Midnight Salt & Healing: A Discipline Priest’s Diary
Midnight Salt & Healing: A Discipline Priest’s Diary
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.…
I’m standing on my own dock, in my own plot, in my own brand-new house… and I’m about to lose my mind. There’s still no proper place to relieve myself. I have spent the last two days squatting behind rocks…
I was sitting at the end of my new dock, legs dangling over the water, trying to enjoy five minutes of peace in my very own empty plot when I heard the unmistakable sound of demon hooves stomping up the…
Light’s mercy, what the actual fuck is wrong with me? I’d just finished another miserable random battleground. Twenty-five minutes of chasing idiots who thought mid meant running straight into the enemy like they had a death wish. My robes reeked…