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Tuesday Downtime Update

Posted in WoW Observations with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 20, 2009 by Mark Pannell

So, I’ve barely been writing lately. Real life has a tendency of doing that. I’ve had ideas for posts running through my mind for the last couple weeks, but every time I sit down to write, something else takes precedence. I quickly realized that this bad boy ran the risk of disappearing into obscurity. Not gonna happen, people!

When the servers finally come back up sometime this month, Patch 3.0.8 will be live. My first official act as a 3.0.8 World of Warcrafter will be to buy Devv’s Mechanostriders, eeking closer to the Leading the Calvary achievement. That will take all of five minutes. Then, she’ll be nestled cozily in Ironforge yet again as her big brother Predatore continues his journey to 80. I’m not sure when the paradigm shift occurred, but somewhere along the way, I fell in love with playing a Death Knight.

Poor old Devv is still 72 as Predatore inches closer to endgame, sitting at 78 as of this writing. The levels really started dinging once all of my toons were successfully transferred to Garrosh. P.S. – all of the links on the Armory page are now updated to reflect my new realm. Anyhow, now that I’m on a lower population server, I’m able to accomplish a lot more in a couple hours than I used to. On Silvermoon, I could usually expect an hour+ queue time only to be thrown into a mosh pit of mob ninjas, hoping to miraculously tap one or six to complete a couple quests before calling it a night. Ahh, serenity.

Making the jump to Garrosh was a lot smoother in the company of friends. Although I never officially joined Creative Anarchy, I know a lot of the guys in real life. So when Darkasm, Horgath, and Lotusdark announced that they were making the jump, I knew the time was right. Initially named The D Bags, our newly-created guild apparently received a complaint about the name very early in our existence. So, we are currently without a name as we wait on Blizzard to approve one of five names that we had to submit to them for their approval. Yeah.

I went through a brief period when I really wasn’t enjoying the game anymore. But now that I’m in the company of talented players around the same level as my main, it’s getting fun again. Despite the fact that Predatore is sitting on 80’s doorstep, I’m sure it will be Devv who sees the most endgame content eventually. Last night, Deathfright and Devv ran Torgath through Hellfire Ramparts and Blood Furnace. Believe it or not, I actually died once. Anyhow, it was exhilarating to be back in an instance with the old girl, even if it was little more than a footrace. What surprised me is how quickly I forgot how to play my class. When my spells grayed out, it took me a moment to realize that I was out of mana. Mana?!? What’s that?

Another thing that’s adding enjoyment to the game for me is leveling professions. I always enjoyed it on my way to 70 and this time is no different. Predatore quickly leveled Herbalism to 450 and Inscription isn’t far behind at 443. Whenever he picks up Frostweave, it’s promptly mailed to Devv. Her Tailoring is only at 393 with Mining just beyond that at 401. But that’s not too bad considering she still hasn’t left the Northrend starting zones. I’m getting kinda pumped to make 20-slot bags and Flying Carpets, so I’ll probably head out and grind some humanoids with her before too long. Professions have always added another dimension to the game for me. Some people see it as a grind. For me, it adds more value for my money.

That’s all for now, kiddos. I’ll be back again soon. I promise. Well, sooner than last time. Maybe next time around, I’ll have a guild name to share. I have a feeling Blizzard will shoot down “First Name Banned” and “Offensive Guild Name,” deferring to one of our three less controversial offerings. We’ll see.

Herbalism for Inscriptionists… or Scribes… or Whatever

Posted in Screenshots, WoW Observations with tags , , , , , on December 30, 2008 by Mark Pannell

Yes, I’m back peoples. Sorry I haven’t written in a while, but I’ve been on vacation. I know that sounds counter intuitive, but I’ve been too lazy to write. I’ve got a nice post coming about my leveling adventures, reputation grinds in Northrend, and my never-ending pursuit of achievements. But before I post that clusterhump of a diatribe, I wanted to share some goodies with you. If you’re an Herbalist, I’m sure you’ve seen the mad dash toward herb nodes all across Northrend. If you’re also an Alchemist, you need specific herbs to make your wares. But if you’re an Inscriptionist (this is the horse I’m betting on, so sue me if you wanna call ’em Scribes), any old Northrend herbs will mill to Azure Pigment and Icy Pigment.

When you stumble upon half a dozen nodes of the same herb in a relatively small space, it’s pretty exciting for an Herbalist/Inscriptionist. The problem at the time was that the herbs in question were Tiger Lily, which required a skill level of 400 in Herbalism to gather them. When I first hit Borean Tundra, my skill level was somewhere south of 400. So, when I came across the motherlode of Tiger Lily surrounding Lake Kum’uya, I could do nothing but drool at the possibilities. I eventually wrapped up my questing in the zone, moved into Dragonblight, leveled to 73, then moved on to Grizzly Hills. At some point, my Herbalism capped out at 450 and Inscription hit 400. Before digging into heavy questing in Grizzly Hills, I decided to head back to Valiance Keep to have a chat with the Inscription trainer. Rather than blow over 1G on flying, I decided to ride back, gathering herbs as I traveled. Somewhere around Star’s Rest in Dragonblight, I considered scrapping the idea and flying the rest of the way. But I didn’t. As I cruised across Borean Tundra, I gathered a Goldclover here and there. Then, I approached Lake Kum’uya from the south. Little gold dots started popping up like acne on the face of a teenager with a Hershey bar addiction. Mother… of… pearl! I’d forgotten about that place.

