Mean, it has it's own
museum!
Now, that bring's us to a close on this entry,
As always, until next time..
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| The horrors of the underground! |
