Highlord Tirion Fordring: “Combatants of the Alliance and Horde! You are welcome under the banner of the Argent Crusade. To the south lies our goal
We will march to the Citadel and cut out the heart of the Scourge where it dwells.
But this is no task to be taken lightly. A massive attack with every able-bodied man would end in needless slaughter. Every soldier lost would rise as the enemy.
Azeroth would be left defenceless against the undead threat. Instead, we require a small, concentrated strike force for the attack to succeed.
For that reason, we have created the Argent Tournament. Within these walls, you will be tested. Your skill in combat will be matched against the fiercest dangers Northrend has to offer under the watchful eyes of your leaders.”
Arian:
A strike force of the best? I can try for that, I’ve killed Gods and Titans and Aspects already, and laid more undead to a final rest than I can count.
Arian walks off to present herself to Justicaar Mariel Trueheart Mariel:
Mariel: We have invited you here to test your skill and valor against others who have bravely opposed the Scourge. Many have been our divisions, but the time has come for heroes fighting under all banners to test their blades against one another in preparation for facing our mutual enemy.
Arian: I can bring down the fires of the stars and the moon on their head, or have the stars fall from the very skies themselves if its needed
Mariel: No we want you to take this lance and joust against other possible champions to see who is the best in combat.
Arian: I can call the trees themselves to do my bidding. I can command the winds to blow them off his feet, the roots under the earth to cage their mount, I have at my fingertips natures wrath and you want me to poke someone with a big stick?
Mariel: Yes this is how we’ll test your combat skills
Arian: Let me get this straight those who are best at poking people with a big stick are the ones you’ll choose for this strike force? You don’t care what experience we have or what combat skills we have you’d pick your strike force based on a completely non-lethal game of whack a mole?
Mariel nods
Arian: Aviana give me strength!
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So as you may have guessed I’m not overly impressed by the whole jousting thing that came with 3.1, it certainly didn’t draw me back into the game. Uldar has to a certain extent but like so many guilds this time of year we’ve been
plagued with Real Life taking priority and struggling to put together balanced 25 mans.
Not to say I haven’t been busy. You may remember a human mage I rolled way back last September, even with help from friends her squishiness was driving me mental so I rerolled her as a Paladin at the beginning of May. My little Pally leveled all the way to 78 by the end of May, which is when she too reached the Argent Tournament and came to a screehing halt.
Thats the fastest I’ve ever leveled anything in realtime (about 7 days played time I think) certainly the heirloom shoulders helped and a more experienced paladin friend cheering me on from the sidelines for the first 30 levels.
Seems I was so busy charging ahead I forgot to stop for screenshots. Going from the boots that was taken around the 40 mark.
If I’m honest some of the screeching halt is because I’m feeling guilty about Dax, my hunter, who is still stuck at 72 in the Tundra. It seems right and proper that she should ding 80 before this whippersnapper, but I can’t get back into hunter gameplay at the moment.
I have a plans for a new druid though, one thats going to grow up pure feral, at the moment she’s level 6 and sitting in Dolanaar waiting for Ari to collect enough stoneshards for the heirloom stormshroud shoulders. They’re the same model as the Animist shoulders from Zul’Gurub Ari loved so much at 60. So I know I can look at them for 74 levels, I may not do anything much with her till 3.2 comes out and leveling is even easier than it was in 3.1. I guess my rogue can borrow the shoulders till then. Or they can both wait, mounts at 20 oh how easy they have it.