I don't know why it is I gotta play Tamastara. It's not that I want to play a mage, because I have a mage on Uldum & it's just not the same feeling. It's not that I want to be 70+, as we saw with poor Minionette. I don't know what it is. It's not just the evil laugh or the bony elbows.
Every other toon I have is just a character that I have. For whatever reason all the things Tamastara does matter more to me than any of my other characters.
Maybe I need professional help.
Being all alone at odd hours, I get a decent amount of pvp. Leveling my mage on Uldum has kind of screwed me a little, because when push comes to shove I can't always remember that I'M FROST, HELLO. So here I am hitting Blast Wave- oh wait.
I think if I only played Tamastara all the time, it would all come back to me. But even now I get stuck. By 70 I've got so much shit I can use but I can't remember where the hell I put it & the OCD part of my psyche freaks out even more because I'm fairly certain I'm not using it in the most efficient order & then I can't think because it's making so much noise. My therapist says it comes from not feeling safe as a child. Well, fuck.
The first time it was because they were beating on a nearby warlock so I joined in. Naturally by the time I realized that Corruption & Curse of Agony will make it difficult to sheep & so I finally got a Frostbolt off, the lock was dead & I was alone with a warrior & a pally.
Not one of my more popular fantasies.
Needless to say, I got dursted & I'd probably spent most of the engaged time (like, 3 seconds out of 5) trying to remember where the hell I'd bound everything.
The last few times my newfound friends got me I realized that they were anticipating my location by the questline I was on, & that pissed me off. I mean, it wasn't like we were doing the same quests; they were deliberately lying in wait for me. I put up some decent fight at the end but I can't kill a warrior with a pally healing him. And I can't sheep a pally with DoTs on her. And that warlock was on the same questline.
I don't know anything about DKs, which explains why I was willing to stand inside her anti-magic thingy & wonder why she wasn't getting hurt. Frankly, the fact that there are so many damn DKs running around is probably good reason to roll one myself so I can learn what those 5 million direct damage, instant cast, self healing spells they have are. Fuckers. I hate DKs.
NERF DEATH KNIGHTS.
I figure I'll level a DK after I get Tamastara to 80. I can only do so many different things at once. I have the mage & priest on Uldum, & Tamastara here. And all this fishing.
I buried her at one of my favorite hiking spots.
I made Channon log on to make me a 2nd bank tab because all the herbs & fish wouldn't fit in my own bank & I didn't want to make a mule. Because when I make mules I forget what they have on them.
"That's because FFxi needed to become better," I said. "WoW is already a great game & the expansion doesn't change the game, only adds more content, making it the same game, with more stuff." I had probably imbibed a significant amount of tequila that night (probably; I'm just guessing, randomly). And that guy still comes in & sits on my bar. He must be really understanding.
I joined a PUG for Azjol Nerub. I did the same for Nexus too. I've had pretty good luck with PUGs; maybe I just bachi'd myself by saying that.
And then there's pvp with level 80 OP classes, who seem to like to hang out at Emerald Dragonshrine. First there was the DK, & then there was the Hunter. I can't learn very much from this. But that DK must have sucked because I got him under 60% before I died. I was 75.
And then it was Christmas.
I have more screenshots, but I think that's enough for now. Tamastara is currently 77 in the Grizzly Hills, enjoying the clean air & good fishing. It may be awhile before I hit 80. But I'm having fun.