WoW Cretins! - Duels
Dec. 8th, 2006 07:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sparkindarknessFor every good, there is a bad, so with my praise of the glory of the new patch I also reflect on my frustration on the lamentable stupidity of so many of my fellow players when it comes to duels.
The great mage Camaalis strode boldly down the streets of Stormwind, complaining good naturedly to his dwarven friend about his poor luck in their last visit the ancient troll city of Zul’Gurub. He was vaguely considering burning his friend’s beard as an expression of his irritation with the Paladin’s “for the greater good” speech when an irate voice broke the air.
“Duel me!” It screeched.
The powerful mage turned in surprise, his ancient robes crackling with power. He raised an eye brow at the beautiful and powerful Night Elf priestess across from him. He looked a question at her but she responded with shrug, and, for some unknown reason, pole dancing.
“Duel me!” It screeched again, becoming ever more annoying. The mage adjusted his gloves, magic crackling from them and noticed that he was being addressed by a young human adventurer who was jumping up and down.
“DUEL ME!!!” He yelled again, making chicken noises.
Camaalis took in the scraps of leather clinging to his body and the rusty knife the child was waving around. “You are either joking or insane. Either way, no.”
“Duel me! Duel me! Duel me!” The screeching was incessant, making even checking his deposit box in the bank intolerable.
The noble mage‘s never particularly strong temper cracked. “Fine!” He roared. The echoes had hardly died before the massive ball of flaming death struck exploded against his challengers chest, sending him to his knees.
“Was the enhanced pyroblast really necessary?” His dwarven friend muttered reprovingly.
“No,” Camaalis replied. “But it was amusing.”
Seriously - why do people under lv 10 challenge level 60s to duels? What masochistic instinct leads you to pick a fight with someone who can one shot you ? I don’t understand duels at the best of times, but this? Makes not the slightest sense. They could just try raiding Ogrimmar (and yes, they do).
Of course, there is the other end of the spectrum.
Kyernath replaced his pick in his pack along with the iron ore he had just removed from the vein, his skeletal face grinning a little wider at the acquisition. Rising, he drew his sword and prepared to slaughter some more centaurs... or maybe the Naga? He needed more fish in his diet.
“Warrior! I challenge you to a duel!” A voice thundered behind him. Exasperated, Kyernath turned. He was glad his face no longer conveyed expressions, it made the moment less embarrassing. The Shaman towered over him, 8 foot of angry beef covered in powerful lookming metal. His horns alone were probably better armoured than Kyernath’s entire body. 4 Totems already pulsed around the Tauren’s feet.
“No,” the Undead said, heading back to those crunchy Naga.
“I challenge you! Do you have no honour?” The Tauren roared.
“No, I’m Forsaken. We’re all about surviving. Take your ego trip elsewhere.” The warrior continued walking
{{hey, this is a RP server!}} the angry pink letters declared
{{yes. That was in character; Undead don’t have honour, hence the reason we create plagues. Were you supposed to be in character?}}
{{I was!}}
{{Your lv 60 Tauren finds it honourable to challenge random level 35s to duels without reason? Whatever.}}
{{Coward!}}
{{Uh-huh, speak to my ignore list}}
Seriously, is it just an attempt to show off his e-penis or compensate for his real one?
The great mage Camaalis strode boldly down the streets of Stormwind, complaining good naturedly to his dwarven friend about his poor luck in their last visit the ancient troll city of Zul’Gurub. He was vaguely considering burning his friend’s beard as an expression of his irritation with the Paladin’s “for the greater good” speech when an irate voice broke the air.
“Duel me!” It screeched.
The powerful mage turned in surprise, his ancient robes crackling with power. He raised an eye brow at the beautiful and powerful Night Elf priestess across from him. He looked a question at her but she responded with shrug, and, for some unknown reason, pole dancing.
“Duel me!” It screeched again, becoming ever more annoying. The mage adjusted his gloves, magic crackling from them and noticed that he was being addressed by a young human adventurer who was jumping up and down.
“DUEL ME!!!” He yelled again, making chicken noises.
Camaalis took in the scraps of leather clinging to his body and the rusty knife the child was waving around. “You are either joking or insane. Either way, no.”
“Duel me! Duel me! Duel me!” The screeching was incessant, making even checking his deposit box in the bank intolerable.
The noble mage‘s never particularly strong temper cracked. “Fine!” He roared. The echoes had hardly died before the massive ball of flaming death struck exploded against his challengers chest, sending him to his knees.
“Was the enhanced pyroblast really necessary?” His dwarven friend muttered reprovingly.
“No,” Camaalis replied. “But it was amusing.”
Seriously - why do people under lv 10 challenge level 60s to duels? What masochistic instinct leads you to pick a fight with someone who can one shot you ? I don’t understand duels at the best of times, but this? Makes not the slightest sense. They could just try raiding Ogrimmar (and yes, they do).
Of course, there is the other end of the spectrum.
Kyernath replaced his pick in his pack along with the iron ore he had just removed from the vein, his skeletal face grinning a little wider at the acquisition. Rising, he drew his sword and prepared to slaughter some more centaurs... or maybe the Naga? He needed more fish in his diet.
“Warrior! I challenge you to a duel!” A voice thundered behind him. Exasperated, Kyernath turned. He was glad his face no longer conveyed expressions, it made the moment less embarrassing. The Shaman towered over him, 8 foot of angry beef covered in powerful lookming metal. His horns alone were probably better armoured than Kyernath’s entire body. 4 Totems already pulsed around the Tauren’s feet.
“No,” the Undead said, heading back to those crunchy Naga.
“I challenge you! Do you have no honour?” The Tauren roared.
“No, I’m Forsaken. We’re all about surviving. Take your ego trip elsewhere.” The warrior continued walking
{{hey, this is a RP server!}} the angry pink letters declared
{{yes. That was in character; Undead don’t have honour, hence the reason we create plagues. Were you supposed to be in character?}}
{{I was!}}
{{Your lv 60 Tauren finds it honourable to challenge random level 35s to duels without reason? Whatever.}}
{{Coward!}}
{{Uh-huh, speak to my ignore list}}
Seriously, is it just an attempt to show off his e-penis or compensate for his real one?
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Date: 2006-12-08 09:03 pm (UTC)He's... a little odd. :)
Actually...
Date: 2006-12-08 09:12 pm (UTC)Re: Actually...
Date: 2006-12-08 09:22 pm (UTC)He's a decent dueler... he beats my butt whenever I decide to try to fight back (feebly, I might add)... ^^; I just try to have fun with the lower level people, but if they're actively trying to kill me after a duel with a higher level... oho it's on.
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Date: 2006-12-11 10:10 pm (UTC)