Gnomeaggedon notices parcel under tree…. mmmm where did that come from?
Whoooo Hooo… it’s my Secret Santa!
I can’t wait to unwrap this and….. Ohhh Noes…. that’s what happens when a Plate wearing Paladin goes Cloth Destructo-Mage!
hehehhehe… I love it….
I love the post, and I love the end result!
This is the best Secret Santa I could have wished for…
Without further ado…
For Christmas, All I Want is to be a Gnome Mage, a Guest Post by Ophie the Bossy Pally
When I found out I was going to be writing a little something for Gnomeaggedon for Christmas, I was super thrilled! I’ve always wanted to slip into the mind of a fire ball casting, face melting, dream destroying, and absolutely huggable little gnome. The master himself was away, dropping off gifts for his friends and attending Jong and Megan’s crazy parties, so I had to go to my alt bin to find a mage capable of providing such an experience. I found her in Ironforge, nurturing her dreams of becoming the bestest of all firey mages.
“Come little mage!” I told her. “Let us be epic and run heroics!”
Slipping into the mind of my little bundle of deadly power, I brought her to Icecrown Citadel. We had to go around the back to find what we were looking for. Forge of Souls, it is called. I was excited. As a paladin, I’ve never had more than 2 or 3 spells before! I wasn’t sure of which buttons to press, so I tried them all. I took a screenshot of my efforts.
Ok, maybe the learning curve is a bit too steep for me. Maybe PvE just isn’t my thing. After all, I’m all about the face melting. PvP is where it’s at. Besides, with my amazing timing skills on my side, it’s almost time for Wintergrasp! You silly hordies better look out! I’m on my way!
Well, my adventures in PvP can be summed in one picture.
Alright, I’ll admit defeat. This maging thing is tougher than I bargained for. You can’t just mind control a mage and expect to insta-win without some skill. I still have some time left, though, so I might as well put her to good use and run some dailies.
I give up. From now on, I’ll leave face melting to the masters. I’ll have my plate and my shield back, please. But…um…now I sort of feel bad for all the times I’ve been impatient about my food. Or been too pushy about a port. The good mages make it look so easy, but what I’ve learned from my afternoon as a wannabe deadly killer is that those good mages are worthy of quite a bit of respect.
I raise my helm to Gnome and to all the mages out there who, unlike me, spend more time alive than dead.
Happy holidays to Gnomeaggedon and to all Armaggedon’s Coming readers!
With /hugs, Ophie the pally-not-mage.
How awesome was that!
Just a couple of minor points of clarification…
I was attending Jong’s and Megan’s crazy panties… not parties
“I raise my helm to Gnome and to all the mages out there who, unlike me, spend more time alive than dead.”
Well, I wont speak for the rest of them, but I spend a lot of my time dead…. it’s just a case of learning to live with it. I remember the one and only Pally I rolled got shelved at level 10 because it didn’t die… where’s the fun in that?
For an idea of the Miss Saresa’s Secret Santa posts that are yet to come, checkout the thread at Blog Azeroth.
Better yet, to get an idea of what has already been written, check out the post at Twisted Nether!
Gnomer and Out, Ophie and Awesome!
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