That Darn Furbolg
Some 10,000 years ago
, revered mage of the
and a member of The Six who oversee
, negotiated an alliance between earthen, tauren, night elves, and a mysterious bear-man race who supposedly originated in
. The alliance proved successful against the Burning Legion for the time being. Over the years these bear-men, given the term furbolg, befriended the night elves and tauren. The night elves found nurturing allies in the furbolg as they were invaluable for their knowledge of the moonlit forests. However, the Burning Legion would not let this truce go unhindered for long.
Our blog entry today deals with the furbolg. I bet a lot of you have seen them in-game, whether you recognized them or not. Through time, I have learned to appreciate some of the finer points of lore and I think these creatures are simply fascinating. Some of you may be curious about what a furbolg is and why exactly I am obsessed with them. Well, who cares!
THEY HAVE FUR AND CLAWS!
Dear Wowhead... (Episode 7)
Welcome back, dear readers! My sincere thanks for the flood of letters I received this week. I'm looking forward to answering as many as I can!
My father lost his job and we moved to Kharanos in Dun Morogh where he found a job as an engineer. Normally this is a good thing, but I'm a human and all the Dwarves and Gnomes live there. I also have to go to a previously all dwarf and gnome private school so I can take classes in engineering.
I always get picked on in class, the gnomes keep calling me tall and the dwarves always call me sober. The lunches there are disgusting, they serve Darkmoon Special Reserve Surprise Monday - Thursday, and we have Mechanical Squirrel Soup Fridays. I just can't fit in at this school. I need your help!!!!
Lonely in Kharanos
Dear Wowhead... Delayed!
Welcome back, dear readers! It seems as though you're going to have to go without your fix today...for what should I find when I sat down at my writing desk, but...an empty mailbox?
That's right, I haven't received any letters for a full two weeks! How do I offer advice if no one asks for it? How can I provied the beautiful gift of my wisdom and discretion to the world, without letters to answer? The way things have been going, you'd think I was a nosy busybody who's always getting involved in other peoples' business!
If you would like to see your letter featured on Dear Wowhead, simply send a note to email@example.com with "Dear Wowhead" in the subject, and your question may be chosen for the column. If there are enough letters, I may be able to answer two a week!
Please do NOT ask your questions in the comments. What fun is it if everyone gets to read them early?
Dear Wowhead... (Episode 6)
Welcome back, dear readers! Today we have a letter from a dear friend of mine out in the Crossroads—the names have been changed to protect the people involved!
Lately, I have been having urges.... strong urges. When did I start getting these urges? A couple days ago my friends were hanging around
, who is the main supplier of Herbs in
. What I noticed that was strange about my friends was that they had bought some
s, and they were offering it to me. Always being a team player, I tried it.
Now, I am addicted. I can't stop. I try to stop, and I just end up doing something drastic or unpleasant. I found out yesterday that in my rage to get more, I had beaten my
!! Please, help me. I am a wreck... I need help! What do I do? HELP!!!
Dear Wowhead... (Episode 5)
Welcome back, dear friends! Today we have a letter from one of my colleagues in Silvermoon City. Perhaps we can help our mutual friend here with a problem of a...personal nature. Read on!
My name is Emeline Foxfire, and I'm an initiate of the Blood Knights here in Silvermoon. Me and my husband, Colin, have been Initiates together for what seems like forever! He's my everything, and I don't know what I'd do without him. Many are the days I fondly remember training with him. We'd tap mana crystals together, and then – my favorite – we'd
the energy from some unsuspecting fool. Those were the days!
The trouble is, ever since those crazy adventurers infiltrated the Isle of Quel'danas, and the Sunwell was restored, well...my husband isn't interested in
ing anymore. Oh sure, we'll have the occasional
, but without the
, it's just not the same! It's like he just wants to get it over with as fast as possible – he doesn't take his
I don't know what to do, Malgayne! I'm at my wit's end. What do you recommend?
