The Adventures of a Blood Elf Warlock. HDE Present Times, Moving On. After finishing all my tasks that were set for me in Sunstrider Isle, I head out to the Ghostlands, where I meet our newest allies, the Undead Forsaken, as strange and disgusting as they are appearance-wise, they to are consumed with vengence. They also know what it is like being cast out by their own people, just because they were used by evil forces.

Why am I still so busy? The chronicles of Pithius. I stand before the Dark Portal. Hot wind is blowing sand across the Blasted Lands, scouring my armor. 8220;Tremble foul demons for I come. I am standing before the threshold of your world. I curse you for coming to this land. I command you to leave. So now I take the war to you.

Healing for Fun and Profit. Later on, I may post more about raid healing, which is a completely different animal altogether.

A bit about Wa and Wa. This account may be my last, for we fight the Undead Scourge daily, pushing them back from the gates of Silvermoon as they charge from our beloved Eversong Woods.

Thragmol, Julián, Derkal, and Occido had travesered at their own parrel the Deadmines of Westfall. 8220;So what do we do now boss? 8221; asked Derkal.