Hail, visitor. I am Movara Raintotem of the Earthen Ring and the Horde. Me and my companions welcome you & hope you find value in visiting. #warcraft#Horde#RP
@TerranGregory I was gonna resist, but I've had a Diablo 2 craving so bad for years, I gave up and bought in. Managed to down Durlel just a few minutes ago as a druid. We'll see what I can do during Open Beta.
Life came at me fast this year, too, so that's another reason I'm not playing. I think I need to be a fan of WoW without playing the game, and first on my list is get some friggin' art.
I miss having the passion for WoW that I used to have. It was an integral part of my life, and to feel like I've lost that feeling is a shame. And with everything that's happened, it's hard to want to try and find it again. Maybe someday. And now back to being quiet.
Personal:
I’m staying at my job, standing by my team & doing all I can to ensure they are taken care of
I’ve spent 1/2 my life allowing a love for brands & IPs to define who I am, even to myself
It can hurt
I need to find “me” again. Don’t let work become your only identity.
Soon he stood up again, praying to the spirits of water and requesting the aid of rain to quench the fires and give mercy to the suffering and dying, even though he knew that was more rain than even he could ever expect from them. And then he walked away, hoofprints in the sand.
Standing there, watching in horror as Teldrassil burned and filled the night sky with smoke, signalling the fate of darkness that continued to envelop the whole of Azeroth, he could do nothing but squeeze the handle of Doomhammer in frustrated rage.
War was again beckoning, the world would have to be healed in the midst of all the hatred and bloodshed both sides would wreak on each other. Azurite was the wild card. The perils had grown more intense over the years, and yet it never seemed to get easier to deal with them.