August Sept Newsletter

Volume 2, Issue 3 August/September

Darkriends Guild

The Wheel of Time Raid Progression

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By Razlaghul, your friendly neighbor hood tank.

Meet one of the guild main healers, Springtime in this issue’s member profile.

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Razlaghul, our friendly neighborhood tank, highlights the guilds raiding progression

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Long time garment and guild member, Jacket brings to us the epic tail, “Of Beef and Chicken.”

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As usual, guild announcements are highlighted on the back page.

As all of the articles fall together to make the entire newsletter it echoes the same tune of our raiding scene. The 25 man and the 10 man raids are all falling right into place as summer begins to come to a close. Group three downed Yogg-Saron for the guild first downing after a very troubled start off months ago.

INSIDE THIS ISSUE: Raid Progression Continued

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Of Beef and Chicken

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Guild Member Profile: Springtime

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Darkfriends Needs YOU!

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Guild Announcements

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Of Beef and Chicken Continued

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Guild Officer and Contact Information

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and our latest healer has left us short on them once again. It is the end of the summer and much like our senior officers who have been raiding for a long time have said, summer is always a major speed bump for

dicted, as we get closer to the end of the summer things are beginning to look brighter. Collectively as a guild our 25 mans have been going amazingly. We have downed several new bosses in the past couple weeks and downing Razorscale again after avoiding him for a month or two. I am personally proud of this achievement as I was the one who stratted out the raid placement. (Apologies for tooting my own horn but I was quite proud of all of us.)

The same group who downed Malygos for the first guild downing of that boss, group two, had its first successful raid in months. But one Here it goes for all of group is still hiccupping our new people we Group 3 is the first group to successfully a little. Group one, my wouldn't be where we down Yogg-Saron on 10 man raiding. group, has went are without ya. Welthrough several healers in come all of you it is nice to raiding because people the past month. All, for see new names and faces. taking time off, going on one reason or another, From Bularon's ridiculous vacation and things of that have disappeared on us nature. However, as pre(Continued on page 2)

Blizzcon Highlights By Blondi

Cataclysm.

Friday, August 21st, was an exciting day for gaming fans across the world as Blizzcon began, announcing new classes for Diablo 3, new changes to Starcraft 2 and Badttlenet and the new WOW expansion,

Our guild had a few members go personally, with several others accessing the live feed and keeping up to date on the live blogs found in various places online.

Keep an eye out for a new section on the website featuring a slide show of pictures from Blizzcon and screen shots from the live feed. We’ll also highlight the information released by Blizzard regarding the changes to WOW.

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T h e W h e e l o f T im e

Of Beef and Chicken By Jacket It was cold and Jacket could hear the wind blowing. His head hurt. He opened his eyes, the faint shapes circling high above his head at first blurry, then sharpening into the silhouettes of protodrakes. Squinting, he could just barely make out the fierce blue women astride them. So, he thought, I am on my back at the base of the Temple of Storms. I wonder how I got here?

Jacket grunted, heaved his huge bulk to his feet and looked around.

“Hey guy,” said a small voice, “That was quite a crash. You all right?” Jacket grunted, heaved his huge bulk to his feet and looked around. The scene that greeted his eyes looked like the result of a goblin experiment gone awry. He was standing in the middle an impact crater and everything he owned was strewn around like so much bomb debris. There were pots,

pans, food, bandages, trinkets, his Horde flag, his spare set of armor with a small chicken perched atop the helmet, several dead snakes, a broken lance, some mining equipment and everything was coated with a thin layer of vaporized bourbon from several exploded jugs. In the very center of the crater lied his prized red drake, its neck bent almost double, clearly very dead. “Wow, we must have been going a hundred miles an hour when we hit the side of that mountain!” Jacket turned to find the speaker but saw no one. “Down here you great oaf.” He looked down but saw only his spare helmet and a small chicken. The chicken was regarding him with one beady little eye, its head cocked to the side in the manner of its kind. Then, very distinctly, the chicken spoke. “What’s ‘amata? You never saw a chicken before?” Jacket bent down to get a closer look. Like all Tauren, Jacket’s massive frame was not built for subtlety, so his mail armor rattled and clanked as lowered himself

