I love Midsummer Festival, by Mula

Things I love about the Midsummer Festival:
1. Stomping out alliance fires.
2. More frosty emblems means more Primordial saronite.
3. Goodies! Tabards, swords, and dancing fire ladies! Oh my!
4. Yummy treats! Nothin' like a hot toasty S'morc!

No! I'm not a slave to Primordial saronite!!! I'm not, really! I just need 6 more, and then the axe will be mine! [laughs maniacally][tries to cover up the laughter with a polite cough] Now just need about 15 more sacks of that mage dust so that I can get some one to enchant it! Sadly, I don't have three arms so that I can hold both my current weapons and the new one, but ya gotta go with what ya got. Actually, now that I think of it, I still need to get that mace enchanted. Gonna need a whole lot more of that enchanting stuff.

A minor case of confusion, by Rincewindy

Several weeks ago, I had set out to see if there was a way to regain my lost memories from before my rebirth, for lack of a better word. At least that's what these Ironsong folk are telling me. The problem is I can't seem to remember anything from the time I became sick to the time I woke up, yesterday. The goblin who operated on me told me that I might have temporary amnesia, but it was a side effect from regaining the lost memories.

I wasn't quite sure what to do. All I had were my memories from many years ago. I then notice that I kept receiving packages from someone named Mula. I asked some of the locals and they said that yes, they knew her. They said that she could usually be found in the Hall of the Ironsong Tribe. I went there, but did not find her. However, it turns out that I was also a member of this tribe. They kept calling me Rincwindy, instead of my real name, Razan. They seemed confused when I pointed this out. Then a large Tauren, who called himself Deeke, said that we had spoken in the past about memory loss. Apparently, he also could not recall anything prior to his waking up in Redridge mountains, or somewhere like that. He suggested that I try retracing my steps, start with my death certificate. I scoffed at the idea. I told him that I was clearly not dead, as he could plainly see. He asked if I had seen myself lately. I went over to the reflective glass...and I am embarrassed to say that I fainted. I picked myself off of the couch (he must have moved me over to it) and went back to the looking glass. I has barely a stitch of skin left on my bones.
My lower jaw was completely missing, and the ornate robes that I was wearing were torn up.

It took me a while to recover. Eventually, I decided to take Deeke's advice. I would see what I could see. I started with my application to the Ironsong tribe. I laughed out loud when I notice one of the questions. What was my goal. I had written that I wanted to regain my memories. Well, I had and I hadn't.

You can find more about my past on the Ironsong tribe's totem.

Flutterbye and Jenssen

Flutterbye and Jenssen passed away several days ago. They were travelling on a ship to Stormwind. Not much is known of why the ship never made it to Stormwind. Some say the boat got too close to the massive whirlpool in between the two continents, some say it could have easily been a kracken or a similar monster. Ship routes have been changed to be sure that that a tragedy such as this doesn't occur again.

Flutterbye had been training with the druids. Her family and friends will miss her greatly.

Jenssen, a warrior and a blacksmith, was laid to rest by her friends and family in Elwynn Forest. Her father told us, "She had the heart of warrior, her bravery second to none!"

Fishin' up Old Ironjaw, by Mula

I set out to find the legendary Old Ironjaw. I travelled a very long distance. Actually passed by a seedy travelling merchant named Antonio Perelli on the the road to Ironforge.



I know the Redridge Mountains weren't quite on the way there, but I was also stomping out the alliance's Midsummer Bonfires as I went. I got to Ironforge, and the guards gave me their usual welcome. I gave them my usual reply. I found the cavern where Old Ironjaw was rumored to reside in. For over an hour that pesky fish eluded me. I even aquired a fishing companion - a priest. We fished together for a little while. Didn't speak much due to the language barrier. Then she went on her way. After a while I noticed a seasoned Death Knight glaring at me from across the cavern, the eyes on his ram glowing green menacingly.



I knew that only meant trouble. I just continued to fish. He kept staring at me, but he still did not make a move. I realized what he was waiting for, his friend. They began to advance. I told them I didn't want any trouble. Of course, they didn't understand. They left me for dead at the back of the cavern. When I came to, the cavern was empty. I bandaged my wounds and took up my trusty pole, given to me by Nat Pagle, himself. My blood must have brought Old Ironjaw out of his hiding place. A couple of casts later and I was reeling him in! Feeling adventurous, I decided to stop by Stormwind to dip my lure in their waters. (Later on I received a certificate in the mail for my bravery from the fishing council in Orgrimmar - called me the Fishing Diplomat. They also sent me a certificate for catching Ironjaw. Who would have guessed!)

