So I took up WoW. And now I’m posting about it just to have used the ‘Warcrack’ tag.
Its eating my life. I’ve ground a Tauren Warrior up to L38, ten levels of that are thanks to two dungeon dives lead by the Wanderer butchering everything with his l85 Orc as myself & Mr. E trailed behind frantically trousering loot and trying not to attract any attention. The big things thats struck me is how much more painful this all would have been if I hadn’t had the rest of the gang to a) hand me a pile of gold and b) a stack of big bags on day one. Slot juggling all the loot and bits from mining, fishing and engineering would have been such a pain in the ass without all those bags. Also, I’ve run down my gold stash by about 70gps, the majority of which was blown on a pile of Moss Agates for engineering and a recipe for mudfish so I could actually level my cooking with fishing.
I’m not loving it the same way as I *love* Civilization, Homeworld, Mass Effect, etc but its got me hooked. I’m putting in four hour stretches traipsing about hills punching gorillas to mine iron because thats all I can level on. If someones going to tell me that there are spiderboots that let you climb steep slopes, I’m going to be pissed. Right now once I get to a flying mount then that’ll be it, all these people looking for help can kiss my ass, I’ll be HALOing in to grab their ores and dissappearing. Also; I’m getting to the point of hating the Alliance, ganking bastards. Iron zones tend to be hazardous, but I’ve my engineering up until I need magecloth and mithril materials now, so looks like I’m going to have to start sneaking into high level zones to loot metals again. This was what I was doing at the start in the Stranglethorn Cape – happily with a Kodo you can outrun a pirate on foot no matter what level he is.
I like some of the little quests; I find I wander about off course a lot trying to find my way up hills to that bloody node thats just out of reach. Fishing is another one that drags you off into wierd places, and one i liked was finding Princess Poobah off on Jaguero Isle. I could just see this battered tauren prospector listening to this tauren princess wittering on about needing her shoes back from King Kong down the coast and thinking “if you weren’t standing on that gold lode, no chance”. Also, now that I’ve found theres a point I’m shooting every random critter I can find – beaches and crabs are fairly efficient.
Certainly solves the ‘what will I do til Mass Effect 3′ question.