
Originally Posted by
Super Dickmann
Christ, those sidequests. Here I am, leagues underground, within a pocket dimension inhabited by troglodytes with zero contact with the outside world. it's been an expansion since I last saw a night elf. I walk to my new cave-dwelling na'vi friend. "Hey! How can I help?" I ask. She smirks ear to ear, lifting a baton shaped from night elf forum posts. "My life has been empty without Teldrassil." she intones as she sends me to water roots and pay my respects for the fucking tree. Terrified, I flee up to the surface, only for two weeks later to have Arator break down the doors to my hiding spot.
"Champion, we need the night elves to help reverse the Darkwell. Oh gosh, I hope they can forgive us for the tree."