Did some turkey hunting in Howling Fjord. See, Taunka Ancestors can dance!



Cooked it up for me tribe mates! Charred the skin a bit, but it was still pretty juicy on the inside. Still looking for Rincewindy. He hasn't been around since he went to see if he could find someone to help him recover his lost memories.

Pickin flowers, by Faithfail

Why do we kill the little critters?
Why do we kill the little insects?
The owls must be killed, why?
The panthers did nothing do deserve their death...for what a couple of fangs?
The spiders...well, their legs are pretty yummy.
Why the little piggies?
The bird men? Why can't we just get along?
[Picks a peacebloom] Why can't there be peace?

Bladefist's fist, by Mula

Hello again! Lot's of things done, and with the fire festival going on, I feel obligated to go around to all the fires and honor/desecrate them, depending on who's flame it is. Didn't get very far, though, the summer heat was getting to me, not to mention having to hang out near big huge fires all day long. Defeating Lord Ahune and getting his scythe was pretty cool - literally! Defeated Noth the Plaguebringer...again. He just keeps coming back. And killed Loken again.

Decided to do a favor for my buddies at Thrallmar and see if I could get Kargath Bladefist's fist for them. I found his hideout and, turns out the place is locked! Woulda been nice to know. I have ways around that sort of thing though. I love my titanium keys! Well, they didn't like me breaking into their stronghold. I made it past the mobs to Warbringer O'mrogg. Heh. There was no contest!


So, finally I came to Warchief Kargath Bladefist. I said that I just needed his hand. Well, he didn't like that proposal. We fought it out over his pit of lava. Then he started running around like a madman...right into the sharp end of Bryntroll, the Bone Arbiter.


And I finally got to appreciate some of the artwork on the way out!

So, it turns out that this blacksmith in Shadowmoon Valley has the key or the plans for the key. So, I had to bully them off of him. (Honestly, I think I might have bullied him a bit too hard.)

My new friend, by Poppoppoppop

It's time to make my mark on the world. My parents have decided that it's time for me to learn how to become a warrior. We travelled a great distance to the Orc training grounds. There, I met another orc that looked just like me! We laughed so hard at the irony! She was a great teacher!

I did everything they asked, including disciplining some lazy orc workers. My new assignment is to go to the southern point of Durotar and speak with our neighbors, the trolls. So, I packed up my totem and began the long journey.

Kael'thas Sunstrider-defeated at last!, by Mula

I would have to be the last person who would have expected this opportunity to cross my path. And even when the opportunity was presented to go up against Kael'thas, I highly doubted that it would have been possible to actually defeat him. Especially considering the rag-tag band that we had aquired. We defeated the denizens with relative ease, and found ourselves at in Sunstrider's chambers. He had surrounded himself with his council members and immediately ordered the attack.


We took them out easily. Well, Kael'thas was not amused.


Wow! You'd think he'd take it better. Well, he had it coming. We gave him one final chance to surrender....Didn't think so.


It was a shame it had to end like this.


Got a pretty nice sword to add to my collection. And also got a chance to work with a few guys from the guild The War Council. And my friend from the now dibanded Torchwood guild was also there. And as always, it was a great pleasure to work side by side with Kernasas, again.

First dungeon ever!, by Deadlady

Just bought new mail! The kind that clinks, not the kind that burns. I reached my 15th season, felt cocky, went into Ragefire chasm. Not alone, not stupid, just dead. Killed some snakes, killed some rat people, and some orc people. Big demon guy in the middle of a lava lake. Did I mention that it was HOT!!! Thought my flesh was going to burn off. Was fine though- no burning flesh. We killed the demon guy. Got a nice belt, too. I tried to take his sword, but it was too heavy, and it hurt to touch it. Musta been cursed. So we left it there.

I hate it when someone comes along and mortally wounds the thing that you're trying to kill. Fortunately for me, they didn't do the job well enough, that ghost lady- she came back and looked as if she didn't have a scratch on her! Heh, how can you tell if a ghost lady got scratched in the first place?

