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Stories and blogs about Hogit the Dwarf Warrior's adventures in the World of Warcraft.

November 9, 2018

Civilians of Azeroth

What are the Civilians of Azeroth?

The Civilians of Azeroth is an Alliance guild in the European RPPVP realms (Defias Brotherhood, etc) that started by the player Myula, moving on to me, Johnblake.

Currently there are no plans to make a Horde version, but perhaps in the future.

The guild’s purpose is for anyone who wishes to roleplay casually and simply, like a community for the guildless roleplayers or so to say.
The guild is currently not very well populated (3 players only…) due to lack of time for advertising it properly.

Within the guild itself, there is a group of friends who have their own personal group (The Wolff Clause) and have their own personal roleplays.

John Bishop Blake

Where are you going? Story Status

Sorry for the delays about John’s time away, currently on chapter 2 (Where are you going?).

I’ll write it when I can find the time for it, I can’t force the feeling to keep writing it right now.


Civilians of Azeroth

The Story of my Bones: Chapter of a Dead Man’s Bones

On that moment that Richard was left to die, something triggered in his soul, in his head, in his heart. A familiar feeling, of when he learned
as a child that his father wanted nothing to do with him or his mother.

Richard embraced his true nature he had kept from everyone and even himself for years, to ensure his survival. His body began to change into a crude, wicker creature. He had been taught by the Thornspeakers the ways of Drust druidism, at the age of 13 until he became 21 when he left them to pursue a sea lifestyle. And that’s how Richard lived that unfaithful day.

With a heart burning for revenge, he returned to Kul Tiras. He gathered a mighty crew and within 3 years he became a feared pirate captain.
He became rich with his plunders, but never once he turned his last eye from the thought… of revenge.

And he planned, and planned his return.

Civilians of Azeroth

The Story of my Bones: Chapter of the Sailor’s Bones

Rick was still nothing but a homeless hungry rat to everyone in town. But this time, he would do things right. He enlisted with the fleet,
becoming a sailor. He knew he was meant for the seas since his birth, and it was time to prove it to the world that he was not just some
lowly criminal, recklessly stealing some apples for survival.

Throughout this phase of his life, Richard also became obsessed with learning about his father. He knew he was the child of Galvyn Bones,
a famous pirate that would usually port in Freehold. And so he went to meet him.

Galvyn appeared to be quite interested in Richard during their meet up in a pub in Freehold. He had grown from the young 20 year old trying
to prove himself by passing himself as a cruel man, and felt horrible for leaving Raven and Richard to themselves. He claimed he tried
to find him later in Boralus, a few years back, but had not luck.

Galvyn then proposed Richard that he’d work for him. Richard refused for a few weeks until he became haunted by the thought of rejection
of his father if he kept refusing.

Until the age of 35, Richard did some work on the side for his father, while remaining a sailor for Kul Tiras. Everything was fine in his life.
When the day he, along with many others received a mission to attack the Horde at Theramore.

After a miracle, he left with only an eye missing, saved by Phineas Woods’ crew, a young man his age, Panksdon Moltcup.

He returned to Boralus after a long trip, only to realize that this isn’t the life he wanted for himself. He felt like a prisioner of the higher people. So he returned to Freehold and sailed to Booty Bay, a port where Phineas Woods would be around often, as he heard from Panksdon.

He begged to join their crew. Together they went on all kinds of adventures, even to go as far as murdering his own father who would attempt to
force him to join his crew, stealing his ship, becoming a captain himself and losing that ship, becoming just a buccaneer for Woods once more.

But he never regretted begging Woods to take him. Even when 7 years later, he was left to die at sea, on a plank by Panksdon himself.

Civilians of Azeroth

The Story of my Bones: Chapter of a Child’s Bones

This story is now about a Blake per say, but a family member of the long Blackoak tree. It is about Richard Bones, the pirate Captain.

Richard came to the world through with simple means. A child, long descendent from the Drust through the Bones family tree.
Born on the ship of his father, made him sure that the sea was the only life for him. That was his real home.

But for as long as he can remember, he was more like an orphan in the alleys of Boralus.

Galvyn Bones, a young captain in his 20s, saw no use for a child and cast away his wife, Raven, along with the infant.
She was forced to leave Freehold as well, and therefore went to Boralus, the grand capital of Kul Tiras. There, Raven found refuge with among others.

It was only a few years later that she perished, to hunger. There was many homeless people in Boralus, and Richard and his mother were no better than a few hungry rats without a home. He was only 9 when she passed away. But Richard was no fool.

He conquered the streets of Boralus, becoming a notorious thief — chasing only food and barely any money.
At the age of 13 he heard his calling: nature, the woods, the trees. He took a ferry to Drustvar and was not seen again until the age of 21, when he mysteriously showed up in Boralus once more.

November 1, 2018

John Bishop Blake

Where are you going? Pt. 1

It’s a cold morning, chilly enough to lift the hairs on one’s arms, the sky still quite dark and cloudy. Seagulls could be heard from a mile away; he was coming back.
John woke up, with a long ungroomed neckbeard, his eyes still begging to stay closed, but John knew he couldn’t go back to sleep, not now at least.
Not when his mind was haunted by words. “Where are you going?” were the last words Tal’anos said to him the three days before. Last words before he died.

