Hit level 58 while finishing a few final quests in the Eastern Plaguelands. I returned to Ironforge and decided "what the hell"- I'll train up all of the stupid skills I've been sitting on that should be bumped up. That was about 50 gold and change. Then I said to myself "Hey, let's hit the AH just to see if there's a better axe or something or maybe some armor got a little cheaper." That's when the floor fell out of my personal universe.
The BiS Hunter gun, Dwarven Cannon, normally sells for three to four hundred gold. Someone had just listed one with a 220g buyout. I hit that 'buy' button so hard, so keyboard buckled. Add about tree fiddy for a scope and I'm sitting below fifteen gold. YIKES!
At this point panic mode sets in. I don't NEED gold-- in fact there's about 25 sitting idly on my bank alt, Hiddenpocket, but something primal kicked in and I decided I NEEDED MONEY NOW, presumably to keep from starving to death or something. For the billionth time I cursed myself for dropping Skinning, and decided to play to my strengths.
I lacked the capital to effectively corner a market or flip rare mats and I haven't been paying enough attention to ancillary markets to know what particular mats are needed for what potions or enchantments. By god, I'd do this old school and farm some freakin' metal. There's a reason I've kept mining all this time. Well, the promise of profit and my sheer mule-headedness.
I'd pick picking nodes here and there where I could find them in EPL, but they were sparse. It's a well-populated zone. Winterspring was simply nightmarish to navigate AND it was covered with people. So I needed a high-level zone no one cared about.
Holy crap. I knew one. SILITHUS! Prime time on Saturday and just four players were there-- cloth types that were farming elementals. I grinned and took to the skies. Let's see what fortunes may await...
From the FP I fell north into a hidden elite mob. Hilarity ensued. Within 5 minutes I had found my first arcane crystal, worth 40g or so on the marketplace. Things were looking up. As I circled around the zone, I felt as though I had stumbled into a secret area granted only to a privileged few. The mobs were in the upper 50s so when I bothered to fight, the xp was rewarding. I tucked into tunnels when I felt as though my pet would be able to buy me at least 2 hits on a rich vein of thorium. As I explored, I learned what dives were ok to recover from and which would involve earning a 10 minute timeout. This was somewhat compounded when I discovered there was no place to repair gear in Silithus. The blacksmith isn't added until the quests are added in later. Terrific.
I paused to try my luck with some air elementals, since Essences were always consistent sellers. I've had streaks of bad luck before, but 20 in a row dropped absolutely nothing. A check on the forums shows that I wasn't the only one that's happened to, so that was a bust.
After a lap, I've decided that my first five minutes were the best five minutes and retreated to Ironforge to lick my wounds and sell what I'd gathered
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