Dear Iron Man Diary

I planned on taking today off. I felt I earned that. It was not to be. Selura, a Hunter, said the Emerald Circle had sent several druids to cleanse the Jadefire ruins. While there many were murdered by their own kind, a Night Elf. I was shocked. It was one of them demon hunters that was the guilty one. She wanted me to see if the witness was right. 

Isural Forestworn said I should take some time to reflect with all the heavy tasks and new impressions that fill up my mind. It is important to not get to sucked in, so that I can make the right decisions and not enjoy the slaughter too much. He gave me a vial I filled up at the moonwell. It was such a beautiful sight and I finally got confirmed it really was the moonwell. It is a sight to behold. Overflowing with magic. If I wanted to so it the right way, I would pour it out on the very top between the three ancients. 

With the important quest ahead I thought it would be best to first take a step back and reflect. Clear my mind. 

I know the water is magic but not that this would happen. A sprouting came before me and I heard a weak voice, almost as if it were in my head. I think it said “soil” and pointed South. It also asked gently for bugs; it was hungry. I thought about the dead druids, but this may help protect the ancients and help heal the forest. So off j went. It was a fragile thing and said it would follow along to make sure the bugs were as fresh as possible. The same for the soil. It just needed protection. As the sprouting feed it gets bigger. After all was done it were a small tree. It was glorious to watch. The more j help the more i wanted to help it to grow and bring the land back. So it needed to release unfortunate spirits that were trapped in demon infested trees. The protector would take on the spirits to help healing. It also wanted to guide it to precious sunlight. It was quite some time since j last could feel the warmth so I happily obliged. Now that it was a huge protector of the land, it needed to bring down a withered corrupted protector. It would be the last step before going back to the hill I poured out the water from the moonwell. It looked mighty powerful even though small compared to the others. I hope it goes as it zaid, That it would spread across the forest and that it would heal. 

When I went for Feronas Sindweller he yielded and said I was a fool for blindly following orders. It is correct I did but why would they lead down the wrong path? He wanted to show me how wrong the Emerald circle was and how Illidan Stormrafe and his Demon Hunters were not as bad as we may think. He even claimed that if not for Illidan and his followers, dreadlord Tichondrias would rule Felwood and it would be a stronghold for the burning Legion. 

It was quite a lot to take in. That j may have blindly, without questioning, followed. Not just this time but at other points. I felt dizzy and said j needed some time to process this. As I was about to say give me some time, he put me in a spell and made me relive what happened when he was releaed, ad he fought Arthas menthol. It was Arthas that put Illidan on the path to find the skull if guldan. Stealing it from Tichandrius. Tichandrius was the one who was responsible for corruption the forest. 

Dear Iron Man Diary: 

First things first, I took care of Winna’s cat. It was a beautiful cat that sadly got corrupted. It was heartbreaking. 

Then it was onto taking care of the source of the problem; Winna Hazzard. She was way into the slime. However, Kelnir wanted to give her one more chance. One more chance to feel, something.  She wanted me to show her the eartag. It was a noble suggestion, bit to no avail. While at it I put the remaining friends of Altsoba out their misery. I showed mercy. I should add that they looked like a sad bunch. The beautiful Tauren all green with slime covering their heads. 

Now that I helped out Kelnir I was granted a token to show Tender Puregrove over at Whisperwind Grove. I have stayed there and showed i come in peace. But a confirmation like this is very nice to have. I’m sure they feel safer now. 

I have already slaughtered so many animals. Tender Puregrove thought otherwise. It’s almost as if this is part of showing I can handle my own. A nice task she had for me was to try save some critters. I was set to scrub a handful of squirrels. Yay. 

I was tipped off that Elessa Starbreeze and Hurak Wildhorn also needed some help.

Elessa work with a group fighting to weaken the demonic corruption and wanted me to help take some samples. The reason was to see if the demonic corruption weakens over time. Simply put, confirm their solution is working. Another important part of the job is to clean up all the rubble from the internals. It’s the same monsters that many Warlocks have following them around. 

