Bleedin' Dwarves. Do they really need to yell out that I've just finished a quest about 60 levels too low for me? I mean really. If working on Loremaster wasn't enough of a test of perseverance as it is, having uppity stumpies telling the world of your low-level victory seems, well, just sarcastic, frankly.
And how come so few of the boars in Loch Modan have intestines, huh? How do they digest? Answer me that.
I never managed to get the Saviour of Hallow's End achievement, until yesterday. Why? Because I left it too late in the holiday. On a low pop server like EU Steamwheedle Cartel, if you don't do the achievements that need others early in the event, you're not going to get it done.
Ah, I've always been fond of the Hallow's End holiday. But last year, it really, really annoyed me. I just couldn't get the Sinister Squashling to drop, and thus my Long Strange Trip was over before it began.
But guess what I got on my second Trick or Treat of this year?
Now my little chum and I can look sinister together: