I was questing with my alt (Ketlli) when a bunch of horde came up to her. They pointed, laughed, whistled, licked, kiss, flirted, etc with her. I felt like such a whore...but I knew what they wanted. So I decided to dance and take my equipment off. Another alliance member came over and did the same thing...I felt like we had to strip to survive. I decided to log off and find them with Mylli and teach these dirty horde a lesson. When Mylli arrived at the scene there was still one horde there...he was a level 80 pally with about 22k life; his name was Nichile. He saw me and he took off running.
30 minutes later. I see that Rebel Camp is being attacked...and what do you know? It was my good old friend Nichile...but he had 3 friends with him. So needless to say, I got owned. I logged in with my HORDE character and whispered him and asked him to 1v1....he accepted. So I log on with Mylli again and get her all healed and buffed.
This fight seriously took over 30 minutes. I had time to pop 3 army of the deads (10 min cooldown). At one point Nichile had me down to 30 life...but failed to give a finishing strike before I used my death strike to re-heal myself. After 30 minutes of a wonderful fight, 2 alliance members just happened to come running by. So they stopped and thought I needed help....so they attacked Nichile and his friends. They automatically bubbled hearthed. I was kind of bummed out that the fight ended, but relieved at the same time because who knew how long that fight would have lasted. But thats my story that I felt like blogging about. good night everyone
Sunday, September 6, 2009
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