Clap, dance, sing, jump, tra la la Misery has a new knife! I'm still pinching myself. I'm just not this lucky with loot. I owe our mage big time for not rolling against me. We're going to get her Aran's shoulders, I promise.
To celebrate, I shed a single, silent tear for the scryer's blade and blew 136 badges on other stuff. I got the fused nethergon band (who needs diamonds), the icon of the silver crescent and runed spell cuffs.
These last two items have given me wonderful fodder for future blog posts: namely, what the hell use is spell haste to me, and what do I do with my trinkets now?
And I'm only 6 badges away from the carved witch doctor's stick. Ignore what I said yesterday: shopping is great.
Bitten off more than I can chew
1 day ago