9 Manning Festergut

Before I delve into the awesomeness that it this post, I gotta give a quick shoutout.


Whoapaw, the big, loveable Boomchicken that he is, will be taking an undisclosed amount of time away from the game--and he will be missed. I could reminisce about the good times that we've had, but that really wouldn't be my style. Mostly I'm upset cause now Haz and I will have to find some poor, new sap to be the ass of our jokes.  /sigh


But in all seriousness, I hope the break treats you well, my friend.


Now on to SRZ Bidness...


We 9 manned festergut last night.


Lemme explain...


We had 8 log on to raid (told you I kicked everyone), so I just decided to pick up a couple in trade. I didn't gearcheck. Ended up with a Ret Pally and a DK (I healed, so it was cool). The 2 had never downed saurfang, and the DK was in pretty much ilvl 200 gear.
We one-shot everything up to putricide. He took 3 attempts.


But the amazing part was Fester. We ready-checked it up, I explained the fights, told the DK's to army, and started the pull.


I guess I forgot to mention that the door closes.


The pug DK got locked out.


We 9 manned Fester, and didn't even come close to enrage.


/motherfuckinunstoppable


Taking Putricide down with pugs was a nice feeling too.


Man I can't wait to get back into 25's....

WoW: Why We Play

The breakfast topic over at wow.com the other day, was about late night wow sessions.
It got me reminiscing about all nighters, fun times, and the ingredients that keep me logging into the game over and over again...


My most memorable nights started after I made my DK at 55. I had started playing WoW with my friend Ant, but by the time we hit 55, he had found other means to occupy his time. From the DK forward, I flew solo; spending each night questing through a different zone, learning the game, and seeing new, beautiful landscapes for the first time.


But once the questing was over, the game started to change.


I found myself actually looking at the green text chat, and engaging in conversations.


I downloaded vent.


And thats when I fell in love with the game.

I've always had an inherent need to storm the last castle and save the princess--but WoW's story is always changing. Each and every penultimate challenge merely one more chapter in the tale. So, unlike other games that get played, and beat, and then rest upon the shelf until a feeling of nostalgia persuades me to rediscover the story-- this game, and its characters, interweave themselves in a very complex way. Characters are not defined by the events that happen in-game, but are intrinsically developed by the people behind them: their wants, desires, emotions, frustrations--all interwoven between earth and azeroth, dynamically change the way people and gameplay intersect.

People enter and exit from the story; some quietly, others dramatically. And as relationships among characters develop and evolve, we find ourselves (I find myself) logging on, not to rescue a princess, but rather to see how the other story unfolds...

For me, friendship is the backbone of the game's success. While I enjoy raiding, and PvP, the pixels on the screen aren't what keeps me attached to the game. It's the people.

It's Darth-- who is a wealth of both useful and useless information. That remembers fight mechanics photographically, and has knowledge of every spec and every class.

It's Whoa--who I still remember running around as a little boom-chicken when I levelled my fishing, whispering me about EZ- E and Snoop Dogg, and partyin' in the barrio.

It's Haz--just cause he's old and I miss my Great Great Great Grandpa--just kidding.

It's Di--who's single handedly reintroduced me to PvP, and who has stood by me since Sated's conception. Whose become a really close friend, and is one of my absolute, favorite people...


If it weren't for these people, the game wouldn't mean nearly as much as it has. It's been these people (along with others--not forgetting you, Bu and Stink) that create the opportunities for memorable moments; a late night vezax kill, dueling in dresses in front of Org, soloing the pit at 70, levelling to the wee hours of the morning--chatting over vent and really getting to know someone....

Hunting Corncob...

Meet Corncob.

As you can see, he's not very well geared.

Still a number of 226 pieces, and no real raid gear.

Regardless, there is one item in Corncob's arsenal that makes him annoying as shit: Time.

Corncob (and lackies) appear to be unemployed--because the majority of the day they're hanging out in Wintergrasp, waiting to prey on innocent horde passerby's in line for VoA or parusing the quartermaster.

Corncob's MO: Stealthily attack from above, he'll drop flight form, hit insect swarm and moonfire, or if you're mounted, he'll blast you off in hopes to get a falling kill. He likes to drop onto the steeples of the towers, where he can attack and somewhat blend-in. He can easily be 2-shot (at least by my DK), but getting to that point can be tricky. He has an engineers cloak for slowfall, and is fairly quick to run and hide when someone catches up to him (like all alli).