The end of Kil'jaeden, by Mula

We did it. With the promise of a quick end we were able to get some of the local townsfolk to come along and join in Kil'jaeden's end. The Sunwell had been too long in the control of Kil'jaeden and his lackeys. We arrived at the scene and found his lackeys defiling the Sunwell:


We took them out quickly, but got a nasty surprise:

Yep! Kil'jaeden had been using the Sunwell as his own personal spa. Not cool! Kil'jaeden called his buddies in to help him, but we took them with relative ease. With my trusty axe and my trusty mace, I fought him with all my might. My friends put in no less effort. We could see he was startin' to sweat. So, we turned it up a notch and next thing we knew he was down.

With Kil'jaeden down, cleansing the Sunwell was easy. It began to shine with it's former glory:

And there was much celebration!

Ironsong Tribe gets Kil'jaeden Sweatin', by Mula

Last night was a night to remember. And tonight will go down in the history books. Kil'jaeden, overly confident of his minions, got an unpleasant surprise when 13 Ironsingers came barging into his chamber. Lead by Kosath, in his mighty platemail, the Tribe members took down the Kil'jaeden's forces. Brutallus, could not withstand the power that was the Tribe. Felmyst, gave us a run for the money but in the end, we were able to knock her from her lofty post. Grand Warlock Alythess and Lady Sacrolash caved at the sight of us. M'uru, fled and Entropius stood not a chance. And when we entered Kil'jaeden's chamber, I caught a glimpse of surpise in his eye. We had to retreat, but he'll not have to wait for long, as we'll be back tonight, in full force. Ironsong Tribe will prevail!

Warning to all ninja looters, by Mula

Beware all ninja looters. If you're needing greens and blues in the dungeon, don't expect to make it to the final boss. Trust me your party members will not hesitate to kick you, even if you're the tank or the healer.

Another ennui day with the dragon riders. Had lots of fun knocking Disobedient orcs up the side of the head with the BOOTERANG! Too much fun!

Fail Tank, by Karask

So, you know when your tank is no good when the group wipes on the first pull. Our warrior tank could not hold aggro for crap! So, after halfway through the dungeon I decide to inspect the tank. He had points in Fury and Arms but nothing in Defence. Ladies and Gentlemen, this is what is known as a FAIL TANK. Please, all you tanks out there and prospective tanks, you cannot tank with most of your points in FURY! This is worse than a Death Knight trying to tank before he/she reaches level 60 and gains the Death and decay skill.

One more thing. I hate Mana Tombs! I can't wait until Cataclysm and no more mana dependency!

Skyshatter defeated, by Mula

Back at Netherwing ledge again. I gathered my guts together and challenged Captain Skyshatter to a race. Took several tries, but I am a determined Tauren. We both took off, Skyshatter in the lead. He kept tossing fire bombs in my direction but my trusty steed managed to dodge them. We raced to the far side of the island; I was right on his tail. Then he upped the attack: fire bomb after fire bomb. I was ready though. Then he took off, racing to the finish. I kicked it into high gear and beat him by a nose! And then he gave me his riding whip--which I can't use--but it will make a nice trophy.

Ironsong's planning their final attack on the citadel. Mr. Monk ((panderan monk)) stole my invite! I can't believe his gall! Rincewindy is still in Undercity, trying to find a remedy for his lost memory.

Went through Drak'Theron again. Our tank didn't know what he was doing, but he was new. He was mortally wounded from the first group! The healer started heckling him. Not surprisingly, he bailed on us. Left us to clean up the mess. After that, things went smoothly and we were able to clear out the bad guys.

@Pyaara - Got ya a nice healing staff. It's in the mail.

A lot to do, so little time. by Mula

My goal is to get as many achievements as possible. The problem is I tend to be scatterbrained, so it's hard to get the achievements done. Right now, I'm camped out in Netherwing ledge, giving the dragon riders a hand, and hoping they'll accept me as a friend. Negotiations are going well.

Rincewindy has been bugging me for enchanting rods. So, things have slowed down with the dragon riders.

Also I have been working with my guild, The Ironsong Tribe, in Icecrown Citadel. We managed to down the first four bosses and then headed to the vampires' lair. We were able to take out the Vampire council, but the vampire queen proved too much for us. Barely escaping we retreated to a safe location.

My collecting of Primordial Saronite goes well. I believe I will be wielding a certain special axe by the end of summer. Only ten more rocks to go. I may have to postpone my negotiations with the dragon riders to doing various odd-jobs to replenish my gold stash.

The guard dog, Smokey, seems to be getting along quite well. His fiery barks scare away all the unwanted guests. After taking a back seat for a week and a half due to an unwanted possession, I am not taking any more chances.