Diabolocles, Tormentor of Children!
This post was from a user who has deleted their account.
Dear Wowhead... (Episode 4)
Kindly forgive my lateness this week, dear readers! An unavoidable change of plans saw me making a quick flight back to Silvermoon City, many miles away from my usual writing desk here at the Legerdemain Lounge. Perhaps I'm in need of a letter to Miss Manners myself!
In any case, I have returned, and today I have a letter that comes to us postmarked from the Eastvale Logging Camp. Here goes:
I am a human paladin speaking for – believe it or not – a murloc from Elwynn Forest. While walking along one day, helping a young adventurer, I realized a murloc was talking to me! Anyway, on to the story. He says that his egg-mate recently left to go to another village, and he is heart-broken. He won't take my advice, but maybe he'll take yours.
Bigghammer and a Murloc
Dear Wowhead... (Episode 3)
The Wowhead advice column returns this week with a letter that comes to us from Tinker Town!
For generations my family has been some of Gnomeregan's finest engineers, inventors and demolitions experts. My Great-grandfather was the inventor of the indispensable Polyphonic Sub-Range Anaylyzer! I know right?!
But lately, my thoughts have wandered from electro-spanners and thorium plated thermal adjusters. I have desires... DARK desires. Why, just the other day I was in my father's work shop helping him reconfigure the micro-cog agitator matrix of his spectral reinstantiator when I started thinking how great it would be if I could "summon" forth some worker to walk in from the void and do the work for me.
Aren't Gnomes supposed to be engineers? All this fanciful arcane fascination with fallen magics is wrong isn't it?
Dear Wowhead... (Episode 2)
Welcome back to the Wowhead advice column!
Our next question comes to us from the smoky halls of Ironforge! Looks like our friend here is having some romantic troubles...I've included a translation from the original Dwarfish, for those who don't speak the language.
Ah howz does Ah put dis? Ah am a middle aged Dwarf. Ahms purty typical fer me race. Ah lufs anyting wif a blunt head on nit. Ah lufs to dig up minerals uf all kinds. Ah has tha obligatury riding ram (thumpur), Anz ah likes ta smush up anyz kinz of orc, trollz and udder hordz type beinz. But ta udder weeks whilst clearing outs tha
wit me budz. Ah fellz smitten in lufs wits a bloodelfs lass named
Grand Magus Telestra
. Now ins ah knows dis is a bad ting. Fer mah mates hast toldz me dat day wuldz not be a putting ups wit me companys agin if-in ah didz pursue dis line of me tinkin. Howz canz dis be? Ah knowz ahm a dwarfs anz dis is unaturals, Butz ah kentz heps it. Shez jus luuks so durned cutes in dat liddle red winters hats! Itz wuz luf et furst sights. Wuldz be wrongz fer mah ta sayz ta hecks wit me budz
Dress to Impress - Winter Veil Edition
Season's greetings, everyone! Yes, it's that time of year again. Another great reason to dress up and look, feel, and be merry. This week we have the latest trend in fashion—
! A delightful combination of fine firs, combined with smooth, delectable velvet.
Unfortunately, the Winter Collection this year is going fast! If
having a hard time finding that perfect piece to complement your winter ensemble, never fear! I have all the answers you seek
. Stay tuned!
Dear Wowhead... (Episode 1)
That's right, boys and girls! Welcome to "Dear Wowhead", the advice column for Wowhead users!
If all goes well we should be able to make this a regular column.
Our first letter comes to us directly from the Rogue's Quarter, deep underneath Lordaeron!
I'm a member of the Forsaken. I live in the southeastern quarter of the Undercity, in a small alcove with six other dead people. Unfortunately, on the day that Undertaker Mordo recovered me from my grave, I was the only one raised. My family wasn't raised with me.
This Winter Veil will be the first time I've ever celebrated the holiday alone. How do you cope with loneliness? How can I honor my family background, without living in the past?
Lonely For The Holidays
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