Hurak have a group that hunt these internals. To show my worth, he said he appreciate if i help their cause. Kroshius is one that have grown very powerful. I guess he is a leader. Kroshius seem to grow more and more powerful as the cycle continue. The cycle is that some are able to kill it, Warlock come in and reanimate it. Reason is unknown. What is known is that the cycle must stop. They learned that if the core is taken and kept safe, Kroshius can not be reanimated. I was happy to help. 

As I stood confront of Kroshius it hit me how my life was in balance. I was truly about to take on what may be the scariest enemy in my lifetime. The corrupted undead looking beasts is scary. This us on a whole other level. There is no doubt Trampe saved me. He walked through fire and toon some heavy hits for me. 

As I wrapped up the tasks I divided to hold off on cleaning the squirrels. With all the death and decay, let’s end on a positive note. I often say critters and other big animas/beasts understand more than many think. They have a high intelligence and feel pain and love as we do. The squirrels I helped confirmed that. Not everyone was possible to save, but those I were able to save showed how greatly my effort was, and probably still is, appreciated. It brought years to my eyes. I talked to Tender about this and she nodded and Say she feel the same. The small victories, As she said. 

Before moving to my sleeping quarter I stopped my Elessa and Hurak. 

Thankfully the forest is healing. Slow and steady, which is as much as we can ask for. It looks almost dead to me. She said it’s important to keep faith and the result confirm she is right. I will also remember to clean up after I kill. It will help avoid stalling the healing, since the remains leech into the ground and further poisons the forest. Hurak toon time to say he fears enjoying the hunt and kill to much. I can understand that, But I hope he trust himself to not avoid it. 

I did a week’s worth of work today. I’m sure about it. My body feels like it has been chewed up and spit out. As I went for the bed Tender pleaded to have one more task checked off. I helped check on some lashers. Even plants are not safe and she assured me that this is the last for now. I barely remember doing the deed. I have fallen asleep a handful of times now so I’m sorry for the misspelling. 

Now onto dreamland. I also want to note that not many pictures today. It was so busy I forgot. 

Sleep tight. Good night. 

Dear Iron Man Diary: Not touching that

When I woke up I rode back to Delaris. I was about to use the potion when I saw a smirk on her and the imps face. It gave me a real bad feeling. Deep into my gut. I noticed my palms started sweating even more when she encouraged me to have a drink; repeating it is 100% safe. I took a deep breath … and put the cork back in. Shaking my head I gave it back. I told her I don’t feel comfortable drinking it and said I’m sorry. She did not look happy, and I don’t like to disappoint, but my gut feeling decide. 

As I can back to Wildheart Point Greta asked me why I returned to soon. After telling her what just went down, she smiled and said I did the right thing. Her confirming my gut feeling was wonderful. 

Now that I’m without a job to do, she asked if I want to help gathering some crying violets. I trust her and got on with it. She gave a description on what to look for, So I hope I’ll get what she need. Afterward she said I need to meet her assistant. He is easy to spit, she said. While there, Jessir asked me to slay some demons; I happily obliged. 

While picking the flowers and killing the demons, I started wondering how I got here. I mean… I started this journey with the goal of exploring the land meeting new people. Maybe even some of the legends I’ve heard tales about. Instead, I have slaughtered bad people and been responsible for saving so many people. It’s nice making a difference. I just… 

One cool thing is that I were able to see a corrupted moonwell. It was in Jaedenar and I walked right past it. Andalar Shadevale sent me to it. He is Gretas assistant. I had to fill up the empty canteen for him. He was badly hurt and unable to do the task himself. 

With the canteen is doused the barriers and while at it, killing the demons to stop their progress. Shadow Hold is truly scary. So many skeletons and what looks like proper black magic. I was out of there as soon and possible. I must say, proceeding through the den, it felt like I was in the burning legions home. It reeked of death, torture and demons. It was oozing from the wall, ground and roof. I feel the hair stand up on my back just thinking about it. 

