So… with the hivemind mount, we know that 5 seater flying mounts are possible.
With the brutosaur mount, we know that you can put an auctioneer on a mount.
But have we considered… an airship mount? With cannons for players to fire down at the ground with? 50% normal movespeed but it has an auction house, a vendor for tradegoods, a bar, a casino, and the warchief’s personal quarters aboard!
999 million gold later…
one lucky player on your server has finally managed to achieve “the shipping magnate” achievement, and they have completed a feat of strength to obtain world first in getting the airship. They get a unique title.
I’ve been campaigning for 8 years now for a Engineer crafted Submarine. I don’t even care if it’s a one seater at this point. GIMME MY YELLOW SUBMARINE!
Yeah it’s should be guild achievement related and cost lots of gold.
It should be the size of the one from death wing raid.
Imagine parking it above the e mies capital city. Hopefully it would have cannons and parachutes. Maybe even destructible with a few day cd to rebuild.
True flying siege warfare! Only gms and officers could fly it but any guildies could man the cannons.
Race specific themes to airship and it’s corresponding crew? So muh that could be done with this
As long as there’s an option for a non-Beatles color. (I’d end up getting both. Variety’s a good thing, y’all.) But any kind of submarine would be cool.
… I would totally name my own personal Air Ship the Normandy.
Executive Officer would be a Priestess named Miranda Lawgiver.
Chief Artificer Liara (Draenei).
Chief Engineer Tali of Gnomeregan.
Chief of Calibrations Garrorkus.
Chief of Security Oghren “Grunt” Wildhammer.
Chief Botanist Morhdin Starsinger of Darnassus
Who else would Command such an Airship other than Commander Male Human Paladin?
Oh Lord, this brings back a memory from … just over fifty years ago now. We had just moved into our new house. Two of my older brothers were (I think) ten and seven. We’d just gotten either a new refrigerator or a new washing machine, I forget which. Anyway, it came in a very sturdy packing crate – wood-reinforced cardboard.
I think you see where this is heading.
The ten-year-old was always the chief instigator, and figured that he could make a dandy submarine out of the crate. I mean, look at it! So big, so strong! He conned the rest of us into helping him tape up the holes, haul it to a nearby pond, and he demanded the privilege of first descent.
It was, of course, the only descent. Because, you know, cardboard.
I swear, it was a miracle that we all made it to adulthood.
