After years of deliberation, famous Druidish powerhouse Wundagore finally decided to stop both resisting and hiding his inner urges. With a liberating roar of worldly pleasure, he finally found peace with his deeper wants and needs. No longer afraid to show this true spirit to the world, he vowed never to return to the suffocating social rules WoW forced on him. From this time foreward, he asks the public to call him by his true, Earthmother given name, i.e.: Sunflower
*Footage taken from Orgrimmar Daily Planet

Soooo, Braell and Maelcum to the rescue. While Wundie is taking a nice holiday, his friends offered him to help Wundie in becoming a man. Pfff what looked like an easy job became a pain in the ass.
Wundie is so large, my complete screen is filled with that harry bull. How can we see where to go? This explains Wundie adventerous way of life, he just doesn't see what is ahead of him.

Playing Wundie is like entering someone's house uninvited. It's a mess. Hehe, if Wundie was a car it would be a car with half eaten pizza's lying around and cold cups of coffe on the byrider seat.

Maybe our great perfectionist and game expert Maelcum can advise en seriously help Wundie when he returns from his holiday.

Anyways Wundie is just one click away in becoming lvl 26.

After this the Three friends can wander the plains of WOW again, together.

The old days. Maelcum had his lvl 20 Rogue quest, which he couldn't do without his Tree bashing friend. 

Aren't they cute ;-) 

After fighting lots of elite's the spirit in Maelcum was very high. How irritating. Stupid Troll....

Man, those undead let you fly on a bat. What is wrong with them....uuhm don't answer that. 

Man, this was shocking.... Why does a Troll want to dance naked?!? Please help me out with this one, still in shock over here.

Just too show Orc's arent the only ones capable of bashing trees.

And this is how u get a Rank with the Horde. Seek out a happy band of Hippies, dance with them for a merry while, and then, out of the blue, draw steel, roar, and charge one of their tree hugging members. (Oke, maybe in this particular instance in didnt go that well, since they recovered a bit too fast from the furious and glorious scare i gave them, subsequently sending some 6 arrows, 3 swords, 2 fireballs and quite an amount of spit my way. But u get the idea.)

Man, how annoying that was yesterday (the logon issues I mean) , they were probably working very hard to fix the problem, but now I'm still a mere level 21 Druid, in stead of the heavy lvl22 I was supposed to become ages ago. Anyway better luck next time.

Wundagore at the alliance arena. Mooi vakantiekiekje toch? Eng bos tw, veel te veel hoge level characters. 

Me in my new morph form, jieeehaaa 

Picture this: Badass Wundagore and bloodthirsty Maelcum roaming the WOW plains together with one common goal: death, destruction and flowerpicking. Flowerpicking? Anway let me talk you through this.

After checking my mail (again no nice goodies from my buddies) I decide to go hunting some easy prey just for the heck of it and maybe gain another level by doing so. Suddenly a vague familiar sound…. Aye matey wha ya doing?
Sigh( ) it must be that hideous troll again.

Hi there buddy, long time no see, I’m killing some Zevra’s and Thunderlizards myself, wazzup with you? Ah, Maelcum says, I’m fine, any quests you want to do, maybe some powerlevelling for you, cause you’re only good for a couple of laughs now. *lol*.
I swear one day, I’m gonna kill that filthy troll, not really of course (he’s one of my buddies) but that incredible ego of his, how annoying. Not to speak of that green pointy eared Orc.

Anyway, we start killing some Thunderlizardz, where I’m impressing my troll buddy with my lethal skillz. Only level 19 myself, but killing a lvl 21-22 thunderlizard is just barely a challenge for me. But taking two at the same time upon myself is too much even for this badass Tauren. So Maelcum decides to lend me a hand and kills the other lvl22 Thunderlizard. Apparently by breathing on him, for I couldn’t even blink twice before he had killed and skinned it. A wonder he didn’t eat the blasted beast alive. What’s even more annoying is that now, I owe him my life….


After a while even killing Thunderlizards gets boring so we decide to go hunting even more south, way beyond the field of giants that is. We discover caves about which rumors go that they house monsters and beasts of level 33 to 43. I’m always up for a challenge, but Maelcum ensures me that’s a sure way to die so we walk on. Yes, another cave. Only level 23 till level33 I say to Maelcum as I see him running away. Little scared pussycat, and to him, I owe my life? How humiliating.

We stop to rest a bit when I decide to buff Maelcum up again for the “mark of wild” as I call it, will only last a couple of seconds anymore. Just at that moment, Maelcum decides to annoy one of the alliance. A much higher level character who looks at Maelcum and decides to ignore him. But Maelcom is already in a pvp state , and by buffing him up so am I! Oh my, a lvl19 Tauren in a much higher level territory in a pvp state. That arrogant little troll, and that’s only for lack of a better word.


We decide to go down with the elevator that’s here at the end of the field of giants, but that’s one hell of a plain we get on to. After another near death experience (and once again the troll saved my life, I ain’t never gonna be able to show my face in Thunderbluff again if this gets out) we run back to the field of giants which now looks as fairy wonder land compared to the horror we saw down there. Getting all exited about still being alive I decide to go pick some flowers, not in a gay kind of way of course, very manly. It’s herbs you guys, not real flowers. Mind you, that beside a lean mean fighting machine, I’m also a very wise scientist, herbalism & alchemy is my game when I have some quit time.

