Logged in, did some pottery, because, why not? Headed back to those gloomy mushroom people caves, lots of big killing times. Leveled up to 72, feeling like a true goddess of war. Played nurse with mushroom mats after, you know, multitasking at its finest. Dragged one of those stone dwarves over to the kiddie pool, had a good laugh when I got ganked mid-cinematic. Timing, am I right?
Flew north, picked up more crates, recruited some stone farmers, and found one dude dangerously teetering on the edge of a building. Shouted, “Don’t jump!!… At least wait until I get my camera!” I think he heard me. Name was Merrimack, devs really went heavy on the emo vibes; would’ve appreciated a trigger warning. Turns out, pearls stop these rock-heads from taking a leap. Handed out weapons and coffee to NPCs, guess they need the energy to… stand in one spot? Feels like my real job already, except at least here, I can kill stuff.
Faced some reskinned enemies, same old look, but the fight mechanics weren’t half bad. Found a few elites that gave me a run for my money, but obviously, I showed them who’s boss. Picked some mobs with more health and trickier moves, pretty fun for a change. Then I fished… yeah, because I like fishing. Don’t judge.
More mushroom people, but this time I went forest mode and blasted System of a Down’s “Sugar” on repeat because it’s just that kind of vibe. Stopped when the quest had me picking up urns and doing intern work again—yawn. Did some environmental work, killed more mushroom folks lounging around. Let your mother pray, indeed.
Finally, boss time! Interesting mechanics and got myself an epic leg armor upgrade, worth every mushroom slain. Another level up, but there goes all my rested XP. Then, finished off some drider-looking things, made a quick trip to the Auction House, and logged off. Productive day, I’d say!