like a slow avalanche to a kneeling position, his huge head only a few inches from the little chicken. “By the Earth Mother,” he rumbled, “you can speak?” “Oi! Your breath must be one hundred proof!” The chicken fluttered backward. “Did the crash rattle your brain? Do you not hear me speaking now?” “Where did you come from?” The chicken looked horrified. “You mean you don’t remember? You bought me from that lady in the Shimmering Flats. You bought me, then stuck me in your bags and never took me out again. That was three freek’en years ago! At first it wasn’t so bad in there. There were ice cold milk and bread or fish to eat but about a year ago you started eating all kinds weird stuff. What exactly is a ravager dog? And one time I had to eat a weird fish because it was the only thing left and it turned me into a tiny pirate for an hour! Anyway, I’m not going back in there ever again.” Jacket looked at the chicken, then looked at the destruction around him. He

Raid Progression Cont. (Continued from page 1)

“As predicted, as we get closer to the end of the summer things are beginning to look brighter.”

afk the other week in 25 man Ulduar, Darkruss' very creepy laugh over vent another ret pally to rip aggro off of me, Magmoor, Zarukei repeatedly asking in raid if she's doing good, Shalea a very nicely geared holy priest being a nice addition to 25 mans. That is not nearly all of our new members, it is very early in the

morning and Blondi was shouting at me to get this finished so I tried to include as many of you as I could WELCOME TO ALL OF YOU!!!! It will be nice to get to know new people and new faces (P.S. If I didn’t include

you, you can come and kick me in the shins and ill give ya 10 gold only if your really new to the guild. So Rocket don't come and think you can try it!) The crazy cat lady of WoW.

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Guild Member Profile: Springtime By Blondi Springtime has been a member of Darkfriends since September of 2007 and currently holds a position as a guild main healer on his druid.

in WoW is dying. When not playing WoW he can usually be seen playing Madden 09, hanging with friends and in his words, “doing some pimpin’.”

He plays everthing with the exception of a priest and hands down, his favorite is the druid. His favorite moment in WoW is when he humped a night elf he’d just killed in cat form…. The screenshot is priceless. As with most anyone, his least favorite moment

Springtime first started playing the game because he was young and wanted to kill people. Since then he has joined Darkfriends because his brother Moyder became a member and the two enjoy gaming together. His favorite raid boss is Hodir in Ulduar. He feels that Darkfriends is in a good place right now, with a good team of officers and a great group of members.

Where the magic happens.

When asked if there was anything else he’d like to add or share he replied:

Springtime humping a Night Elf.

“Gerbils?” And “I hate Alliance.”

Springtime and his brother in Washington DC

Favorite WoW video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eOxkNOdpYPQ Favorite Wow Guide: http://www.almostgaming.com/wowguides/wow-herbalism-guide-with-maps

Springtime received World of Warcraft for Christmas one year.

“Jagerbombs.”

Darkfriends Needs YOU!!! By Blondi Darkfriends is looking for volunteers for different things. The biggest area we need assistance in at this moment is the forums. Blondi is looking for someone who has knowledge about moderating forums and is willing to help put in some time and effort in sorting old posts, applications

and the members list from time to time.

ing out in this area, please contact Blondi in game for further information.

For the most part, it’s a simple task that merely requires an occasional check of the forums to make sure posts are appropriate, old members have posting rights removed and posts get moved to their correct areas.

In addition, anyone with the ability to do graphics or photography, please contact Blondi as there are some additional service that may be needed at some point and time for different areas of the website.

If you are interested in help-

In addition, anyone with

knowledge on setting up a website store front, please speak with Blondi as we will be making Darkfriends Guild merchandise available very soon. Thanks!

