A fair Paladin crusader by the name of Faenath has been mentioned in the first volume of these sacred tomes. It is necessary that you know the history of his demise, to fully understand the rise of Ribs the Shaman. Read on and feel the triumphs and the tragedies of Faenath - the Blood Elf Paladin.

First you have to understand my history with WoW I suppose. You see it's a love hate relationship, filled with various retirements for various reasons. I have owned and played the game since it came out - had it pre-ordered even. I quit the first time around out of pure boredom. Probably due to my first character being a Paladin coupled with the fact that I only played with one friend instead of delving into the community atmosphere that sets an MMORPG apart from other genre types. I came back later to play again, I started a new Paladin - the downfall of this term no doubt. I quit a few months before TBC came out this time. I came back again a third time after TBC was out, to play with my real-life best friend. I had played Alliance in my earlier stints so when I joined his server as a member of the Horde it was admittedly refreshing (even though now its pretty clear that early zones are much better than the early horde zones). Another Paladin, this time a Blood Elf.

I stuck with it, I guess because over time I had really gained an affinity for the class. I was a masterful Paladin tank, as well as a masterful Paladin healer. I knew all of the pure and hybrid talent builds by heart and could answer any question you had. That combined with a good guild experience and playing with someone I talked to everyday really helped pull me through the progression. Soon I was in Outlands and ready to hit 70.

Around 62-63, I met a girl who we will call Lumi - she became my girlfriend as sad as it is to have a WoW girlfriend. But at the time she was amazing (the failure of this relationship is another blog all together). She helped pull me from 62-70 and I began indulging in the level 70 content. While the Paladin tank gear progression is a pain in the ass, it was still fun. I started playing less after a while because I had gotten into Age of Conan beta and had an entire guild infrastructure based on the game ready for it's launch.

Once AOC launched I basically quit all together, only logging in when I missed Lumi. Over time the new game became more and more mundane, it's community wasn't what I had hoped and the key features I had been looking forward too had been either delayed or scrapped all together. During my decline of interest in Conan I had logged in one day only to find the password of the account to be wrong.

Now here's where the amazing part comes in...

See, this account was my old friend's account. The one I talked about in the beginning, that had gotten me into MMORPG's and into WoW. We had known each other since High School, we were the nerds who played Magic the Gathering at lunch until I got cool my junior year and he transferred to a different school. But we still kept in contact and he got my into the genre through Shadowbane, the one and only real MMORPG. We went together into WoW and while I had my own account at one time, when I came back wanting to play but not wanting to buy TBC, he let me use his account saying he didn't use it much. I said cool and began paying for it. This went on and we shared the account (as I am paying for it).

Turns out he wanted to play again and couldn't figure out the password and thought to himself "I must have forgot it, let me reset it". So I talk to him and he gives me the auto-password assigned to the account. Fine and dandy, I didn't play much anyway but I wanted to be able to log in and check things.

A day or two go by and I try logging in again, it's changed again. This time my friend is impossible to reach. I figure he's just being his normal illusive self. So I wait around, then Lumi tells me that Faenath has disappeared all together. I'm like, "say what, ***?" So I invesitgate. I found out that Faenath no longer existed on Archimonde, and the Faenath's that existed elsewhere weren't the right fit to be mine (no transfering). Meaning a name change took place as well. I also found out that ...we'll call him Assholefacebitchcunt ...Dustin for short. We found out Dustin had me set to block on all of his IM programs.

So basically my friend of 6+ years through away our past because he wanted a 70. Keep in mind that the highest he had ever leveled a character was a 65 Night Elf hunter.

I still haven't decided to this day whether it was him or him under the influence of his snakedevil wife.

The end of that epic tail. Needless to say, this stin I have a brand new account with a brand new copy of WoW/TBC and will not be sharing with anyone again.

To Faenath, may he rest in piece.