It’s been a while.
Yeah, I know.
I’ve been sick (in bed/under self imposed house arrest for 4 days!), I’ve been lazy, and I have been just plain unmotivated. Not to mention 20 kinds of cranky – I could almost pack that cranky up, label it as Heinz and whack it on the shelf! Instead of concentrating properly on WoW I have been reading soppy romances, crying over babies, and generally doing a lot of nothing. Oh, and bemoaning the fact that I do not have a bathtub. And that all these people I know are getting engaged. I swear I am going to be the last one in my high school class on the shelf! I’ll need dusting!
Anyway, I have not been playing my Warlock much of late. Weird, huh? Instead, I have been embracing my hotter side and futzing around on my tree. We could almost say that I have been doing so much futzing that my Tree is almost my main… but we won’t go there, not really. Besides, what defines a main, anyway?
Skill at the class?
I used to think it was probably a combination of all of these things. If you play something more, it MUST be your main, right? Weeeeeeeeeeeell…. maybe. But not necessarily. I play my Druid a lot more than my Warlock, but that’s through mere convenience than anything else at this point. To be honest, I think I am having difficulty adjusting to being on an Oceanic server when I have trained myself into thinking playtime is 4-6. So Sar is kinda neglected in that way.
What about gear? Surely your main would be better geared, right? Again… nope! Hermia by and large has gear Sar can only envy… Herm even beat Sar to the epic achievement. By three pieces!
I guess it just comes down to the fact that I feel more at home in Saresa. Slinging heals is fun (although I will be the first to admit I am not much good!!!), but throwing around firey balls of doom? That’s what I’m talking about baby! I love my Druid to bits, but I can not be damned researching her properly, finding out what the best spec is for her properly, or any of that. I just play her, heal crap, and have a great old time. But Sar is who I look forward to coming home to. I can remember every button push on her, and to draw a somewhat weird parallel… You know how there’s that one person you have been with, where stuff just worked. It might not have been for very long, but you were with them, and everything just put itself together perfectly. Like you both knew exactly what the other person wanted, at the exact right time. You didn’t even have to think that hard about it – you just did it, and it was great.
Sar is like that for me.
Without all the erotic stuff.