In the middle of all this happy-running around yelling "awsooooommmeeee" (mrs dwism has a little film of me doing this), i stopped to think.
Don't you just hate when that happens? Thinking ruins too many awsome moments in life. This was one of those times.
Because here is the kicker: I do not think I'll ever roll a dwarf Warlock.
Ill just let that one sink in.
All my char slots are already filled out on hellscream. I do not have the space there to roll a dwarf warlock. And since my friends on other servers are all playing horde, I cannot fathom me rolling alliance on any other server. ever. Because, what would be the point? I have an ally guild that I am so very content with playing in, so the only reason to play on any server would be to play with RL friends.
Ain't that one of lifes little ironic kickers? I finally get the combo I've been yearning for, for years. And I can't play it!
The hell with it. My one Horde on hellscream is about to get preparred for a gender and race-change. More money to blizz, more dwarfs to me. Everyone is happy.