Hogit’s Story - A World of Warcraft Blog » Elessedil’s Story

Elessedil and her guild Ilterendi have been venturing inside Naxxramas for a couple of months now and have made great strides. The Necropolis of Naxxramas is a very dangerous place to say the least. The horrors that await inside are unspeakable and grotesque. One never knows what gruesome creatures will come out from around the corner and pwn one in the Elf face or mess up one’s braid.

One of the most repugnant Abominations is the infamous Patchwerk. He is taller than an Orc but not as stinky, although some would say better looking. This monster has over three million hit points and one must take him down in seven minutes. Not only that, but he hits harder than a runaway train on steroids. Needless to say, the healers have quite a time keeping the tanks up during the encounter. But all hard work deserves great rewards, for every time a Patchwerk dies a Priest gets their wings. This Priest got hers, and I must say I was overwhelmed. Till we meet again Patchwerk, till we meet again, indeed.

You might remember a certain post not too long ago about how Hogit killed Elessedil, well that was Hogitsay.

Here I am dead in the snow. That is true enough. How it came to be may not have been explained all that well. Sadly, Dwarves are not known for telling the whole truth like Gnomes and Elves but never fear, here’s my side of it.

Here we have exhibit A.

As you can see, I have no trouble kicking a Dwarf’s behind. You can clearly see in this screen shot this Hogit stand-in begging for mercy and getting none.

Exhibit B.

A pack of wolves might be too much for someone else but not me. Here I am teaching these flea bags who’s in charge. Ignore the damage numbers of eight clearly the user interface was bugged.

Exhibit C.

This is a clear example of the kind of trouble you might get in when you try and mess with me.

Having looked at the evidence above you might ask yourself, how did Hogit kill you Elessedil?

Well, after Hogit massacred the Troggs, innocent bunny rabbits, and prevented more than one low level character from completing their quests in the area, he hadn’t had enough. He wanted a piece of yours truly to feed his ego, so I said “Bring it on ugly!” We dueled, and he managed to stun me enough times for me not to heal myself. Hogit won the duel. That much is true (making use of his dirty Dorf trickery). But he is no hero, no sir.

As I held on to dear life by a thread, I felt sharp teeth and claws all over my body, what was this?! The troggs had seen I was weak and went on to finish me. One by one they feasted on my flesh, and soon after I fell dead on the snow. Dead for realz! Did Hogit try to save me you ask? No. He was rolling on the floor laughing at me.

I ran back to my body and collected myself. Hogit was no where in sight. I made my way back to the nearest village where I was offered some warmth by a fire. I told my tale to the local Dwarves, and they were not happy at all. “That is not the Dwarven way,” they said. Hogit had better not show himself around those parts anymore because he just might get what’s coming to him.

Last night Elessedil went back to the ancient temple of Ahn’Qiraj. There was still some unfinished business for her guild inside, and this was the night to end it once and for all. The raid headed straight to C’Thun’s outside chamber, and everyone prepared to face him once more. Nothing was going to stop them now.

After carefully approaching the doorway making sure the eye did not set its deadly glare upon them, they formed two lines on either side of the entry to its room and waited for the countdown. In an orderly but very swift fashion everyone ran in and started the attack. Everyone played their hardest and after so much effort and dedication, death after death, running back countless times, and hefty repairs bills, Ilterendi brought the mighty god down. C’Thun was no more.

It’s certainly nice to be part of a server first, but what made everything even better was having Hogit there to share the guild’s victory. Adventure isn’t quite the same without the good old Dwarf Warrior by Elessedil’s side, as it always should be.