Day 10...

A quick update on my WoW travels.  I promise I will post some real posts ASAP (probably about Dragon Age)...

• Bessler is up to lvl 32, has a tiger named Mittens and a giant snapper turtle named Tabasco.
• I have taken to wandering the highways and byways
• I joined The Followers of Eli, a 244 member guild that's got some pretty reasonable folks in it.
• I got the living bejebbus scared out of me by my first encounter with a Horde faction member.  I was running through Westfall and ran over the crest of a hill.  There was a big gnarly looking dude on a big gnarly looking mount.  fortunately he just menaced me and didn't turn me into dead.
• I am thinking of starting a new character, possibly Horde.  I dunno...

Day 4 of WoW.

"Man, you are in the Bell Jar!"

Well, my Dwarven Hunter (Bessler) is Level 17, on the Fizzcrank server, a Crocolisk named Pequin, a cat named Orange Tabby, formed a guild called Hooligan Youth Unite and has a beer stein for a hand weapon.  I have learned the hard way that I can't just can't run into any area.  I have died...a lot...and then died more trying to escape areas like the Badlands.