Many, many moons ago, before WoW was the popular pastime it is today, I was not always the druid that I am today. No, I’m not being philosophical! I mean, quite literally! I was not a druid. I was a hunter. I was the master of AB, perfecting my shadowmeld -> aimed shot cheese, and one shotting newbs at the blacksmith with style and flair! (ok…maybe it wasn’t quite so elegant, but it’s my memory! I can embellish if I want!).
After not playing her seriously since AQ40, last night I decided it was time to resurrect my first WoW love. My hunter. There were a lot of reasons that she sat for years collecting dust, one of which being that she was alliance and I was pretty content to play horde. But, the truth of the matter was that she had a lot of baggage. I did a lot with her, but it was some of the things that happened while I was playing her that ultimately made me seek refuge in the horde…and turn my back on her. (A decision I never regretted).
I tinkered on her some during the end of TBC, and brought her to level 66, but shelved her again as I started getting tells from people long pushed back into the faintest memories of my mind. I had thought that I had put everything that had caused me to flee my beloved hunter behind me, but I was wrong. As old friends reached back out to me as I re-appeared on their friends lists, memories that I would rather have left forgotten flooded back and I realized that I really wasn’t ready to do this, even though years had passed. I shrank back to the comfort zone I had built on the horde, to let my hunter collect dust once again. A faint memory of times past on my log in screen.
However, when faction changes came out I felt the itch. Even though I wasn’t sure I would ever play her again, I decided that I would transfer her over to my family on the horde, her fate unknown. Earendiljade was a night elf no longer, and now a proud member of the Sen’jin. Still, months passed since the transfer, and the only thing I had done was set up her action bars and spec her (all 57 points in BM! Go me!).
Until last night. I decided that it is time to return to my roots. I have decided that her faction transfer scrubbed her clean of all of her baggage (and made her more sexy!). It stripped her past away. She is no longer the NE that she used to be, she is no longer that hunter chick that used to be really good from that one guild that did pretty good in vanilla. She is now what I want to make her. She has a clean slate just waiting to write her new story.
And, I find that I’m looking forward writing it.
So I logged in and ninja’d my way into hunter chat. I proceeded to ask a million newb hunter questions, to eventually just be told “the truth of the matter is that you are leveling BM, just put your pet on something and AFK/Autoshot your way to 80″. I think I might try to do a little better than that
Of course, with this new Beast Mastery talent, my first task was clearly going to have to be to go obtain a nifty new pet. I was told in no uncertain terms that I must have a devilsaur. I’m still not entirely sure why I need a devilsaur, but who am I to turn away advice, even if it comes from Dendrite! So off to Un’goro I went, in search of my new faithful companion.
Because what hunter is complete without their pet?
And so my new story begins…