Still feeling fresh and giddy at level 40, I felt no need to immediately begin leveling again, so I opted to knock out a couple more fires and do a little torch tossing for fun. Then, I decided to do something really stupid: go steal the fire from the heart of the orcish capital city.
Dear sweet, Quetzalcoatl! What began as a quick sojourn into the heart of darkness became a war of attrition as I claimed 50 yards of space with every life spent along my own personal Trail of Tears. I would resurrect 30 yards from my body...apparently the maximum, immediate enter combat mode, 'blink' forward and gain 20 yards...then it was usually getting one-shot in under two seconds and a 3-5 minute run back. After 3 such deaths, I made it inside the city gates. After another 10, the flame was mine! Can't wait to try the Undercity of the Undead! Oh, wait. Yes, I can.
About this time I heard from Jacob: he had just finished every last thing for the summer festival. Yeesh! Forty levels makes a difference, it seems. I offered my congratulations and noted to myself it was time to get back on the level track.
I alternated between Booty Bay and Gadgetzan to complete a few quests that were now attemptable, most of which involved slaughtering nagas, trolls, gorillas, bandits, and trolls. (There was a LOT of trolls.) Along the way at some point, I hit level 41 and finished a third of the way into the next level.
Game time was shortened to get the wife set up with Netflix(tm).
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