Yesterday, Darth and I went Corncob hunting.

I ran into WG to vendor some stonekeeper shards, and happened upon Corncob and friend killing a fellow horde. This was ultra rare, as both were just chillin on the ground--so I ran up, heartstriked a couple of times which killed the friend, but was just shy of cob. He flew away, and I quickly began getting pelted without so much of a chance to see where he went.

The hunt began.

Usually, we just let him be.

Yesterday, I think we were just bored.

We flew around, trapping him in various places.

I think he killed me as many times as I was able to kill one of them.

If you're looking for something to do on Blood Furnace, I emplore you to hunt for the evasive owl known as Corncob. I promise it to be an entertaining experience.

On the Subject of Getting Hacked

In the wee small hours of the morning (Sinatra anyone?) I was forced to  /gkick Hazl and his alts from the Sated roster.

I watched as he she depleted the GBank of epic gems, chanting materials, and pygmy oil.

I followed him her out to the Tournament grounds in Icecrown.

I watched as she stripped herself of her T10.

And then, as she stood there, naked, I watched as she proceeded to DE everything in her bag.

At first I thought to myself, "damn. Haz is DEing his shit again." It's nothing new. He's DE'd his current legs, gloves, chest. The GM's probably know him by name, he calls in so frequently.

I knew this was a special case though, when after he DE'd his shit, he put on crap PvP gear. Haz doesn't PvP on the Paladin.

At this point, I knew he had been hacked. I tried calling him. No response. I opened a GM ticket. They couldn't do anything for me. So I screenshotted his WoW-Heroes pages just in case.

And then I tried talking to the hacker.

Just a warning...

The conversation will probably offend many of you. It was early, and my anti-semitic/racist/obesist/cursing was really not on par.

Now that the disclosure's out of the way, Convo after the Break.

Fail Pugs are Fail

Ari said that it was national whiny blogger day--so I'm coming through in the clutch. All this shit happened in the last 2 days, mind you.

Three. 3. Tres.

The number of times we wiped in PoS when 2 fail heals joined our group. The first, a failadin who didn't quite understand how the rock mechanics worked on the first boss, and who definitely didn't know what bacon was...I watched his stacks grow and grow till they reset. I watched as everyones health dwindled to nothing. I watched as...well...you get the picture. Oh, did I mention I was dead prior? Apparently, the fantastic melee shaman had found a way to aggro on one of those big skeletons in the zone, just as our tank pulled. I gripped it off the healer in time to save him, but paid the ultimate price...

Enter fail Priest (healer numero dos). Doesn't quite grasp the concept of tank damage on the ramp...twice.
At this point, I'm just appreciating the fact that the healers are taking the initiative to leave group themselves so we don't have to kick. Luckily, our guildie bear tank is main spec'd resto. He went heals, I went tank, and somehow, we made it look easy.

Forge of Souls: I'm healing. Pally tank is rushing through everything--everything's going really well...then...at the first boss pull...he drops group. Dick. No warning. No DCing. He pulled the boss and left group. /Wipe.
Enter Warrior tank in 213/226 gear-- he's slow, but we get through it.

DTK-- yes, dtk. How can someone be fail in DTK, you ask? Lemme tell ya. Di's tanking on her Drood,  and I'm healing on the Pally. We get in, I buff, and theres a warrior a little slow to come in. He meets us at the pull, and the first thing he says is: "Pally. Crusader."
Now...do I really give shit about my Aura in a 5 man? No. You wanna know why? Cause as long as someone doesn't do something stupid, I can heal the whole fuckin place with holy shock. No lie. I've done it even in HoS.

Anyway, I respond with "No. I like to go fast."
Thinking this would be funny...I then start to be lectured on how fail I am, and yada yada yada...and that he's got a 5k scored Holy Pally himself, and I'm fail cause I'm in PvP gear....
Fuck.
He got me there. I forgot to switch back.
I thank him for noticing.
I switch my spec, then change into my PvE set.
He immediately shuts the fuck up.
Since I changed spec, I need a new Aura.
"Hey Monster (the warrior), this one's for you."
Crusader Aura activated.

[Silence]

I hate goblins...

Once upon a time, Shyste was a young DK somewhere around level 70ish...
As a young DK, Shyste was also very foolish--some would even say an ass-backwards ruh-tard.

One day, a fellow guildmate had a great idea, and asked help of a few members to achieve his Bloodsail Admiral title...

It was the worst thing I've ever done.

And I didn't even get the title.

I didn't see it all the way through--just to the point where I was extrememly hated by all the goblin cartels.
At that time, I was really still learning the game, what reputation was, and the consequences of getting myself into shit like this.

All in all, it really hasn't been too bad, save for Holiday events and anytime a guildie needs help in a goblin region.

There was a silver lining this weekend...

My Pally and Di's Druid got to 80 a while back, and one of the things she was reaaaaaally looking forward to, was farming the Ravenlord mount in Sethek Halls. Yesterday, I convinced her to get it going. Well, it didn't really take much convincing--it was more like asking myself if I wanted another chocolate chip cookie (no brainer). So we stroll into Shadow Labs, Crypts, and Sethek for a bit of rep grinding to get her to honored: it doesn't take much--maybe 5 or 6 clears. Labs gives the best bang for the buck, btw.

Anyway, so we're running through, I'm pulling mobs by the room full, and Di is scavenging all the loot she could...and we end up with a shit ton of netherweave =)

So I get to thinking...

Maybe I'll just take all this netherweave and run my happy ass to gadgetzan, and turn it in for some rep, right?

/Denied

Fuckin goblins want mageweave.

End of story.

Photos of things I never posted.

In my constant search for credible topics....well...who am  I kidding? I only post whatevers usually on my mind...


At any rate--I was sifting through my screenshot folder and found a bunch of stuff I had thought about writing about...but never did. So here's some fun for you....


Di's Proto =)

After a few weeks of mishaps and failed attempts, we finally got Di her Glory of the Hero for the red proto drake. I think I asked begged her for days to write a little something...I've yet to see it =p
I dunno why, but I still love the way these proto's look...


More after the BREAK...

Healing: The Other Side of the Story

Take it from Mr. Collins--we always need to hear both sides of the story.


Here's mine:

Cristorpheus (My Pally) dinged 80 approximately 48 hours ago. I gave up my ret spec, hung up my axe, donned myself in whatever healadin gear I could find, and went to work with Hazl on a "how to" exploration into the way of the light.


Started in some regular dungeons--and have gradually worked my way into heroics. And..........


(Drumroll)
(Don't ever let anyone know I said this to you)
(First rule of fight club)
(Drums still rolling)
(I swear if you tell anyone I will flog you)
...


I kinda like it.


Truth be told, I sort of thought I would. I like the challenge. And, this healing aspect of the game, is presenting itself to be a very refreshing one.


On my DK, I can smash through most heroics with disregard to aggro--cause I kill everything so fast. If I pull a mob, it dies without landing a punch. Anymore, I find myself doing more talking, and less playing. And, the only realy thrill I get anymore, is working on raid bosses. So, when I don't raid, its all kinda....well....bleh (save for holidays, helping friends out, etc.).


On the Pally, all the fights are new again; the mechanics are completely different. Sometimes I need to stand close in, others further away...need to wait for this silence, or this interrupt. It creates a sense of urgency--and I enjoy putting myself under pressure.


I'm finally understanding (this is for Haz) the importance of always being in the right place at the right time. Meaning, I more closely see dps being in places they shouldn't be; running into HoL whirlwinds, standing in poison, not paying attention to threat, running out of LoS (Yes, I said LoS)...these things are all taxing...especially on an undergeared healer =P

I'm learning the intricacies of healing on the pull, and what it means to healer-aggro. I'm getting frustrated at the stupid CoS zombies, people standing in shit, and overgeared dps disregarding my tank; I'm becoming an asshole.

I never thought that I'd become an asshole. Maybe I'm over thinking it and am just in telling people like it is. The role reversal here has really got me trippin. As a dps, if I take a bit of damage, no sweat...I have ways to self heal. As a healadin, when I see party members taking damage, panic starts to set in; I clench my teeth, stop breathing (yeah Jules, it happens quite a bit), and get to clicking as fast and furious as I can, all while trying to make sure my cast time allows for a landed heal and smooth transition...

To all the healers out there...I'm sorry.

shyste the love fool...

Real men wear dresses.


Just kidding.


However, I did find myself strangely fascinated with the way I looked in the little black chiffon number that I got from the Love is in the Air Holiday. I guess I just like Tauren curves...


Anyway, the holiday has come and gone, and I hope each of you took the time to show someone how much you care.


