I might not be an angel after all…
OK, OK, OK.. I was banging on about the horrendous immoral quests in WoLK the other day, but I fear that Euripedes infiltrated my psyche, cause this week I found myself doing all sort of evil deeds… for no better reason that I was helping out my Gnome colleagues.
I started out good, only taking down the Mammoth Bulls, but soon enough I had taken down a Mammoth Cow, leaving her poor little calves to starve.
What was I to do?
Yep, I killed the calves as well. Soon there was a trail of Mammoth Murder across the Borean Tundra.
But in the end, it didn’t matter, I felt a lot less Angel and a lot more Devil….
I used 2 of the Dark Iron Ale Mug to pick up:
So what’s the nearly immoral bit of this story…, well I threw the remaining Dark Iron Ale Mug on the AH, as well as Plugger’s Blackrock Ale. Thing is I don’t think people know the difference, cause I am selling both for silly prices…
Gnomer and Out!