Monday, February 14, 2005

Dkati hates when the world goes away...

See, I have a job. During lunch, I like to read about the world of Azeroth, rogue talents and trickery, and other things of a fanciful nature.

However, sometimes the world just goes poof... and I can't read.

Hmm... I might have to add a new entry --- "Hi, my name is Dkati, I am an WoW Addict."

Dkati feels like a pro football player...

Why in the world must the leather headwear look so... 50's NFL style.

I mean, really, sure I'm in the shadows a lot, and shouldn't need to worry about my appearance, but lately all of my targets are laughing hysterically at the sight of my poor, ugly helmet.

Gah.

Saturday, February 12, 2005

Dkati dives into the deep blue...

Today I randomly ran into a kind druid looking to shatter this big stone down in Stranglethorn. The thing was, it was deep in the ocean. As a druid, he had no problem with the great depths, for he has no worries of running out of breath, with his sea-form and all.

However, I was a different matter all together!

Dive deep, dive hard. Shatter some stone, summon some nasty bugger. That was the order of the day. What I didn't realize is that the summoned guy stuns. And, he stunned me right as we killed him! I quickly raced to the surface to get air, and began to drown! It was horrible! In the last second, I made it to the surface -- my life held on by but a sliver.

Boy, gnome legs just aren't long enough to swim with any speed!

Friday, February 11, 2005

Dkati Lives in the Shadows...

... and I like it that way.

See, I began my profession as a rogue because, simply put, I like stabbing thing with pointy instruments of death.

Oddly, though no other profession has ever kept its appeal (I'm afflicted with a terrible disease known as GADD [gnome attention deficit disorder]) for more than, say, 2 days.

I've been a rogue since Azeroth was first born -- in fact, I existed in the days before Azeroth was open to one and all (some call it beta, but that's a word shrouded in mystery!).

And, I'm loving every minute of it. Besides the pointy-stabby fetish, I simply love the shadows. If they are ever taken away, my life wil have been for naught, and I will have to pick up a new profession!