Welcome to Heal Over Time.

A sarcastic Blood Elf Oracle Discipline Priest’s diary from the battlegrounds of World of Warcraft, Midnight. Come for the salt, stay for the healer pain.

The Transmog Wishlist That Will Never End

I’m sitting on the floor of my new hut (because I still don’t have a single chair) staring at the bare stone walls like they personally insulted me. The place is empty. Completely, embarrassingly empty. Just me, a sad little…

Auctions Expiring, Gold Vanishing, Panic Rising

I just checked the mailbox again and wanted to set the whole thing on fire. More expired auctions. More stacks of tailoring mats I spent my last decent bit of gold on, now returned to me with that cheerful little…

You’ve Got to Be Kidding Me

I swore it was over. I was at the PvP vendor in Silvermoon’s sanctuary district, hood pulled low, quietly comparing stats on the next piece I might need. No buying tonight. Just weighing options like the overthinking fool I am.…

Finally Got My Damn Belt (No, Really)

I did it. I finally, actually did it. After yesterday’s tailoring-induced meltdown (the one where I was ready to burn my heraldries and swear off the entire profession forever), I stumbled across a tailor named Lich from Blackrock who was…