Week of WoW: The Burning Crusade - Day 2: The Blood Elves

The Blood Elves we met (the ones that weren't being played by eager beta testers, that is) were decidedlyunderwhelmed to make our acquaintance. In general, the Blood Elves are an arrogant people that seem completely self-absorbed. Most of the quest-givers we encountered early on barely had time to assign us a task - or at least, that's how they seemed anyway.

To make matters worse, most of the loot we picked up from the newbie monsters only accentuated our lower-class standing. Gear like a Shoddy Broadsword or Scruffy Slippers were not going to earn us the notice of what was obviously an extremely class-based (not to mention obsessed with superficial appearances) society. Of course, we're probably reading too much into this, but this is a role-playing game, so if you're not going to try to get into it there's not much point.

So our first order of business (besides murdering 10 mana wyrms for fun and profit), was to get into character. We donned an air of overwhelming pride as we fiercely rejected the oppression of not being recognized for the extraordinary individuals we were. Once that was accomplished, we fit right in with all of the other inhabitants of Sunstrider Isle.