January | 03•2008
filed under "Video Games"
Recently Penny Arcade wrote about about the inconsistency of fashion in leveling a character on WoW that, in real life, most people pretend doesnt bother them, and the comic they released about this gave me the chuckling fit of my life. especially since it hit so close to home so recently. i have had my head in the game for the past few days because Hearthlynn, my paladin has finally reached the maximum level. in the days before coming to that point i had been working hard (but appearing like an ostrich hiding from something by sticking its head in the ground) to insure that when she went the current maximum level she didnt look like a ridiculous pimp/clown or i guess in her case since she's female, a clown/whore.
my hard work payed off as last night she went 70 and transformed like some kind of Cinderella-like fairy godmother-beneficiary-rodeo-clown into an pretty cool looking character.
lets catalog the work here, and id like to add that i was snarled growled at and forced to live life aside from all this by Jamie. but in the end the work payed off and my masterpiece is almost complete.
at level 69, Hearthlynn was sporting a golden horned helm which matched her shoulders while her red and black breastplate clashed impressively with her red or golden boots and red and purple pants. her shield a green fungal shell-like contraption and her mace was a dark purple with a dark glow comming off of it. she looks not-good. but her stats and armor were sufficient for survival in the harshest of player vs player conditions.
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While i spent time with these stats and stunted spec and horrible appearance i made the best of it, i "farmed" honor, and gear with those who would have me, as well as experience and money. i had my eye on the purple judgement set (as we call it), since the original judgement set was unavailable to me and beneath my level like a grave to the living. But judgement on a paladin to the Horde is like wings on a bird, as many of us cowered in fear as the first (alliance) tier 2 paladins rolled out of blackwing lair and onto the battle field wearing their hoods and pointed shoulders wielding mace, axe, and violent shields. often we see any signs of it and we think immediately... "Paladin"... so of course i had to have some of it if not all. my friends helped me, good people they were, and i aquired one peice before i reached current maximum level and another right before max level, i aquired three new shields, a new mace, and enough honor to buy the peices i needed to supplement the stats i needed for open combat. in the end, i still need my helmet. but im proud to say i didnt look like a retard when i turned 70.
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ill be returning to the battlefield for new gloves and perhaps boots, but i should be able to handle good instances now and i might even finish off the purple judgement.
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