I've been leveling up Fabulor through repeated dungeon runs lately, and I've hit that mind-numbing level range where you get nothing but Blackrock Depths, over and over again. I'm not necessarily opposed to this, mind you - lots of mobs, lots of experience - but one does get a little tired of seeing the same angry Dwarves after a while.
However, one run late Saturday night proved to be quite the exception. It's also the only BRD run that I didn't finish. But I wasn't upset or annoyed. I was far, far too entertained.
Why is that?
Because the run consisted of five blonde male Blood Elves.
My brothers! MY KIN!
Those poor Dark Irons never stood a chance. ONE Fabulor is enough to make a Dwarf feel clumsy and stout, when confronted with such an amazing physical specimen. How could they hope to compete against FIVE of us?
Sometimes, we swarmed our foes like golden hounds, dazzling them with our gleaming blades and shining teeth.
At other times, our tactical genius and innate cunning made short work of our stumbling, bumbling opponents.
And sometimes, we just stood around looking good.
Wait, there's something missing from this shot. Ah, here we are.
Unfortunately, having that much Smexy Elf in one room eventually proved to be a disadvantage. Do you know how hard is it to concentrate when everyone around you looks as good as Fabulor? The mana breaks were copious - and by mana breaks, I mean standing around admiring what an impressive sight we made.
After a while, we started losing focus. This was no longer a dungeon group; it had become a social mixer. We idled about, admiring the scenery, seeing if we could make our tabards match, etc. Somewhere, there were bosses waiting for our blades, but we had lost interest.
Eventually, someone had to leave, and rather than continue on at reduced hairpower, we decide to call it a night. It just wouldn't be the same if our new party member wasn't one of us. Imagine how awkward and out-of-place they would feel!
Even though we didn't end up finishing the dungeon, I learned an important lesson.
The only thing more awesome than an impossibly handsome Blood Elf is FIVE impossibly handsome Blood Elves.