So, Here's the Thing

This was entirely Aertimus's idea. I had nothing to do with this. In terms of blogging expertise, I stand somewhere slightly above a golden gerbil. Not that there's anything wrong with gerbils, you understand, it's just that they aren't generally renown for a great deal of mad skillz when it comes to the whole blogging thing. So, I, me, Kia, would never have started a blog myself. Not ever. Especially not one about World of Warcraft. Like I said, this was not my idea.

However.

That doesn't necessarily mean that it was a bad idea, you understand, just not mine.

Oh, and for the record, it wasn't really Money's idea, either. From what he tells me, he's just as inept. Fortunately for you all, we're both wicked funny, which is much better than being wicked ept, anyway. If you're looking for ept, there's a whole world of WoW blogs out there that will serve you much better. Go forth and conquer.

None of which actually tells you why this blog exists. I'm getting there. Patience, young Padawan, patience. See, it was Aertimus's idea. Money and I were just rolling along in Violet Hold with Aert and her hubby Yakra and our guildie Ujelang, who really was a trooper about all the insanity that was going on in the Hold. Fortunately, it's VH, right? I mean, there are dragons and all, but you shoot them and they die. Sure, I was totally distracted and in Viper for half the time. Nobody died, right? Except the dragons? Oh, and that big puppy dog.

So, we're just shooting things in the face, cracking up the whole time, because like I said, Money and I are wicked funny, and Aertimus says, probably inspired by the mass insanity all around her... "You two should have a blog."

Laughter. It was funny! Me, a blogger! Not hardly. We more or less ignore her and keep shooting dragons in the face. Money does it better than I do. However, Aertimus isn't to be denied, and in between the laughing and the shooting the dragons, she says, "All you need is a name."

I'm still ignoring her (which is totally okay, because Aert's a good friend and we've known each other for ages and I'm actually in one of the pictures on her blog. No kidding. This one. That's me, on the mammoth. I'm very attractive, aren't I?). However, there's this moment after a (probably bawdy, Money excels at bawdy) joke that Yakra, he of the massive tanking skills, says...

"SHAFT AND FEATHERS."

O. M. G. Aertimus just about dies (IRL - Aert never dies in WoW, she's an epic healer), and in between the dying and the laughing and the shooting the dragons in the face, she goes and makes a blog called Shaft and Feathers and puts Money and me in charge of it. What was she thinking? Genius, really. I've always admired that tree.

So here we are - brand-new WoW hunter blog. It will not be the first blog you run to for the latest theorycrafting or numbercrunching. In fact, it won't be the last blog you run to, actually. There are no numbers here. I'm allergic. However, it will be an entertaining look at what two hunter bloggers who don't take the game seriously very much or take themselves seriously at all. We both play nelf hunters, and we're both in LOKI, an end-game progression guild in Darkspear. There, the similarity ends. Money raids, I don't. With Money's help, LOKI's taken down Ulduar already; I'm terrified of Naxx. (It's just cause I die to Heigan EVERY SINGLE TIME.) Money has a wolf, is Marks/Survival, and has like all these fantastic purple clothes. I am still BM (and will be until the world ends. It will not change.), trip about with a kitty, and still get lost in Dalaran sometimes. As you can see, I'm not terribly forward thinking. Obviously, if you have any, like, real questions about playing a hunter (and if you do, talk to Pike - she's my WoW hunter goddess. /bows at Pike's feet.), you really, really need to direct them toward Money. I'm inept. I like to run around and shoot things and pet my kitty (Jake, best d@mn pet in the whole WoW world, I don't care if some stupid wolf can take him in dps one-pawed) and make leather things and collect pets. Money has killed Yogg-Saron; the pinnacle of my WoW life was the day I bought Pengu. However, if you need someone to talk to about how to go about loving on squirrels, I'm your girl. I loved that achievement. I'm pretty sure it's the first one I got, other than, like, Explore Dalaran. Yes, I know that Explore Dalaran is not, actually, an achievement. It should be. It would help those of us who get lost there all the time.

There you go, Internet. Money (the Shaft) and Kia (the Feathers), here to brighten your WoW adventuring with inanity. There's so much more where this came from. Be warned.

Oh, and blame Aertimus and Yakra. It was all their fault.