For access to our forums to post in general or applications, please contact Arianne (Raid Leader) or Bail (Recruitment Officer) in-game with a request. Due to excessive spam, we have tightened access to the forums across the board.

Apparently Illidan Stormrage got behind on his mortgage payments, and The Inner Light was sent to collect! After becoming obstinate and saying our paperwork wasn't prepared, we had to teach him the error of his non-paying ways! If you know anyone who is in the market for a Black Temple, let us know... we didn't burn that much of it during our party, really we didn't! We just got seduced by the music and burst into dancing flames...

Oh, and Hypatia brought Cake for everyone! Congrats to all!

We marched further into Black Temple to air our grievances to Illidan (namely our issues of lack of pants), but got stopped by bureaucratic red tape and instead were ushered to his council. There we argued with them for a good fifteen minutes, and to our surprise they simply up and died in unison. It was weird - did we interrupt their rhetoric too much so we could get our (many) points across? The good news is that their pants that fit some of our debating team so we took them. We've heard of being martyrs to one's cause before, but it fails as a debate technique when faced with people who just want some pants, darnit!

Is that my mother on the phone? The telephone is screaming, won't she leave me alone? Oh mother dear please listen and don't devour me...

Our raid crew was spending a very pleasant evening on a luxurious balcony with good wine, fine rugs, and soft pillows only to find it interrupted by a screaming Mother Shazblargarface, upset about her demon children being politely asked to leave our party (ok, so we killed them when they refused to go, but we asked nicely first!). But her shadows couldn't dampen our spirits and soon we tossed her off the balcony for good measure and got back to the festivities! Here's some party pics! (I think a certain gnome had waaay too much to drink...)

TIL spent some quality time in BT tonight... There's a bed and some chaise lounges and girlies come swarming at you when you enter. We pulled out the cask and had a party and then we fell over and saw there was a mirror on the ceiling!?!?

We had to make it past the obstacle course before we got to the fancy silk though. Grats TIL!

Our support group has made definite progress! With our resident therapist Dr. Arianne ("All problems can be tanked into oblivion") leading the way, we finally opened up to each other and confronted our emotional scars. Some of us just hurt, others have issues controlling their needs, and, well, some are just freakin' angry. But with a few group sessions we worked through the "Reliquary of Souls" methodology and emerged happier and healthier raiders with new shiny lewts! Grats to all!

Of course most of us still have issues with addiction...

So if a tree fails to fall on a demon, does he make a sound? This question has fired up many philosophers to their doom, but we finally have an answer! Of course we can't tell you (although we're bursting to do so!) because we promised the wisps... and well, you know how they are - showing up late and taking all the credit...

As for Archimonde, he's fallen permanently silent so he won't be talking either! Grats to the TiL team!

5, 4, 33333333333... Teron Gorefiend learned to his dismay that he has a ghost problem: silly spirits killing all his constructs. So cruel destroying the efforts of all his many years learning how to summon such intricate beings into existence... all ruined by madly clicking newly dead. The shame of it! If only he had a phone, he knows who he would call...

Congrats to the team on a fine kill!

With some deft choreography and a carefully planned entree, our troupe fought off the waves of impatient abominable critics to perform our magnificant coda. Azgalor then graced us with his swan song and perished! Now off to the Swan Lake of Eternity!

Doo doo de doo doo.. mananama... doo doo de doo! (mananama!)

We sang, we danced, our mana-nama was strong - and Kaz'Rogal couldn't keep the beat and died. Who knew that demons were vulnerable to the muppets?? Another great kill by our team!!

(brrrrriiing!)
...
Mananama!!!

Once again proving that pally tanks are haxors, the entire raid blinked and Lo! A new boss was defeated! The reaction was fast... 'Was that it??' and 'I didn't even get to use a mana pot yet...' quickly followed by 'oh hey! lewt!'.

And there was much rejoicing!

Alas still no EPIC Pants Of Gishomil... they remain elusive and have yet to drop. 'Just a myth' I'm told, but I believe...

...and my feet are wet! Do you know what cat and wind serpent and raptor (not to mention the Draenei) smell like when they're wet? Trust me... you don't want to know. A stiff breeze was enough to blow away all the problems though! Good job everyone!

When in trouble or in doubt, run in circles scream and shout! But mind the volcanoes, they are spicy! Supremus is no match for our guacamole! In other news, some hunters are so sneaky they use fire elementals as camouflage...

Infernals? Feh... they just land and sit still like on Prince, right? Right?!?! Uh oh, RUN FOR IT SCOOB! Many Scooby-Snacks for all in putting out the fires and using Raid on all the swarms!

Shortly after (or before) another Kael kill, the TIL team found themselves in Hyjal and shortly thereafter, found lewt! Isn't it great how that works?

Congrats to the team on their kill of Rage Winterchill.

Seriously, it's like the best secret ever. Drop a couple of banana peels and collect loot. It's brilliant! If only they had this kind of thing in EQ, bards would have been uber. Wait. Bards were already uber.

Congrats to the team on their kill of Kael.