Last night us poxers formed our guild-the Pox Arcanum. I would tell you how it went, but I can't. Wulfa has requested that honor. Apparently she had a blast last night. She was giggling so hard she couldn't get any details out but I think she's calmed down a bit. You'd think after living with two orcs for most of her life she'd have a bit of seriousness in her but nope. The vapidness that is her Blood Elf heritage has stayed with her. I apologize ahead of time.
I'm a bad shadow priest.
"ummm, that wasn't the one we voted on."
"yeah, wasn't the skull and crossbones a different one?"
"(me, sheepishly) I need money."
Daxe rescued me and handed over the needed amount. I must say, the finished tabard looks HOT on me. Totally goes with my color scheme
And then Sumyerki took me fishing in Ratchet. He showed me where all the good spots were and we got quite cozy (don't tell Beowulfa
Sorry about that. Don't worry, Sumyerki is Dammy's adopted brother. I really don't care what those two do together. She's just a troublemaker. It's in her blood, I suppose. Orclette has just woken up (I blame Wulfa) so I'll have to cut it short. Pox Arcanum is up and running, everybody in it is awesome, and we look forward to seeing you next week!
FOR THE HORDE