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Armour, swords and tear jerkers!

So apart from the fact that I’ve been running out of tissues this past week, I’ve been enjoying my walkabout through Tyria and there have been some emotional moments.

I haven’t forgotten Selir, I mean she is my main character after all – the leader of my girls, poor thing holed up in Orr and she’s been having a tough time. Throughout Tyria exploration has been fabulous. Every little cave I spot I want to see where it leads too, but in Orr I want to get the hell out of there. I’m sure exploring the ruins of Orr would have been fascinating, but not when the undead keep popping out from every nook and cranny! Now because heart quests are non-existent in Orr I’m following my personal story and the problem is soloing in Orr is difficult. Most of the time Waypoints are contested so opening the map to get to my story point is taking me forever. Sometimes I find that I miss my heroes from GW1. Orr is bearable when there are other players around, but otherwise I would have loved to have my heroes. My pet isn’t enough! Those undead take forever to die again. I never liked zombies and now I hate them with a passion – after all that’s what they are, right? I mean otherwise I might end up calling them ‘dracovamps’ – dead people turned into undead by the kiss of a dragon! Clever!

Selir, leader of the pack!

Selir, leader of the pack!

Anyway enough of that. I think you get the picture. I’ll move on to something more interesting.

Alistine, red and bronze. Gorgeous!

Alistine, red and bronze. Gorgeous!

Switching to my guardian, quite a gorgeous gal in her antique bronze coloured armour and hefting a Lionguard greatsword. So there I am following the story line and Alistine is close to discovering the whereabouts of her parents. Slashing through bloated spiders as they descend from the roof of a cave, Alistine finds two headstones. I don’t know, may be because I had the flu or I’m becoming soft the older I get, but I got all emotional on discovering they were the tombstones belonging to her parents and that Alistine’s name was mentioned in the epitaph. I guess being a gemini doesn’t help much……and the tear jerkers don’t stop there.

Let's take a moment!

Let’s take a moment!

Decided to spend some karma!

Decided to spend some karma!

Alistine hefted her greatsword and gazed around noticing this odd-looking area, a brown patch of valley surrounded by pillars of brown rock. A glowing sphere hovers down in the center – a skill point which I got quite easily enough, but what caught my attention the most were the bodies of dead dolyak. Naturally, I immediately went on guard, scouting the area. Heaven knows what creature was lurking in the shadows waiting to feed.  So I waited…..and a lone dolyak walks down into the valley. I drew my sword. I wait. The dolyak lies down…..and dies….and the spirit of the dolyak rises from the remains. Oh hell! This was their grave yard. A place where the dolyak come to die and I found that so sad. I actually sat there staring at the screen following the ghostly apparition. I didn’t even touch my coffee…..and that’s saying a lot!

Dolyaks resting ground!

Dolyaks resting ground!

……..and Alistine sheathes her sword and sits on a rock. There’s nothing quite like seeing a pack of rock dogs saunter by!

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Undead and carpal tunnel!

So my main character has hit level 80 and I have been venturing forth into the desolation of Malchor’s Leap, and let me tell you, it’s bleak there. Undead everywhere. You’re in constant combat not only with undead nobles, farmers and pirates, but undead chickens that peck at your ankles like there is no tomorrow! Well, I expect it’s bound to be an unsavory place being a level 80 area and Zhaitan‘s nesting ground. I have to admit it’s tiring. So I’ve discovered the best way to relieve the tiredness and carpal tunnel is to work on my alts! Switching back and forth from Orr to Kessex Hills to Metrica Province is just the ticket and buckets of fun!  Sometimes I forget that poor Selir is stuck in desolation as I wonder passed the rolling green pastures of Tyria. I even went and bought myself a new character slot in the January sales.  I’ve been testing out a mesmer, decided to make her from the human race, but might probably change her to asura. Playing with my asura elementalist I forgot just how cute and fun they are…..and they run so fast! You definitely need to take a break from the undead!

The desolation of Malchor's Leap

The desolation of Malchor’s Leap

Crafting has been enjoyable too and I’d forgotten that the chef could craft dye, so that was a pleasant surprise. Naturally, I bought myself some extra bank space……items begin to build up when you play alts! I mean the alts craft elements for each other……being such good friends! 🙂

Dress down for a dive and take a spin around town!

Dress down for a dive and take a spin around town!

Something else that I’ve got into is fashion. I’ve never been much of a fashionista in games. I wasn’t one to bother much in Guild Wars. I was more concerned with running around mowing down mean monsters really, but here in Guild Wars 2 I really enjoy seeing what new armour I’ve picked up, crafted or what I can get from the Karma Vendors……and I can’t wait to finally get to the exotic and legendary armour. I know that many other players have already got to that stage, but, hey, it’s fun taking things slow…..what’s the rush! As Treebeard would say “Don’t be hasty!”  Unfortunately, I missed the fun Wizard’s Hat from the Black Lion Store – though I’m sure the gods that be have more fun stuffed up their sleeves, this is just the beginning!

Sometimes a change of colour does the trick!

Sometimes a change of colour does the trick!

And who said a hero can't be stylish!

And who said a hero can’t be stylish!

Leaving the Eye of Zhaitan to it’s own devises for a while has done wonders for my heroic spirit. Now the question is which jumping puzzle am I going to look for next!

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