Dispatch from Dun Morogh and Ironforge
What's happenin', World of WarCraft fans?
King Magni Bronzebeard of Dun Morogh and Ironforge here, to tell you Dwarf-lovin' dudes and dudettes what's goin' on in our neck of the woods, a/k/a beautiful downtown Irvine, California! Basically, gang, we just threw in the towel on that World of WarCraft movie deal thing. Three reasons: the bean-counters took too darn long, the Writers Guild went on strike (Bummer!), and don't get me started about the Oscars, man! I mean, they were soooooo boring, I fell asleep right here in my Throne Room! Took the Royal Guardsmen three days to wake me up afterwards, dudes!
But hey, guest-bloggin' here in Blackwolf's Diary of Magecraft makes everything really cool. You don't find a way cooler Wizard than the D-master, folks --- and frankly, I'm feelin' for the Mage of Talisker, man. That's why we figured he'd be off to report in to his Mistress, Queen Margaret of Scotland and the Isles, 'cause he knew that she'd wanna know what he was up to and stuff.
Well, I gotta get back to sittin' on my Royal Butt, and checkin' out my loyal subjects salutin' me and saying "Hail, King Bronzebeard!" and all that that implies. Catch ya later, fans!
Love,
Bronzie
King Magni Bronzebeard of Dun Morogh and Ironforge here, to tell you Dwarf-lovin' dudes and dudettes what's goin' on in our neck of the woods, a/k/a beautiful downtown Irvine, California! Basically, gang, we just threw in the towel on that World of WarCraft movie deal thing. Three reasons: the bean-counters took too darn long, the Writers Guild went on strike (Bummer!), and don't get me started about the Oscars, man! I mean, they were soooooo boring, I fell asleep right here in my Throne Room! Took the Royal Guardsmen three days to wake me up afterwards, dudes!
But hey, guest-bloggin' here in Blackwolf's Diary of Magecraft makes everything really cool. You don't find a way cooler Wizard than the D-master, folks --- and frankly, I'm feelin' for the Mage of Talisker, man. That's why we figured he'd be off to report in to his Mistress, Queen Margaret of Scotland and the Isles, 'cause he knew that she'd wanna know what he was up to and stuff.
Well, I gotta get back to sittin' on my Royal Butt, and checkin' out my loyal subjects salutin' me and saying "Hail, King Bronzebeard!" and all that that implies. Catch ya later, fans!
Love,
Bronzie
posted by Master Blackwolf | 10:16 AM
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