My World of Warcraft Story

Chapter 4: For the Alliance!

As I have mentioned beforehand, my dad had a Troll Rogue. Well once I had discovered the other faction, there was no going back. So I decided to make a character with the "most awesome class ever,"

a human rogue.

Rogue.

R-O-G-U-E

R-O-U-G-E

Got it?

Good. Let's move on.

Her name was absolutely ridiculous and I have no idea where I came up with it.

Her name was Cacamacaw. 

Well, after I made her I enjoyed playing this character quite a bit. I thought she was just as awesome as my dad's.

My dad.

I was afraid that if he came home and found out I had made a new character, especially on the alliance side, he would flip. Instead, when he saw me playing her, he just replied mildly,

"cool."

Heart attack avoided.

I continued on my journey with her, discovering new things, and enjoying playing her up to level 38, I believe, before I ended up deleting her. I wish I hadn't. I probably could've fixed her right up and enjoyed playing Cacamacaw.

Oh wait. It just suddenly hit me. The reason I deleted her was because she had the ugliest face a human female could get, and it just bothered me.

A lot.

Anyway, during that time I leveled a death knight. 

OH yes. I was one of those people who played a death knight and got into outland dungeons,  having absolutely no idea what I was doing because I never really played melee. Never understood the mechanics. Was such a noob in higher level dungeons solely because of the fact that it was a hero class that started at level 55. Hah. I had the best of times with her outside of leveling, though. I met my best WoW friend ever on her.

Oh the memories... His name was Gimlil, and we were pretty good friends on there. He was a night elf druid, and I remember him having lots of noggenfogger elixir. Mm... I'll have to have a whole chapter for him.