how often on a daily basis do you wonder if you’re One Of Those Annoying People Who Cant Take A Hint and people only respond to you bc they feel obligated
Several times an hour.
how’s about all the time
P much forever
A copy of Tevruden's blog because I don't Trust Like that anymore.
how often on a daily basis do you wonder if you’re One Of Those Annoying People Who Cant Take A Hint and people only respond to you bc they feel obligated
Several times an hour.
how’s about all the time
P much forever
Last art trade done. oh gosh
/falls over
Neywyn Roselight, for the lovely Sophiawhitend.
NONONONONONONONNONONONONONOonono
make all the trash mobs in an lfr this and no one will ever reach the boss
That’s pretty fucking terrifying actually… LFR would never be the same. They’d think it’s the first boss… and then down the road after they’ve killed it and been disappointed over loot.. they find more..
The Council of Three Hammers officially entered a full government shutdown yesterday, after months of long-running disagreements between High Thane Muradin Bronzebeard, High Thane Falstad Wildhammer and Queen-Regent Moira Thaurissan.
The stalemate came about after the shocking discovery that Zandalari trolls had infiltrated Dun Murogh, seeking to rally the Frostmane trolls against Ironforge. King Varian Wrynn delivered the urgent news himself, requesting the Council take immediate action to protect the city from their ancient foes.
However, after hours of discussion the Council could not reach an agreement. High Thane Muradin Bronzebeard would not authorize any military action, refusing to entrust the security of the city to either the Wildhammer or Dark Irons in his absence.
“We cannot help, for if we turn our back on the Dark Irons, they will defeat the Wildhammer and take over Ironforge!” said Bronzebeard, looking askance at the other two Council representatives.
can you imagine varian wrynn as a dad. i mean he is already a dad but like… a dad dad. “im quite hungry,” says anduin wrynn. he immediately realizes his mistake and hopes nobody has heard him but it is too late. it is too late. “hello hungry,” chuckles varian through his perpetual scowl aimless rage, “im the king of stormwind”
“I’m sorry, Anduin, I shouldn’t have said that.”
“Thank you, Father. Now, wh-”
“You’re Prince Hungry. Of Stormwind.”
Anduin quietly grits his teeth and tears at his hair in frustration.