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The screenshot above shows my secret spot in the red circle. Yesterday, in about an hour,  I gathered 90 Tiger Lily, 52 Dreadnettle, 33 Crystalized Life, and 4 Frost Lotus. Keep in mind that the Dreadnettle is millable to the same pigments, so it’s really like two song lap dance for the price of one night at the strip club. I don’t mean that in a sexist way. In fact, I’ve never been the beneficiary of that bargain. But if you’re taking your soon-to-be-married buddy to the nudie bar to show him one last good time, that’s the night to do it… dollar for dollar. Where was I? Herbs. Right! As yet another added bonus, Loot Crazed Divers will attack you while you’re gathering. Why is this a benefit? Because those mofos drop Nesingwary Lackey Ears like they’re hot. Turn in 15 of those for the repeatable “Can’t Get Ear-nough…” quest and you’ve got yourself 150 reputation with Cenarion Expedition and a Blessing of D.E.H.T.A. Plus, they’ve got an 18% drop rate for Frostweave Cloth.

One final word of wisdom. If you happen to be playing on Silvermoon-US and see a Death Knight named Predatore gathering  Tiger Lily from around the lake, take a step away from the area. It’s been bugged lately. According to Blizzard, my account is one of only a handful of accounts which are not succeptible to random disconnects when farming these herbs at certain times. Just stand back and let me gather all of the Tiger Lily in the area. I don’t actually need them for anything, I’m just doing a service to my fellow players. As soon as I’ve gathered up all of the bugged herbs and it’s safe for you to gather again, I’ll give you a sign. It may be as subtle as “Predatore laughs at you,” but you’ll know it when you see it. So long, suckers!

Familiar Faces, Familiar Places

Posted in WoW Observations with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on December 13, 2008 by Mark Pannell

Let me start by saying F Northrend. That’s right! Screw that place. While the graphics are certainly better and the quests are superior, I’ve had enough of the latency on the technical side and the mob ninjas on the human side. I’m not in any huge rush to get to 80, so Northrend doesn’t hold any magical key for me at the moment. Our GM is only at level 74, so I’m not feeling any real pressure. Yeah, by the way, I made my way into a new guild. I guess that’s as good a place to start as any.

I rarely respond to guild recruitment messages unless I’m on an alt who happens to be without a guild at the time. But there was something a little different about a message that Stormblaze posted. His description of his guild was exactly what I was looking for: mature, fun, and casual. More importantly, no words were misspelled and all of his capitalization and punctuation were correct. I knew this was the guild for me. After a couple weeks of membership, I’d have to agree that the guild is exactly as advertised. In my short time playing WoW, my multiple toons have been in many guilds. Sadly, in most guilds that I’ve been in, gchat is usually little more than fart and dick jokes, noob-calling, and QQ accusations. Who the hell invented “QQ” anyhow? That got played out with a quickness. Anyhow, Devv and Arpeggio have found a happy home in the Stormwind Guardians. If I miss the fart and dick jokes or want to be called a noob or told to QQ more, I log into Predatore. His guild will remain nameless… and in the rear view mirror soon.

Where was I? Ah, yes… familiarity. In lieu of questing in Northrend, I’ve been spending some quality time in Outlands. And for the record, I don’t care if you call it “Outland” or “Outlands.” Even Blizzard employees have referred to it as both, so take a sedative and leave my “s” alone. Anyhow, Predatore is dinging like a grandfather clock at midnight, cruising to level 66 since his creation one month ago today. That’s right, folks. Wrath has been out for exactly one month today. When Devv was leveling through Outlands, she required help from at least one other toon to take down the various elites along the way. Predatore, on the other hand, has soloed every single elite that he’s encountered. Even elites that are a level higher have posed few problems once I worked out the proper attack rotation. Along the way, my Human DK has leveled Herbalism to 375/375 and Inscription to 360/375.

When Predatore is accumulating rested XP in one of the many fine inns of Outlands, Devv is grinding rep with Sporeggar. I had initially decided to wait until level 80 to go back and grind out the Naga slaughter. But then I remembered that the pattern for Mycah’s Botanical Bag only required Revered with the funny-looking little swamp-dwellers. Since Predatore’s bags are constantly filled to capacity with herbs, the reward more than justifies the investment in time.  The old girl is at about 5500/12000 through Honored and the Naga bodies keep dropping. While she’s grinding it out, she’s also killing the cooldown for Primal Mooncloth. The four pieces required to make the massive Herbalism bag will take just shy of two weeks. By then, Predatore should have dinged 70. As he is also boycotting Northrend until at least the new year, he’ll be sent back to the mainland to gather lower level herbs for profit. With students from elementary school through college off for most of the tail end of December, many will be power-leveling Inscription. It seems like the ideal time to take advantage of the market and make a little gold for a flying mount for ol’ blue eyes.

