At the edge

Dear diary,

Having a terribly busy week with problematic initiates… Snapshots will be irregular till next week.

Yes, I am aware that it’s mostly Howling Fjord in the picture.

Signing off,
Arthas

Publicity shot.

Dear diary,

I almost detect a smug smile in her gaze upon Malygos’s scripted defeat.

Signing off,
Arthas

Should have geared an umbrella.

Dear diary,

Our picnic this week was in the strange realm of fungus–Sporeggar. I imagine most went expecting meals of mushroom and other edible fungi from the local sporelings, however their dishes consisted largely of fish, crustacean and blue meat. Apparently the towering mushrooms don’t make for good eating at all, and the more appetizing smaller species are getting hard to find so they’ve resorted to more fishing, trapping and hunting.

Food: 7.5/10
Atmosphere: 8/10
Hospitality: 10/10

I just hope that tangy blue meat we had was hydra and not naga…

Signing off,
Arthas

As far as creeping up and stomping on grounded players is involved…

Dear diary,

Why Navarius even bothered making footwear for Thrym has eluded me so far. I am quite sure all that Borean leather could have been put to much better use.

Signing off,
Arthas

What’s cooking?

Dear diary,

While the Ruby Dragonshrine does prove a delightful contrast of color, the smog from freshly burnt dragon flesh is something one would like to avoid…

Signing off,
Arthas

Quite a scenic dam

Dear diary,

This will have to go down in the suggestion box for picnic sites.

Signing off,
Arthas

Not really getting the cube trees.

Dear diary,

For now, I think this’ll be the closest I can get to Silvermoon City.

Signing off,
Arthas

Meh.

Dear diary,

This next picture should give you an idea of where the most recent picnic was held. I did not fancy going this time, but Stormrage assured most there that even the fel powers take time off during Tuesday maintenance.

Signing off,
Arthas

Crawling with all shorts of shady figures.

Dear diary,

I really dislike goblins. Sneaky bootlickers. Last one I had the ill fate to run into tried to make off with my weapon for some kind of lighting system.

This was taken shortly before one week’s picnic.

Signing off,
Arthas

My eyes!

Dear diary,

If ever one needed a tan of some kind in our freezing weather, Crystalsong Forest would be the place to go. Pay no heed to the potentially lethal levels of radiation.

Signing off,
Arthas

And they’re already big on blue.

Dear diary,

I am suddenly extremely jealous of the titan’s beautiful architecture as presented in Ulduar (we were given a tour around it this Tuesday’s maintenance time). Would have much rather discovered theirs before the spiderlords’ to adapt.

Signing off,
Arthas

Back on more familiar ground…

Dear diary,

Too much Grizzly Hills can result in severe hay fever. Never been so glad to get back to cold weather again.

Signing off,
Arthas

Pie is good.

Dear diary,

Looks like my prolonged absence from Icecrown did not unnoticed despite not even having a regular presence in dreaded raid content. The powers that be oh-so-gently reminded me of commitments awaiting back home–now amassed to the form of a document pile Mount Hyjal of sorts in my chambers.

So after much negotiation here and there, some legal threats tossed around the table and pie, I managed to get some time off squeezed into the hectic schedule planned ahead.

So… that aside, here’s one shot from one of my ‘legal’ trips out.

Getting here this time ’round was only possible after obtaining an Orb of the Sin’dorei.

Signing off,
Arthas

Among ruins.

Dear diary,

Even a fallen empire can look good.

Signing off,
Arthas

This isn’t Norway.

Dear diary,

A quiet cruise above the mists of Howling Fjord and the scent of fresh succulent pine. Very invigorating to the senses.

Signing off,
Arthas

The Hijack.

Dear diary,

SUCCESS!!! Had to sacrfice a day’s picnic, but it was the only way to sneak into the Argent Tournament stables and snitch a hippogryph. Yes, that is me on it. Had to destroy the ghoul who helped take the shot shortly after.

So I head off to the Basin for a quick spin around after that. Will be back with more shots soon! Weee!

Signing off,
Arthas

Progress to come

Dear diary,

While taking in the sights and sounds of the Argent Tournament again, I spotted a likely candidate as a mount. I will post a picture if successful in obtaining it later.

If that works out well, this will be the last photograph of Icecrown in a while! Wish me luck.

Signing off,
Arthas

This place is familiar.

Dear diary,

Finally picnics again as usual. Wasn’t too sure of the location till good old Illy snarled the venue to me.

Winterspring.

Why, oh why a snowy place? Haven’t most of them gotten their fair share of cold from Northrend already? I was grumpy, to say the least. However the goblins were giving out a special brew that cheered me up a little. Kungaloosh. Wonderful drink! They say it originates from somewhere in Northrend. I shall have to learn to make this.

Other than that. Cold. Frozen tacos. And snow. And more crazy blue dragons. Argh.

Signing off,
Arthas

Passed the first test

Dear diary,

Another little walk around. This time I was trying out my disguise on the outskirts of the Argent Tournament. It was a success, save the annoying goblin vendors who kept trying to shove tabards my way. I think I’m quite ready to venture into other zones with this now. Will need at the very least a land mount just so I’m not trudging all the way around Northrend.

Ah yes, and a picture to follow:

I’m actually rather fond of these little guys.

Signing off,
Arthas

Dear diary,

A little stroll rewarded me with this little picture of home. While the whole place has been constructed to instill a sense of foreboding doom onto some, it’s still worth marveling.

Signing off,
Arthas