Crucible of Storms is a mass hallucination. Instead of trying to find this fictional place, wherever it may be, I think we should go out for a cup of coffee. Coffee is much better than hallucinating raid instances. Trust me on this.
In which Liz is trying to convince her raid leader of the above fact(s) and needs your help.
Really, I’m confused. We may have to do a roll call.
Some days you can really empathize with these skeletons is all I’m saying.
My guild has been working (without much success) on Herald of the Titans, and really I blame myself because I made the terrible mistake to play a Paladin. Not that there’s anything wrong with Paladins. I have played with some very excellent Paladins. I’m just not one of them.
But enough about me. How are you today?
Don’t we all? But instead of pondering our many regrets, let’s answer some questions.
Sometimes I play through quests and imagine them narrated, nature documentary style, by David Attenborough.
Now watch as the Old God examines its prey…
I am the antelope in this documentary, and things never go well for the antelope.
And now you have! Aren’t you happy about that?