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    Lance has played Alliance since he began playing World of Warcraft over ten years ago. PvP is his forte, with his stealthy 'little' Worgen rogue. He loves going in a wreaking havoc for all the ugly Orcs and Trolls and Goblins. Okay, the Blood Elves are pretty, but that's about it. With Pidge's Dwarf hunter, and Hunk's space-goat holy-tank, they have grown to make a name for themselves, on more than one server.

    Keith has been playing WoW for, oh, maybe a year or so now. It's a good stress relief, just like Shiro had always said it was. He's gotten pretty decent with all of the different races and classes, but his favorite is easily his Orc warrior. There's just something about bashing in a Gnome's skill with a giant club that is so... satisfying. He's nothing special in the game, and he knows it. He doesn't raid, doesn't PvP. But the occasional walk up RP is usually fun. So that's why it's pretty irritating when some stupid rogue starts following him around, trying to take him out. It's a struggle, punctuated with curse words and a little button mashing, but somehow he survives it. Now if only his older brother would come back over to Horde for a little while so they could play together again.

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    11 Sep 2018