As of the past two, three months, I’ve had absolutely no activity in World of Warcraft for several reasons. One, my internet died for a month. Two, my subscription ended when I got my internet back. Three, I haven’t had the motivation enough to go and purchase a new card so I can play again. I’ve been listening to this album by Ars Arcana, called “The Savage Tongue.” It’s all instrumental stuff, basically. Some really epic pieces. The whole album I associate with playing my most recent character in World of Warcraft with, since I listened to the album extensively while playing on him.
Just listening to this makes me wonder what the hell has become of my realm, Steamwheedle Cartel. The place has probably become completely different. Everyone I knew as little infant level 1’s are probably epic’d out level 70’s. It pains me to think about some of the memories I had in game, especially while listening to this album by Ars Arcana. Long and the short of it is, World of Warcraft, to me, is unlike any other game. So much music I have, I associate with memories of points in my World of Warcraft timeline, and with certain characters, and events. I guess it’s just that powerful of a game at points. My life has been moving along quite well without World of Warcraft, but just as of recently, I’ve been itching to get back into the game.
Which, also raises the issue of my character. He’s been “dead” for many months, and suddenly comes back. I have an interesting story for his disappearance, but will anybody who cared about my character even care about him anymore? Will they even remember Tszuriel Candorfin, Sergeant of the Argent Dawn and zombie killer extraordinaire? Probably not. Maybe in my wishful thinking. But maybe a few will. Perhaps I will venture out tomorrow to purchase a 60 Day card and hop back into Azeroth, and resume my life as a Paladin.