Well thank god that’s over. As I mentioned in my last post, after the WoW instance group decided to drop our self imposed level cap when we all were about 68, no one rocketed to 70. After I after I dinged 69, I started to feel that old itch.
So, a Saturday morning, a little resource gathering, and maybe just a couple of quests and suddenly I found myself in the grasps of the most dangerous portion of the progress bar– the last 25%. This is the portion that steals sleep from you. This is the portion that allows the lawn to not get mowed.
Its just close enough that you can taste it, but just far enough away that it will take longer than your excitement is willing to admit. So I decided to break on through to the other side and get it over with.
Here’s the magic moment in the Ruins of Farahlon, just north of the Stormspire:
I didn’t check at the time, but at least within a few hours, time played of 21 days, 3 hours, 46 minutes. Since this toon was rolled just before TBC and has, until recently, only been playing the instances, I guess that’s not too bad.
Along the way I managed to pickup a few stacks of netherbloom, so I was also able to cap out my alchemy as well.
Of course, the first thing I did was to run off and get my flying mount. So a proud owner of a Snowy Griffon am I. I must say that flying is an awfully convenient way to travel. Particularly if you’re gathering.
So now that I’ve arrived… What to do? The instance group will continue to roll on. We have quite a few normal 5-mans before we even think about the heroics. But what in the interim? Epic Flying Mount? Go PvP for some welfare Epics?
Reload my two Eve accounts? I’m open to suggestions as long as they don’t involve pugs.