Well, I took today off work just because I have an aversion to Mondays and I needed to get some things done with regards to registration on my first mount. Apparently, if you’ve been riding the same pony for 10 years, it comes to need a little extra love and attention. And safety checks. You know how it is.
Anyhow, Elfi sweetly offered up a guest post to me last week to use at any time of my choosing and it seemed that the day I am taking off from work would also be a good day to take off from the blog. Especially since there have been some recent…. hardships in game. It’s hard to talk about but I’m sure I will eventually find the words.
I’ll shut up now and get out of the way. Without further ado, I give you Elfi’s adventures with Brewfest!
Elfi goes to Brewfest
Hello old friend. How have you been? It’s been so long since I’ve seen you. Of course, it doesn’t help that I haven’t been home much at all lately. I sure do miss Dalaran. When I first decided I wanted to backpack across Azeroth and earn my Loremaster acheivement, I never realized I would be so worn out with all the running around that I would be too tired to even bother going home. I guess that’s what happens when you wait until you’re all grown up to start worrying about what you want to achieve. Sigh. I’m getting off topic, I apologize. I should be concentrating on you.
What’s been going on with you these days? Still being used as a taxi service by all your friends and family? I tell ya, I sure wish you were here with me. It would make my journey so much easier if I could just port from Darnassus to Gadgetzan. Seriously, that is the longest flight ever. I have beaten all of the Peggle levels, so I am stuck playing Bejeweled during my flights and that’s just not as fun to me. I cannot wait until I can just buy my own license to fly in a few months. Then I can take a more direct path to places. Crap, I’m rambling about me again. I am so sorry; I guess I’m just exhausted from all the traveling I’ve been doing lately. I tried to relax last night by flying over to Ironforge and getting out of Kalimdor altogether for a while. It seemed to help at first, but then I made the mistake of thinking I should take a ride outside the city and see the scenery. You know, enjoy the snow after all my time in the Barrens and Desolace. Unfortunately, my night did not end up being very relaxing. I’m almost embarrassed to tell you, but here’s how my night went.
Before I was even halfway down the hill coming out of Ironforge’s main gates, I spotted some sort of festival going on down in the valley. Since I love all these silly little type of distractions I decided to check it out.
When I got to the intersection at the bottom of the hill, I almost got ran over by a bunch of whooping and hollering idiots who were racing rams at full speed. I should have turned around then.
But I didn’t, I turned to my right and headed towards the tents I had seen. The beer banners actually got me kind of excited. Since I came to Ironforge to relax and escape, a few beers would probably be a great idea.
Immediately, I was greeted by a rather robust guy who also thought a few beers would do me some good. He told me this was the annual Brewfest and gave me some tokens I could use at the Brewfest vendor.
I, of course, went straight over to one of the beer men (who by the way didn’t accept Beerfest tokens so I had to use my own coin). This is where things really went way wrong. I don’t know what I was thinking, but instead of buying a few bottles of Pinot Noir, or even a flask of Port, I became an instant idiot and thought it would be a good idea to buy several jugs of Bourbon. The first few drinks were fine, but soon (several jugs later) I had gone too far.
I cannot remember the last time I was this drunk. I mean, the next thing I know I’m chasing winged bunnies (with horns, no less) through the snow. Winged bunnies! Can you believe I thought I was actually seeing these things? Obviously they don’t really exist. I went back after I sobered up to make sure.
I barely remember making my way back towards the tents. This was probably not the best place for me to be because in no time I’m dancing on a table wearing only my weapon and my tabard. Of course, in my defense, I had already puked all over my robes. Luckily I was aware enough to realize no one was paying any attention to me, so I got down.
However, in my drunken stupor I mistakenly stumbled down the path and started grinding on a female reveler. I didn’t realize my mistake until some random dwarf ambled by and hollered something profane about two chicks. I quickly moved away.
I knew things had gotten way out of hand and I was desperate to force myself into sobering up, so when I bumped into my mom’s old friend, Neil Ramstein, I let him convince me that doing some Ram Racing and letting the cool evening air blow in my face might make me more alert. Not surprisingly, I never quite made it onto any of the rams. I did, however, sleep it off a bit and was able to pick myself up off the ground several hours later and drag ass back to my room at the inn. I even made it back with all my clothes!
Anyway, as you can see, I have issues. I desperately need to spend more time with you and my other guildies. This whole “finding all obscure quests in Kalimdor” business is really screwing with my head. I have decided to take the next several days off from that whole mess. Maybe I’ll hang out here in Ironforge and check out the festival again tomorrow (minus the jugs of bourbon, of course). Wish you guys were here to party with me. Maybe you guys could take a break from trying to down Arthas and come hang out with me. Wait, I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking maybe I should concentrate on earning badges to buy better gear and join you in battle. And I plan to, I really do. That is why I try my best to join you all in a quick fight once a week; I am still earning some badges and keeping my healing skills brushed up on.
Okay, I’ve rambled long enough. I hope this letter finds you well and my story didn’t disturb you too much. I will see you all soon. Tell everyone I said hello.