When I came back to Wildheart, Farlus Leafsong assured me he did not intend on sending me back for Andalar. He had other ones to do that job. Instead I was asked to check on Kelnir Pearson up at Bloodvenom Post. Not really a pleasant name, but I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt. 

Kelnir is indeed a strange one. But, I don’t judge. Except she was a tad skantly dressed. But, as a wrote, who am I to judge. You know what, I’ll put it down. She was kind of, strangely, attractive. There! I said it! 

She asked for help saving her friend, Altsoba Ragetotem. He barely escaped Bloodvenom Post. She urged me to be quick to save his life and help him avoid a slimy situation  (haha). 

After I talked to her he wanted to ask one thing. Better now, while alive, so that he won’t leave this earth without avenging his fallen brethrens. Winna Hazzard is responsible for the fate of the Horde Camp. Researching on the oozes, to find a weapon to defeat the mighty Alliance, things went sideways. It’s so honourable that he asked me to kill the green slimes to avoid others will make the same mistake. 

I collected a lot of the to be sure I got the right ones. As she said while going through my bag, it’s not easy for the untrained eye to see the different shades and hues. The right green colour is from the energies of the emerald dream and not demonic corruption. As I talked to Altsoba about the killed oozes he got the antidote. Oh, did he dislike the taste. I was not able to dodge the green slime that shot out of his mouth. GROSSE!  

With that done i said I would look for Winnas cat tomorrow. She apparently fed the poor cat corrupted slime water. Mistreating animals like that is truly evil. They ‘re your loyal family member, that will show you unconditional love and do everything for you. Then you go out of your way and experiment on him/her like that. It’s unforgivable. I must put her down. I hope to save the cat, but I’m not sure it’s realistic. For best possible chance j need to get some zzz. I’ve have not done too much today but what has been completed tool a toll on me. 

The bed at Wildheart was the best in a long time. Kelnir said Whisperwind Grove is a shorter trip and also have nice beds. She said to let them know she sent me and it worked. I’m now putting down these last few words before I collapse. 
Archdruid Navarax was kind enough to take a picture of me on the bed. It’s down below. First some other photos I took. 

Rain comes and goes. Usually I welcome it because create life. We need water. We need it, plants need it, animals need it … everyone. It’s, at times, inconvenient, but we’ll survive it. Here in Felwood though, I hate it. It smells bad and stings. It’s nothing good or healthy about this liquid. 

Heres the Horde Camp. Poor Tauren and whoever else was there. It was not an not an honourable death. 

Here is the new camp I will stay at. It looks wonderful. 

Not only is it beautiful, I felt sunlight for the first time in days. I thought it may have been lost forever. It was not. Some rays managed to push through. 

Here I am on the bed with my companions. My family. My bothers in arms. He was very kind and I feel so safe here. Not to mention it is the best bed I have felt since I started this journey. 

Dear Iron Man Diary: Felwood is creepy

Now that I’m in the infamous Felwood I have to admit it’s kind of scary. I felt the need to add that. I was able to get both Trampe and my mechano mount delivered up here. It almost put me in dept. But it was worth it. Good, trustworthy companions are priceless. The gang is back together and ready to start another adventure. 

Working my way through Azeroth, I never know who I will meet or what they will ask of me. Sometimes I can go a day or two without much to do, which means I have to be on alert for jobs. I want to earn my bed, food and drink. So it’s important for me to work. 

I have heard bad things about the furbolgs. Combined with how menacing they look, it’s the perfect recipe for a bad reputation. So I was on edge when I came to the Emerald Sanctuary. There was Grazle, greeting me. He was friendly and Kelek Skykeeper assured me he meant no harm. We started talking and it is sad they are feared when all they want is to spread the word they are not corrupted. I agreed to help him and his cause. 