Darkriends Guild Guild Leader - Belal Guild Leader's Wife - Jinee Officer (and Co Guild Lead) - Powerfuloz Treasurer - Murderburger aka Zarj Recruitment Officer - Moyder Officer - Meowcake Forum admin/Guild secretary - Blondi Officer - Zouljiin DKP Officer - Rocketcow Officer - Disciple Officer in Training - Razlaghul

www.darkfriendsguild.com www.forums.darkfriendsguild.com [email protected]

Announcements •

Group 1 would like a shadow priest

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or ret pally. Please speak with Belal or Blondi if you are interested in filling this 10 man raid slot.

our guild members experience at Blizzcon will be up shortly.

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Group 2 is looking for a tank, a

Group 3 is looking for a resto shaman or a holy pally to fill a healer slot for late night 10 man raid spot. Please speak with Disciple, Jacket or Strulla for more information.

The website is undergoing a redesign. While this is occurring, most pages will be viewable correctly in high resolution. Lower resolution versions will be available in the future after the redesign of the main pages is complete.

healer or two and some DPS, please speak with Murderburger or Rocketcow for more information.

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A page for the website regarding

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If you would like to contribute to the newsletter, please contact Blondi.

Of Beef and Chicken Cont. straightened and sighed. “Well, if your not going back in the bags, then help me clean this up. We will be late to our group to investigate Ulduar.”

chicken he grinned, though he was careful to hide it before the chicken could see. Soon, between the two of them, they had gathered all of Jacket’s belongings

*SQUAWK* “After three years in your bags all you have to say is ‘Help me clean up this mess’? I aught to box your ears! Why the nerve you have, it’s unbelievable.” Jacket, who had been picking things up and returning them to his bags while the chicken was speaking, turned slowly and stared. He flexed his massive fists; leather, mail and flesh creaked. Arcs of cyan electricity gathered about his fists and an ominous crackling filled the winter air. “Okay, okay,” squawked the chicken hurriedly, “Don’t get bent out of shape!” The chicken quickly seized the end of the closest thing, a broken lance, in its beak and began to drag it over to Jacket. “Mmph. Hreer, shee, aam ‘elping” Jacket turned around without comment. As soon as his back was facing the

“Don’t get all bent out of shape!”

and piled the things that were too broken to be burned. Finally, they turned their attention the dead, and now frozen, drake. Jacket eyed the drake then sighed. It couldn’t be helped. He would have to resurrect the thing. He reached deep within himself, down to the connection with the Earth Mother from which all shamanistic power flowed. Green light welled between his fingers, swirling like leaves in a tempest. He let the power build for a few seconds then released it

and the resurrected drake stepped out of a column of white light, leaving its old bones behind.

“Ah, I don’t know, I think I’ll just perch up on your hump instead.” “My what?!”

The drake looked dazedly around for a moment, focused on Jacket and then promptly attempted to bite him. Jacket dodge then slugged the drake in the nose. Taking advantage of the drake’s renewed daze, he fished around in this bags and found a large chunk of mammoth. He offered it to the drake and the beast quickly swallowed it up. The drake snuggled up against Jacket, making a noise that would have been purring if it had not sounded like a Gnomish steam engine stuck in low gear. “Well chicken, if you are not going back in the bags then I suggest you fly up and sit on my shoulder. We need to get going or we will be late.” The chicken eyed Jackets shoulder armor with its spikes, skulls and the strange blue energy welling from deep within. “What’s that blue stuff coming off it like that?” “Uh? Oh I don’t know, it’s magic I suppose.”

“Uh, oh I mean your, uh, your back . . . thing. Oh, right up here.” The chicken fluttered up and settled on Jacket’s hump, right behind his head. “See. I can get a good grip on your mane here.” “Fine.” Jacket sent a quick burst of flame into the pile of broken belongings and then mounted the drake. The drake vaulted upwards, wings spread like hands to grip cerulean sky and they renewed their flight toward Ulduar. “Hooray,” crowed the chicken, “Off to Ulduar on the Warchief’s business. This is so exciting!” “We have to stop at Grom’arsh Crash site first. I hear they have a delicious draft lager that is so good it makes you float.” “Oh no, you’re gonna get drunk and we’re gonna crash again aren’t we?” “Shut up chicken.”