The Druids came out of their Emerald Dream for a bit this weekend, slaying Trolls down in Tanaris, and reaching the heady new level of 49. They also rescued Sharpbeak, which offered some real nice leather pants (real nice) as a reward.
This used to be a fairly difficult quest, given Jintha’Alor swarmed with elite Trolls. No more. They’re still spaced as if they were supremely difficult elite mobs, but they’re just ordinary Joe’s, punching in in the mornings, drinking a cup of boiled blood with a breakfast bar, and then manning their posts. We could either kill them, yawn, or simply stealth past them … straight to number one. We grabbed the egg from inside the cave while a Blood Elf Hunter soloed the priestess and her two guards, and then we grabbed the other priestess, the one with the key to Sharpbeak’s cage, and pulled her aside for a little “personal counseling”. Oh, she gave us the key. And upon getting it had no further objections to our having it. “You sure you’re sure? Well, okay then.” Sharpbeak was freed, we got our real nice leather pants as reward, and then returned to Tanaris and turned in the egg in Steamwheedle. Oh, Emerald Dream save us, now it’s into the Sunken Temple. We’re lucky in that while some guildies are raiding end-game now, they’ve got alts too that are about our level. It’s a pretty casual guild, with people that have gotten places. That and Maradaun, and then, dare I say it, we head out to assist the Cenarian Expedition in the Outlands. Soon.