Goddamn right... Communism indeed, this guy certainly spread the wealth around. As persuasive as he was, managing to even convince our fellow guildmates to turn against us in the form of suicide bombers, it was in vain. It was also the only time a druid will ever top the damage charts, yes, I'm looking at you FAUX. (idiot) Rune of Metamorpahsis Belt of Ten Storms Stormrage Belt Next up:
Oops indeed Yogfather. Update: It seems we have some fans behind the Iron Curtain who sympathize with our plight to rid the world of the red plauge.
Philanthropists that we are, a weeks supply of canned food is being donated to this man and his family. Congratulations Clouser! Continuing our crusades, righting wrongs, un eviling evil, our travels took us to what seemed like the Chinatown of Blackwing Lair. Broodlord Lashlayer has been running a sweatshop right under our noses, using whelp labor to create sneakers and sports apparel out of no less than the skin from whelps worked to death. While discussing the strategy for our takedown, one of our members informed us that if you cram an ecstasy pill up your ass, you get twice as high, known as "Pushing". Applied to our situation we ran our own Manhattan Project to create the world's first "Pwnage Pill" and let broodlord take this explosive suppository for a test run. Needless to say, it was an uncomfortable demise. Uhh... he dropped these: Maladath, Runed Blade of the Black Flight Greaves of Ten Storms x2