My first task took me to the Deadwood tribes village and a totem that is said will communicate with those who come close. Apparently he calls himself Ruumbo. 

Seeing me talk to Kelek and Grazle, Tenell Leafrunner felt comfortable calling for me and asked me to also cut down the Jadefire Satyr population. It was in the same area so, why not. Taronn Redfeather also needed help. Working hard trying to clean up this place is taxing. So I asked what to so and he replied I should kill bears and wolves, brining back pelts, for some reason. When I asked, while pulling out the pelts, he grumbled something about cleansing them. I guess it was none of my business and Taurens do have a special connection to nature. 

Rummbo loves honey. Hehe. He asked me to gather honey. Oh, and kill Deadwood tribe members. I’m wondering if someone is in there, joking with me. I mean. A wooden totem eating honey?!  “No way” i thought. And, as I expected, when I confirmed the jobs where done and honey delivered, I was asked to do a “silly” dance. I knew this wss a joke. Dancing I heard two voices whispering and suddenly, two Furbolg kids ran away. I laughed so hard. I couldn’t get myself to be mad. Grazle, however, were not impressed. He apologised and said he would take care of it. 

As I told Tenell the job is done, He asked if I would keep helping them in their effort to clean out the demons and restoring the forest. With that I was heading over to Ruins of Constellas. The ones I was meeting is a powerful arcanist named Delaris. She is a highborne he told me. 

When we ran on the trail to our next destination. It really dawned on us how corrupted the forest is. It’s amazing anyone can live here, for long periods of time. Maybe they adapt and learn to accept the smells, fog and whatever else assault your senses. Not to mention I can’t feel the sunlight. Or wind. It’s truly depressing being here. 

I don’t believe torture is the way to go. But demons are another breed and is an exception. So I gladly went on my way after she told me to capture an imp. She needed it to help their fight against gel corrupted satyrs. If I did not misunderstand, they have a corrupted moonwell  that will be needed to win the battle. Taking steps toward the goal, I had to capture a imp she called Impsy. Yeah, you read that correct; IMPSY. Geesh. 

After roughing it up, he gave up and said stop. It was a screech that gave chills down my spine. My ears begged for mercy a while after. He needed some ingredients and I insisted on killing some oozes. Do not leave me alone with it and strange enough, I felt safer with the oozes. 

Delaris pushed to keep moving but I’m a wreck. Beauty sleep is needed so she will have to do it herself of wait for tomorrow. Impsy is scared of her. So I’m sure it will be no problems waiting a few hours. 

Second night in a row I have to take a quick detour to Wildheart Point. They have a small bed I can borrow. It’s not much but under these circumstances it’s worth the silver. Now that I have proven myself to their friends it’s a lot cheaper. Thankfully. Cause once again I’m nearly broke. 

Good night

Last but not least, here is Impsy. How I was able to Carrie him back, I have no idea. But, I made it. I did my job. Not sure I would do it again, to be honest. 

Dear Iron Man Diary: Felwood next 

Travelling all the way from Thousand Needles takes a long time. It’s taxing on both the hippogryph and myself. I paid a a lot of the gold I earned to make sure I could travel the long distance by air to save time and my sanity. Along the stops I was able to meet loads of people and make new friends. I also made sure to keep my promise, stopping by Sindrayl in Moonglade. I was more than happy to do so. I could finally see the legendary town with my own eyes and not through someone else’s. 

Sindrayl took care of my travel companion and made sure she was healthy after the long trip. It also made sure she was healthy enough to make the long trip back to its owner in Thousand Needles. I expect a letter when the bird have returned safe. It should take no longer than 3 days. 

Now that I have arrived safely in Felwood it is time to find a bed and get some well deserved sleep. I love sleeping. Normally I would sleep under the stars, but not on this adventure. 

Dear Iron Man Diary: Freeing Magatha?

What?! I was fighting them and now I am freeing Magatha? Have I been wrong about them? 