Still level 19 though, maybe better luck next time. Maybe, just maybe... this wise druid should listen to some advice the green bald Orc gave me. Tomorrow, yes tomorrow.. I’ll meditate on that. Sigh( ) getting my ass saved by a unworthy Troll and considering taking advice of a filthy Orc. What’s wrong with this Tauren? My Mama didn’t raise a scared little pony. I’m the badass Tauren and don’t you forget it.

The marvelous tree bashing Braell

-Battle report-
Braell online* time 19:00 hours

Just checking the mailbox for AH goodies. With not too much hope Braell was stunned too see 2 shining axes of pain. Braell thinking *not pain but pleasure, hehe.
Braell equiped his new toys and just had to try them out. After slaughtering de plains of the Barrens Braell came a little eeny weeny to confident. Darkness, everywhere. A laughing spirit went to seek the light again.
Ring* doorbell, pizza delivery. After a quick bite Braell entered the light again.

Wundagore online* time 20:00 hours
Braell 'Hey fluffy hopping bear, what you doing.'
Wundagore 'trying to kill those $@%!ing Quilboars, pretty hard if you are 2 levels below.'
Braell 'Hey did you check your mailbox?'
Somehow Wundagore could resist the free presents from his friends the day before.
Wundagore 'uuuh AI, hehe....oeps, ok I check them as we speak....'
SHAME...
Wundagore '.....WHOOOOOT damn I look cool, if I had a mirror I wouldn't stop looking at my self even if a sexy, uuhm tauren lady?!? haha, came along.'
That evening Braell never saw the fluffy bear, it was just that too broad Tauren.

After the massacre of the quilboar Wundie became lvl 17, Gratz man. After, uuhm, x times nagging about to log out with your hearthstone in a inn Wundagore left Braell. Braell stil very pleased with his axes of pain wanted to check the AH before quiting.

Maelcum online* time 22:00 hours
Braell thinking *damn this will be a long night.
After a warm welcome dance the too friends embraced their weapons for a duel. Maelcum never know what hit him.
Maelcum 'What the....This isn't pos, what que....'
Braell 'hehe, meet my friends of extreme pain, WHOEAHAHAHA'
Maelcum impressed as he was told Braell about a Troll specific quests. Ofcourse Braell offered to help. The two friends went on their way to, what can I say, a very creepy undead reaking tower.
Maulcum 'Wait here, I need to picpocket that headman.'
Wonder troll Maelcum is, he didn't succeed the first time ;-) The second time no biggie. The two friends were joined by 2 others, to finish...uhm to make it possible to finish this quest. After some heavy battling and watching goblins explode in a very yukkie way, the group arrived at the top where the boss of the tower was waiting. The boss was eating dust in no time. Yeah quest finished...NOT.
Maelcum somehow forgot to open a too large in the eye popping box. While the other rogue forgot to pickpocket the headman. Nice work trolls. After jumping down, Braell couldn't stop his rage and killed the headman, oeps. That was the headman that needed to be pickpocketed. Hehe...
Some monsters just don't like to respawn and this headman was one of them. So after a flirt, a dance, analyzing the stars and marveling the bruces of the tree in the shape of Braell's head the headman respawned.
Soo up the tower again.....to face horrible death. Still the spirit was within, the laughing spirits didn't give up and faced the boss again. Finally this part of the quest was done.

Ok one visit at the AH then Braell will go to sleep.
Maelcum 'That instance we never finished looks tempting'
Braell 'Uuhm but but, ah ok'
*time 23:15 hours
Entering the instance the friends knew that this wouldn't be easy. So the friends discussed some strategie and a marvelous teamwork erupted. It seems the strategy was working quiet well, a trail of destruction is what they left behind.
And there he was the Beast! A beast with a sword the size of...of Wundagore. That was one mean looking sword. The friends approuch carefully, knowing there would be a wandering orc.
Too impatient and hungry for blood the friends attacked the Beast. And offcourse the wandering orc happaned to join the fight. Eating dust again, the two spirits ran to their boddies. On entering the instance the Beast was waiting for them, alas it was just an illusion, a burn on their image.
Getting deeper into the instance their boddies were regained. This time the Two approached more carefully, slaying that nuisance of an orc first. And their he stood, the Beast, the two charged again for the horde with a rage never seen before. The Beast didn't surrender and gave quite a challenge. Braell was thrown into the air, while Maelcum sneaked up from behind.
Nevertheless the Beast didn't have a change. It crushed headfirst on the ground while the two, heaving heavy, started to cheer and dance on his body.
It was over, time to collect the great reward of 8 silver.....

Braell 'It is realy bedtime I must go'
Maelcum 'Just one duel'
Somehow this wasn't meant to be, the two were not allowed, say WHAT. Ah well, till next time.
Braell out. *time 00:30 hours

Wise druid drops down in puddle of mud in some scary cave. But hey his buddies jump down as well. I've changed the resolution of my pics, so I hope to see a thumbnail of 100px but when clicked upon an image with a res of 1024. 

Sometimes you need to relax ;-) 

Hail friends. Look up at Braell  

Man o man, the WOW server's probably down, just now when I'm about to cash in on two quests... how annoying.
Anyway I can't log in today, hopefully better luck tomorrow.