Flying around Feralas at night is soothing. The expansive green landscape and ambient music are trance-inducing. Crickets and soft rain. That is until I see a troll hunter trying to get to level 40. I gank him to a 15 minute rez timer, throwing flags in his corpse and pantomime teabagging his body. Because the horde are scum and they need to taught a lesson about choosing the wrong side. After three years Im home. It feels so damn good to be back. https://youtube/watch?v=1w-lfD5Jngg
Posted on: Mon, 20 Oct 2014 08:38:18 +0000