Yes, I met up with Lakota, from yesterday and she was all about giving the wench freedom. I started today late and was at the Bulwark. Twilight cultist had caused problems and needed to be cleaned out. I guess Magatha and the Grimtotems is the better of two evils. While up there I made sure to release the poor Bulwark prisoners. They need to walk free. Even the Goblins. 

In an effort to try do good and give people the benefit of the doubt I put on my disguise, killed the three leaders and went on a quest to retrieve codes to break the bonds holding Magatha imprisoned. It was also very cool to see I cleared the path for the forces from Freewind Post to clear out the Twilight Hammer cult camp. 

After she walked free I met up with her at Twilight Withering. The strange serpent, Arikara I met and fought back on the Pinnacle was at Magathas side when i got there. Both looked ready to fight. I also need to add she was quite rude and bossy, so I considered walking away. It was not a pleasure helping her. 

Anyway, if she was not exaggerating, the Twilight Hammer cult controlled the elements and wanted to fuse them with Animus. It was a huge elemental, thing, that had a artifact known as the doomstone at its core. I took the job checking of the box while she stood at a distance pointing fingers where to go. She wanted it for safe keeping. Yeah, right. But I didn’t know how to take care of it and did not want the responsibility if it went off. Not anyone near that I know of, who would be able to handle it. I hate being between a rock and a hard place. And I hate feeling used. She more or less admitted to using me and others from both Alliance and Horde. Collecting artifacts and now the ultimate one, the Doomstone. Oh, not only more or less admitting It, but in the same breath threatening me; she we’re kind enough to let me live because I helped her and if we met again she would kill me. 

Before leaving for Felwood I’ll stay one last night at the barge. In the morning I will say goodbye to Fizzle and Pozzik, give back the boat I loaned and let them know what has happened and what Magatha have done.

I just talked to Fizzle, gave him a quick summary and as he said  “She is evil!”. Yes, you’re not that good of a person, but she is leaps and bounds ahead. I hope. Fingers crossed she won’t blow up Thousand Needles. If she do, I will be long gone. 

This is what i had to wear when I saved Magatha. It was extremely uncomfortable. At the time I thought, nay, hoped, it would be worth it…

Here is the wench. I should have followed my gut-feeling… 

What a sad sight. So many beautiful Night Elves left to suffer and die. If only I could save them all. 

Until next time… I hope they will have installed more restrooms when I get back, cause you don’t want an upset stomach when you’re here. 

WoW Challenges status: Quick Update

I made my first Iron Man character some time last year. Since then I have spent more and more time trying to reach as high a level as possible. Currently, my Arrow To The Knee contest toon, Awsmthethird, hold my personal best at level 50. It has taken me 1day 4hrs 11min 2sec to get there. In other words, not exactly powerlevelling. But, that’s ok. I’m in no hurry. 

I can very easily get impatient so the current tactic is to not spend to much time each week. If I do, I start out slow and steady, then push harder and harder. The result is, at some point, me dying. Losing my level 40 was hard, so at this point I would like to go slow and not die because I’m rushing. 

As of now, Awsmthethird, is in Felwood. Previously he’s been in (starting with): Dun Morogh, Loch Modan, Wetlands, Arathi, Dustwallow Marsh, Thousand Needles and now Felwood. Next up is Winterspring. Through my current levelling experience I can count on max one hand where I’ve felt shit hit the fan and screen have flashed red. 

There are three other challenges; Pacifist, Tin Man and Blood Thirsty. Check out their website for more info. 

For the other ones I now have a level 13 Human Paladin on a killing spree in Westfall, taking part in the Blood Thirsty. I also have a Human Rogue who just turned 10 and are now taking part in the Pacifist challenge. 

For Tin Man, I have not tried it. Maybe I will later on. Even with the other two, Iron Man is still my main priority. 

You can check my kill list here:

WATCHING: Joe Rogan Experience #967 – Bill Burr