So, we’ve covered the familiar places. But the more exciting part for me is the familiar faces, one in particular. I’ve gotten to a point where I pay very little attention to my chat box. It sits nestled in the lower left hand corner of my screen and I rarely look at it. So, I apparently missed the “Kotasky has come online” message when I was cleaning out some bank slots. The first indication that she was online was a whispered, “Boo!” If you’re playing along at home, Kotasky and Devv were two-thirds of the founding members of my former guild, Cool Kids. A fellow female Draenei Mage, K and Devv did about a third of their leveling to 60 together. Last month, K went into semi-retirement. When her paid time expired, she didn’t renew. She said she would be back when she could get a new computer, but nobody knew for sure when that would be. I was pleasantly surprised that she was back sooner than I had expected. I was also happy to discover that she had created a Death Knight, cleverly named Kotaski. The old duo could finally do some questing together again.

The time that I’ve spent questing with K this past week has reminded me that the social aspect of WoW was a huge part of my attraction to the game in the first place. I’ll never forget following Kotasky through Tanaris on our Elekks. She always trotted in a straight line to her destination, oblivious to the mobs gathering around her. By the time we got back to Gadgetzan to turn in our quests, she had trained half of the population of Tanaris across the desert. Somewhere, I have some screenshots of the mayhem. I had always carefully weaved my way through the minefields of mobs before meeting Kotasky. Ever since then, I’ve plowed right through just like my fearless friend. I’ve gotta say, in general, it’s a much more efficient way to travel. There will be those times when a mob stuns you off your mount and a corpse run becomes inevitable. But by and large, she had the right idea.

So, Wrath of the Lich King has definitely renewed my interest in the game. And I’ve barely spent any time in Northrend. How weird is that? I’m sure that I’ll fall in love with the continent when things calm down a bit. But for now, I’m happy in Outlands. Part of it is the newness of slaughtering mobs en masse in a way that I never could do as a clothie. I think Devv is living vicariously through Predatore. But the other part is the human aspect. Between a guild that I truly enjoy and the ability to spend time with an old friend, nothing seems like a grind anymore. This game has made me realize that I’m a very goal-oriented person. I love leveling professions to the max. I get excited as I close in on Exalted with different factions. And I can’t go to bed if I’m five bubbles or less from the next level. I’m always after that dangling carrot. Blizzard might do a lot of things wrong, but they get how to make this game addictive. For all of the server down time, screwed up mail system, and frustrating nerfs, we keep coming back for more, money in hand. I’m sure other realms are slightly different, but experiences are probably pretty similar across the board. For me, the familiar faces and places of Silvermoon-US more than justify my monthly investment. And if you’re reading this, K…. welcome back!

Oblivious to the Irony

Posted in WoW Observations with tags , , , , , on November 30, 2008 by Mark Pannell

Predatore the Death Knight rides atop his ghastly steed. There is no emotion in his glowing blue eyes nor in his empty soul. Every ounce of this being is defined by the destruction that he deals; the carnage that he brings. He gallops across an empty field. His next victims are taking the last breaths of their lives. They just don’t know it yet. Everything in his field of view narrows to throbbing shades of blood red as tunnel vision sets in. Nothing stands between him and his next kill except a patch of land that shrinks with every stride of his mount. He glances to the left to ensure that his murderous rampage will be a solo affair. He glances to the right and fixes his gaze on an object sparkling a few yards away. “Oooh! Purple Lotus!”  He yanks hard on the reins, bringing his steed to a screeching halt. He dismounts and hustles over to the bloom, plucks it from the earth, and carefully tucks it into his backpack. He giggles to himself as he summons his Deathcharger and thinks about the glyph he’s going to make when he mills a few more of those Purple Lotus blooms first into pigment, then into ink. A grizzly scene, right?

It’s not every day that you hear about a mass murderer who enjoyed quilting. The Associated Press rarely break stories about suicide bombers who did a little scrapbooking in their free time. Why? Because killing people en masse isn’t really conducive to crafty hobbies. But when we hear about a Death Knight Herbalist or a Warlock Tailor, we don’t bat an eye. Think about that for a second. Borne of the undead and created for destruction, the Death Knight is a killing machine by design. Yet none of us has any problem with the irony involved. Nice.

The old flower-gatherer has his Herbalism up to 300, but he got writer’s cramp and took a break from Inscription at 215. The fundamental problem with leveling both professions from the ground up is that Herbalism levels so much quicker than Inscription. Predatore can currently be found galloping about Swamp of Sorrows, searching for any plants that mill to Violet Pigment. All of these herbs have already faded to grey on the Herbalism side, but I need enough to make another 35 Celestial Ink before I can move onto the next zone. I’m getting really anxious to get Inscription up to 300 so I can resume leveling Predatore himself in Hellfire Peninsula. As it stands, Devv has been footing the bill for all of the parchment and training, but the old girl is down to about 150G. If Predatore can’t start paying the bills soon, every toon on the roster is going to be broke. Nothing like a menacing, murderous Death Knight who depends on his sugar momma to send him money so he can learn how to pick flowers and write letters.