I was hoping to be able to make some puns about showing you my Big Red Love Rocket (haha); I really wanted to get it and petition Blizz to make it a 2-seater (ya know, so someone could ride my love rocket, LMAO--anyone else just start hearing KISS' "Love Gun" start playing???) but sadly, I did not see that damn thing drop once. Truth be told, I wasn't nearly as diligent in running that boss as I was for Brewfest.

/sigh


I guess my rocket will have to wait till next year.

If you're wondering about the screenies...

Well, What else is there to do at 4 am besides going to Org and dueling in dresses? There's nothing like smacking someone upside the head with a bouquet =)

The lovely Di, here, won our duel. She cheated though. while I was completely naked under my frock, she somehow was concealing a helm and bow o.O

/cheater

Who Down wit OPP (the over powered paladin)?

A couple of weeks ago I was presented with an opportunity to finish leveling my 55 Pally with the lovely, and talented Diona...and I couldn't resist.


At the time, we only had one Healadin (the Notorious Hazl...aka Father Time...aka Old Man River...aka "Walked with Jesus"...aka...Dirt), so I thought I'd help the guild out in the best way I knew how, and level mine to go Holy. All of my officers have alts. Geared alts. Some of them are better geared than I am =/. So I figured it was my time duty to have another 80.

Leveling to 55 on this guy was a chore. It wasn't fun. I wasn't good at that time.


Fast forward to today. My Pally is specc'd Ret, he's a level 77--and I RAPE FACE.


It's just not fair how OP these assholes really are. Di (on her druid) and I will pull 15 mobs, I can heal as necessary, bubble if I get into trouble, regen mana at will, LoH whoever the fuck I want...it's incredibly ridiculous.


Case in Point: Di and I 2-manned (and woman'd) the Pit at level 73....without having trained since 70. And I wasn't using Crusader Strike (I forgot about it till after I hit 77). Di seems to think its mostly due to the fact that we, ourselves, are just Pure Win....I think it's more that my Pally's an OverPowered Asshole.=)

Whatever the case may be, it's been refreshing seeing the world through another characters eyes. Don't get me wrong--I will always be a DK at heart...but this Pally concept is pretty interesting at the moment. The goal is to hit 80 this weekend and smash all over some random heroics till he's in T9. Wish me us luck (don't forget Di).

  =)

A January Romance....

So last night (this morning?) I'm in the middle of some good conversation, when GChat starts blowing up...

Apparently all the good shit happens when I'm normally fast asleep.

It seems as though one of my guildies has an admirer.

This guildy, who shall remain nameless to conceal her sexy female tauren ass, is apparently being serenaded over vent--merely a channel above where I was at.

Its better than I expected.

It's soooooo delicious.

I almost shit myself.

I spit crown and coke all over my computer screen.

It's here for your listening pleasure.




*Special thanks to Joe for being smart enough to record it*

One Word. Gunship.

Getting on a boat: 1 Woot.
Getting on a boat in the air: 2 Woots.
Fighting Alli's on said airboat: 3 Woots.

Seeing rockets attached to Stinky's ass: Priceless

The Real "Winners"

Before I delve into the actual content of this post (as if there really was content), let me preface by saying, I give mad props to anyone willing to start pugging an entire 25 ToC on our realm. Really. It's work. One of my guildies can't make raid during the weeknights because of his ultra-early service regiment. So, he does the best he can to jump into things on the weekends. This weekend, it happened to be 25 ToC.

I wasn't involved in the initial offering of the group--but his pug, with no vent, one-shotted the beasts, 2 shotted jaraxis, and made a couple attempts at the champs. It started falling apart here.
There were 6 or 7 spots open, so he turns to guildchat to find some more. I coerce some of the geared players, and we jump in to help. I post up the vent info, and he asks me to talk strategy to the raid.

Cue the winners:

Winner#1-- 4300 Gearscored DK who says he doesn't need to get in vent cause he knows the fight.
I say, "really? Explain your role." No Response.

/rw Get in vent if you want to roll on loot

ding.ding.ding.

DK Leaves. 1 wannabe raider down.

So I pair people up for CC cycles. We have enough CC in the raid to legitimately make this easy. couple locks, couple mages, couple boomkins...right? Wrong.

Pull the shammy to start the fight. No one interrupts but me. He heals. He heals. Others are running rampant, CC appears non-existent. Wipe.

Try #2. Go over pairings again, reiterate single target dps, get a good feeling and....same shit. This time I noticed a ret-failadin consecrating over all the CC'd mobs. /facepalm.

