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!
Anyway enough of that. I think you get the picture. I’ll move on to something more interesting.
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.
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!
……..and Alistine sheathes her sword and sits on a rock. There’s nothing quite like seeing a pack of rock dogs saunter by!