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Hail to your bones mates! I am Grog your four foot professor of advanced flame throwing here to report to you in another edition of Grog’s Rants. In real life (RL) news my buxom bar wench is visiting relatives for the next week and I just finished finals! Huzzah! The man cave is sprawling with pizza boxes and empty red bull cans and I am just loving the putrid stench associated with much deserved free time. In Age of Conan news today the patches are getting smaller and I’m at level fifty I’m running out of things to do! Huzzah! Been watching the Saturday morning cartoons, I mean Warhammer videos from time to time. Basically, it’s me, my computer, my toy poodle (drink’n buddy.), and a rather large bottle of use your imagination this is a teen rated article. Exciting I know, when was the last time you looked at your room eh? See.

Did you mates know there’s this thing going on called an election? Twas news to me! So here I am finishing up some quests for some aristocrat in the Noble District when me roommates started bickering about this thing, called the election. On and on they went on in mortal combat ~ this mate said this and that mate said that. I couldn’t even remember why I was standing at the potion vendor ~ the mongrels were so distracting! I mean which one these politicians advocates drinking? Debauchery? Neither they said! Neither! What is this land coming to!? So I responded in my typically calm nature ~ THEN BY CROM, MAKE LIKE A PAID HARLOT AND LEAVE! They left and I happily continued running errands for the politicians in the Noble District. Hmmm.

So I see these haughty guild leaders sitting at the Serpent’s Head Inn surrounded by real player characters dancing in the nude for their master’s perusal. This phenomenon boggled my helm. Have you mates ever stumbled across what seems like a really fun guild and found out just the opposite? I think that most of us have and it dawned on me ~ maybe we are all taking each other a bit too seriously. I mean at what point does the role play cease and we just find ourselves kissing our guild superiors arses? Further, do we want to think about what our guild master’s arses really look like? It was astonishing to me. So I asked one of these unfortunate harlots, “What are you doing this for? Do you enjoy this?” And the wench explained that she would do anything for her guild leader and that this guild had brought much joy (Hehe ~ I said joy. Watch any Warhammer vids lately?) to her nightly gaming experience. So what does ol’ Grog know! To each his own by Mitra! But if you didn’t know, real live people dance in the nude in Age of Conan for hours. So there ya go ~ call it a perk I guess. But try not to think what those bouncing dancers look like in RL, just might ruin the experience for ye. Cheers*

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