Tal’anos and John hurried to the gryphonmaster. They flied over to Highmountain; as the Legion has been dealt with, everything was calmer and safer.
Their first stop was Thunder Totem. Iti’enne had gone there, that morning first thing, unknown reasons.
So it was the only place they could look for clues.

July 7, 2018

World of Warcraft

Pre-patch Pre-quests

After the quests to unlock the Artifact weapon’s full level (125), before the pre-patch’s release, these news started popping up on WoWHead:

When the first one was written, people claimed it was “Eh, expected, normal mode should be easy for fully mythic geared players!”.
And then, Mythic Argus, from the endraid Antorus, the Burning Throne was solo healed.

Blizzard needs to rethink whole game carefully before throwing in unchecked content. I believe there was a game out there, Tibia, Runescape or whatever, in which a player reached level 1k or what it was, and was then allowed to visit an island which had only general vendors and no actual content. Their reply was: “We didn’t think anyone would make it there!”.
They were wrong, and lazy for not bothering to create the content, and even worse for not connecting with the community, to know that there was a player ever so close and STREAMING his leveling experience.

In comparison, Blizzard needs to start getting some more Q&A employees to fully test things before putting it live, might as well employ those players who cleared that content like professionals!


John Bishop Blake

The Class is in Session Pt. 4

“Bring it on.” John replied with confidence.

Iti’enne told John to rest for the day, that tomorrow the trial would commence. John searched for Iti’enne in the morning, but he could not find him.
He was not at the Grove. He asked around, but no one was able to tell John where he was as no one else knew it either.
It had been a week since Iti’enned and John spoke at the Grove when finally someone showed up with news.

Tal’anos approached John during his meal time. He was eating a salad assortment of vegetables he had never tried before, courtesy of a druid whom had the dream
of becoming a chef.
“Hey, mon, ya not busy are ya? I must speak to ya.” Tal’anos interrupted John.
“I’m clearly busy, eating…” John replied, somewhat growling. Tal’anos cackled loudly, making the anyone near them, stare at the duo. “Can you not…” begged John.
“I bring news from da shan’do, mon.” Tal’anos finally spilled it.
“Iti’enne?” John asked eagerly putting aside the bowl of salad.
“Iti’enne.” said Tal’anos, with a more serious voice. “He be in trouble mon. We gotta help him, Jun” he started the explanation. “Iti’enne tasked some of us to get sum magical item… but
we were attacked ya see, and then I managed to escape… and Iti’enne told me to take ya with me, to help him would be your test!”.
“Well…” John began. “Let’s get going, then!” John exclaimed.

July 5, 2018

Civilians of Azeroth

Wanted Dead or Alive

As the days go by, a Stormwind Guard attaches a parchment paper from his stack of parchments on the noticeboard of Lakeshire Inn.

Click here to see the parchment.

June 26, 2018

John Bishop Blake

The Class is in Session Pt. 3

John heard a familiar voice calling from behind, as he dismounted the hippogryph he had taken to the Dreamgrove, Kel. “John Blake!” the voice started. “It’s good ta see ya mon, how long has it been?! Ya look thin! Ya eatin’ properly? Come, I have some kimchi for ya. Da night elves cook it good, did ya know?” the voice offered.

“Thanks, Tal’anos, but it’s fine. I’m not planning to stay much longer.” John replied to the voice. It was Tal’anos, a troll druid he had met prior to the events in the Broken Shore, in Moonglade whilst being trained by Naladrieth long ago.

“Do you know where Shan’do Iti’enne is?” John asked eager to see the teacher, to quickly leave the place.
It’s not that he didn’t want to see the Dreamgrove, but the reason why he was there and how it was imposed that he would be there frightened him.
“He should be by da studies where da moonkin’ used to teach young moonkin’.” Tal’anos replies.

John wasted no time. He ran downstairs, searching for Iti’enne. He was a very old night elven druid, rumors said he learned from Malfurion himself.
And there he was, reading a book in his chair. John approached him. Without lifting his eyes from the book he seemed to be focused on, he started to speak.
“Ishnu-allah, John.” he started. “I’m pleased you were able to come in such short notice.” he finished with a short smile in the corner of his mouth.

“Of course, Master. It’s not everyday that I’m threatened to lose my status.” John explained him. “You see John, you are lacking in progress.”.
“Progress?” John asked, to which Iti’enne replied “You see, boy, you can barely shapeshift. Tell me, what is the difference between your ability to transform your skin to be though as bark and – never mind. I’d like to set you on a journey to discover yourself.”.

“A journey to discover… myself?” John asked, frowning in fear. “Yes. Is it druidism the true path you which to follow? Is it your calling?” Iti’enne questioned. “Of course it is!” John replied.
“If it is, you will complete a small test. That is, if you which to remain one of us.” Iti’enne proposed.

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