Cue "Winners" #2,3,4,5,6,

Winner#2--Says something about splitting the raid up to dps multiple targets. I ignore him.
Winner#3--wants to put a tank and healer into each group and all take on different targets. He's done this before, he assures me it'll work. I'm somewhat amazed that his group took 5 tanks to 25 toc. I actually call him retarded over vent.
Winners#4,5,6-- Decide they want to blame the wipe on me--because although I'm topping dps chart, and have done the fights one handed before (true story), apparently I'm a fail leader.

I wished them luck, left the raid, and kicked them from my vent.

Moral of the story: There are soooooo many "winners" out there that we can learn from. Remember, "winners" are like you and me....but better. So we should definitely listen and take heed to their ingenious, cutting-edge strategies. Who needs vent??!! If they say we can do without, by all means, vent is probably just a waste of RAM anyway. The next time you run 25 ToC, be smart about it. Get 5 tanks in there so when you hit the champs its smooth sailing...

Glory to the Hero. Shyste be Thy Name...

I am a Golden God. No, really. Ask anyone.

So we're (the guild) is toolin' around Dal on Tuesday night after a round of Ony-10's, when Jango asks about doing some OCC achieves. I con a few others into joining us and...

BAM!
I haven't attempted that in months. Wasn't too painfully difficult this go round. That achievement left one outstanding on my quest to immortality the Red Proto:


BAM!
First attempt. Last night. One cast. We went in with a mission, and made it look easier than...well...Whoapaw (he's really slutty easy).

GOLDEN GOD/ P I M P Status

BELF No More!!!!!!!

This just in: I had a donkeyodomy. Really. Blizz's race change system went live today, and Shyste went Tauren.

What can I say? I'm tired of being a belf. Honestly, if I weren't such a noob when I started playing WoW, I never woulda rolled one... =)

Death to Video Cards...and Sound...and HD graphics...and...shit

I had a date with Alienware last night. Lasted 3 hours. No Barry White, no candles, no romance. And I still got screwed.

Anyway, so I'm on the phone with Luis, describing my very sporadic video/sound stuttering problem. He's insisting that its GPU overheating. The night before, with the aid of Dennis (An extremely cool Alienware tech) I replaced pretty much all of the drivers, upgraded bios, directx, flash, you name it. He stressed the gpu for a few minutes, and found it to be ok. Tonight though, was a different story. After 3 hours of installing and uninstalling, running tests, analyzing fan speeds and temps--Luis came to the conclusion that I had overheating issues. And no sound--something he did deleted all sound from my computer, so it has to go back now.

I'm not gonna pretend that I'm computer tech savvy. Maybe it is an overheating issue. However, the sporadic nature of the problem, sometimes occuring even upon startup, would leave me to believe that its not. Oh well, they're replacing the cards, the OS, and whatever else they deem necessary. I hope its just a faulty card. It's gonna be a 3 week process. I hope its less.

Jumped on the trusty old macbook. Had to download the last patch, and update my addons--but my latency is far better on OSX, even if the graphics are comparable to playing Zelda on the old NES. I don't know how I did that for so long. I levelled to 80 on a 13 inch screen. Man. This is gonna suck.

/QQ


P.S. I'm in the process of making Hazl a shirt ( a real one he can't DE); cause for some reason he likes to DE the stuff that he's wearing at the time (he's on item #3, btw). For a slogan I've got:
"I DE'd my other shirt."

Anyone have any suggestions for a picture?

3 Drakes: Shyste of the Nightfall

I was almost logged and in bed tonight, when a couple of guildies asked me to join a Sarth 3D try. Now, we attempted this a few nights ago, and the closest we came was about 9%. Since then, further research reminded us that Tenebron is usually kited at enrage, allowing dps the precious time required, to finish-off the old dragon.

We're fairly well geared. Easily pulling over 5k--closer to 6 and 7, and Artagnan coming in at around 9k. No matter how hard we tried the other night, we just couldn't close. Fast forward to tonight. 2 others (dps) in the group different from last time: Another Mage, and a Shammy, geared ilvl232 or better...

DPS looked like this:

3 tries. 3 wipes.

4th try: We pull out the numbers you see above...and still die. I watched diseases tick Sarth down from 50k on...each tick dropping her HP lower, and lower, and lower, and lower, and lower, and lower, and lower...until......... BAM!

We pulled it off. All of us except for Buick, who had accidentally rez'd. That really sucks man, but we'll get it again for ya. I rolled an epic 41 for the Black Drake. /sigh

WTF Moments...

