Infatuation can strike us in the most unlikely of places, including Hateforge!
Purprlkin: We’ve been looking for a healer for at least an hour now! Can any of you guys heal, please? For example, you Millary, being a druid and all. I beg of you.
Millary: Fine, but only under one condition. I’ll get to roll on my bis until phase 2, the Hatereaver Cog.
Purprlkin: Great! But we are still missing a dps.
Millary: Oh, actually… I saw someone in the world chat looking for hfq at this very moment. I think we should invite them.
Purplkin: Sure, what’s their name?
Millary: Nirrodin.
Nirrodin, after a short while, entered Hateforge.
Nirrodin: Sorry guys it took me so long.
Purplkin: No worries! So are we all ready?
Millary: I’m ready for this adventure with you guys, even though I might not necessary like some of you, not going to say names…
Purplkin: We have to look past our differences here, Millary, we have a common goal, which is acquiring quest items and wonderful loots.
Millary: You’re right. I will try not to get carried away.. by my hate.
Just as one little druid’s heart had desired, the Hatereaver Cog blessed the eyes of our adventurers.
Purplkin: I’ll pass on it! I have better items anyway.
Both Millary and Nirrodin pressed need.
Millary: Are you completely braindead cooked el stupido pos?
Nirrodin: What? I need it for pvp. To ward myself off against attacks from like druids and stuff. You know how strong and hunky and hard to beat they are. I need every bit of help I can get.
Millary: Tis the item of my heart’s desires. How dare you! It doesn’t even provide unique benefits to thy MS playstyle!
Nirrodin: And? What is it that you’re inferring? That’s OS for both of us!
Millary: I fret thou do not fully comprehend. Tis my BIS until phase 2!
Nirrodin: But you’re a healer? And a cute one, if I might add…
Millary: You’re such a wretched limited brain capacity beast, that I am simply at a loss for words. You ruined my life. You ruined all that towards which I’ve worked so hard.
Nirrodin: I didn’t know you wanted it so bad!
Millary: You thwarted all the progress I’ve made towards becoming the strongest, most beefiest tank in Azeroth. I can hardly imagine my being able to recover from this. Ever.
Nirrodin: But I needed this item too.
Millary: You do not understand. See me at midnight at Ruins of Thaurissan. Be there alone. We will duel to death. The one who survives shall receive the item.
Nirrodin: Millary, you are taking this way too seriously. It’s just an item.
Millary: Enough words, priest. I shall see you at midnight.
Follow for chapter 2, the final one. Any resemblance to actual events, or persons on the server is coincidental.