one day in silithus i had ran into the allycamp (wasnt payin attention) got pvp'd i escaped...or so i thought. A level 60 paladin came at me while i was down,i used my howl of terror he bubbled,hope was lost the light had won.
3hours Later.....
Alterac valley had just begun,i ran out the gate summoned my dreadsteed and charged,made a few runs and dies 2-3 times.
I rezed and decided to take an alternate route,thinking i would be alone i wasnt...running at me on his war charger we both stopped...we both knew what was going to happen,the holy light and strength of a Paladin,against the apocolyptic burns of shadow magic coming from the warlocks black heart...i feared sent my FG at him and had afflictions eating at his life...the paladin bubbled and healed...i took my distance,the fool healed so much his mana was gone and the bubble was gone,i again sent my FG at him and drained his life and soul out of him the grudge was over,the shadow arts had prevailed....the moral of the story is.....you CANT touch us HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