I wouldn't say that I'm an angry player. Quite the contrary, actually. But there are some things in-game that really cheese me off.

#1- PvP, Pallies, and bubbles.
#2- Struggling through content.

#1 is easily avoidable-- I only arena once or twice in a very blue moon, which leaves the only real bane of my frustration at #2.

Before we get into that, let me tell you a little more about me as a n00b 80. I say n00b, because it really wasn't until I hit 80 that I really started exploring the games finer points and nuances. When I turned 80, I was wearing mostly quest blues, I was spec'd frost dps, some of my gear had defense rating on it, and the group of guildies I ran with consistently struggled through OK and HoL. We didn't even dare step foot in HoS or Occ...and we were definitely known to challenge Archavon's enrage timer. Things were different back then; ilvl 213 was tops (226 to get technical, with KT and Maly), and stats weren't quite as inflated as they are today.

During my time as an early 80, I definitely had my share of WTF moments. My Army taunting bosses, wiping groups, my bloodworms eating AoE heals, etc. I made tons of mistakes as a new 80, but I always learned from these mistakes, and definitely never tried to fake my way around. I learned a lot hands on, and since then, I've paid my dues.


Last night I experienced another WTF moment. Not much going on with the guild, I put myself in LFG as a dps to run some heroics with people. Not long after I received a whisper. H CoS.

I entered the group and the first thing I see in party chat:
"Dude, that 78 was heals...whose gonna heal?"
"I'll tank, you heal. noob healer+noob tank = chaos"
"I can heal, won't be great, but we'll live"
"I just tanked DTK fine, we got this"

This was 2 Pallies talking. Normally I'd be concerned, but I know how to stay alive, and could probably solo dps the thing if I tried...so I let it be.

Fast Forward to the pull: Tank took off running the wrong direction, I grab first wave and kill it while the hunter is off killing skeletons by himself, the dps dk in greens and blues and no sigil is off with the tank, left me and the healer. 4.5k dps = crisis averted. Everyone reforms, and wave two comes: Pally can't hold aggro (how?) hunter is doing god knows what, and the other DK is attacking a random target. Wipe.

Now, I understand, that this place can be a tad overwhelming for someone that hasn't been there before. However, everyone assured me that they'd run CoS multiple time before today. I suggest that I (having infinite wisdom of this place) do the tanking. I try to be diplomatic about it--not QQing, and try to give a few tips along the way. I succeed; my tanking goes without incident. Get to the final gauntlet and it's somewhat nerve-racking, because, apparently all the dps thought they could just run out and start attacking shit. Somehow I manage to pull it together without wanting to poke my eyes out anymore than I previously wanted... until we get to the end of the gauntlet: we're missing Arthas. Damn. WTF.

You know what happens if you run without Arthas? Shit respawns.
Ran that gauntlet 3 times...was in CoS for like an hour. Someone even had the nerve to ask about making the timed run.
/facepalm.

And how the hell, does a DK NOT have a sigil? We're all given one! For FREE!!!

WTF

BrewMaster Shyste....almost

I'm probably gonna get shot for posting this, but I think its crazy ridiculous. After 48 hours of Brewfest, I've managed to procure not only Direbrew's Remote, but also BOTH limited-edition, commemorative, Brewfest mounts: Great Brewfest Kodo, and the Swift Brewfest Ram =)
Needless to say, they guys are pretty jealous of my awesome 1/6 drop rate =p

El Ramador

El Beer Kodo

I know this was uber lucky this go 'round, so good luck to everyone still looking for em. 2 more achievements to go before I'm officially Brewmaster.

Runnin down a dream (red proto-drake)

It was probably a couple of weeks ago, after earning some random achievement, that I actually checked my "Glory of the Hero" standing.



To my delight, after a solid 9 months of running heroics and attaining over 1500 emblems, I found that I had amassed the majority of the achievements--so the hunt for the red drake has begun.

To date, I'm missing 8 total achievements. I'll keep ya posted on the progress, and hope to fraps some of the hardest achieves for you all to see.

Wish me luck!

**update**

Ruby Void/ Emerald Void

One of the simplest explanations for the fight I've found.

09/21/2009

This weekend I along with 4 other uber SATED players strolled into H Occ trying for this achievement. It's a bitch. After several attempts, our closest encounter gor Eregos down to about a one shot (17k)...and we couldn;t seal the deal. =(

This will be happening again soon.