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SiteIldiko the Mighty Gets Stuck in Ashenvale
I mentioned a while back in “There’s No Place Like Home” that I had recently rolled a new character n my first-ever PvP server since leaving Arthas US over two years ago. In particular, I noted that I was leveling up a troll mageling by the name of Ildiko on Shattered Hand US. Ildiko — or Ildiko the Mighty as my roleplaying-turned brain has dubbed her despite my attempts to get out of the habit of assigning personalities to my non-roleplaying characters1 — managed to hit 25 a week or so ago, prompting me to enter my first contested territory: the ancient and lofty forests of Ashenvale.
In the past I’ve claimed to throughly enjoy the player versus player aspect of the game. In switching to a roleplaying server after being on a PvP server for so long, I found that I was missing the thrill of being in contested territories so much that I actually played the game for almost two year perma-flagged. Yes, I invited mine enemies to take a swing at me and I enjoyed these contests even when my carcass littered the ground. I further engaged in frequent Battlegrounds preforms, often getting up ridiculously early on Saturday mornings to gleefully log into the game and wait until my friends showed up for our weekly matches in Warsong Gulch. And, when Arena started rolling out and before they became the place for easy epics, I dutifully joined a team and had a blast.
While I have never claimed to be good at PvP2, I don’t let that deter from my enjoyment of that aspect of the game.
In rerolling on a PvP server, one of the things that I was looking forward to most was that feeling that I used to get back in the days when there was a contested territory for me or when I bumbled around perma-flagged. That added danger of being attacked by a member of the opposite faction while questing dripped just enough adrenaline into my bloodstream that I was hooked. Perhaps it was nostalgia that prompted it, but I wanted that feeling back so much! In fact, I was looking forward to entering my first contested zone so much that I leveled in leaps and bounds, far surpassing my boyfriend’s newly rolled druid.
My first world PvP encounter was in Ashenvale that self-same afternoon I stepped into contested territory for the first time. It was not at all what I had hoped or even expected. This afternoon we’ll explore the tale of my fledgling mageling in “Ildiko the Mighty Gets Stuck in Ashenvale.”
One bright and sunny spring afternoon, a fledgling troll mage could be found deep in the ancient groves of Ashenvale. Known to her peers as Ildiko the Mighty, our young heroine was leaving Splintertree Post on a quest to slay some water elementals. Cheekily walking along the road west in defiance of common sense, she stumbled across a 70th season druid and a 50-something hunter also on the road. With an experienced eye, she examined the two. While the prospect of a fight intrigued her, Ildiko the Mighty decided to spare the kal’dorei of her wrath and continued on her jaunt at an unhurried pace.
Sadly, this was not to be, for the wretched kal’dorei druid, clothed in her paltry welfare epics, dismounted from her arguably mangy sabre cat and tossed the gauntlet. Wiggling her fingers in what could only be described as a desultory manner, she cast Entangling Roots on our heroic mageling. Egged on by the harsh words of her companion, the druid then proceeded to taunt her.
Ildiko the Mighty, however, was not moved by her paltry efforts; once the roots expired, she chose to turn the other cheek and continue on her way. Unfortunately, that’s when the wretched druid chose to attack, cowardly swinging her staff with enough force that when it did connect with the back of Ildiko the Mighty’s skull it managed to catapult her into the spirit world.
With a bealeagured sigh, Ildiko the Recently-Turned-Dead climbed back to her feel, carefully wiped the dust off of her incorporal robes, and began another jaunt — this time to reclaim her body.
