Sometimes you come across people that really make your World of Warcraft experience what it is, sometimes you don't; Circa is probably leaning towards the latter, but I'll let you decide that for yourself.
So...there I was, no giving a <blank>, just questing, as you do, when along comes a spider... no wait, it was a tauren, anyway this tauren appeared to be perturbed, apparently someone had tagged HIS mob, don't ask how I know it was HIS, he had clearly written his name on it in big bold letters in permanent ink just like he does his underwear. I'm getting off track, so ok, tauren: check, HIS mob: check, perturbed: check. You're probably wondering how I know he was perturbed, since of course I'm no Sherlock and my powers of deduction are quite weak he was thoughtful enough to make it abundantly clear to me by his instructions of what I should do next about that terrible creature that stole HIS mob, which was: "let the *****r die". I wasn't really sure who he was referring to, since as a tauren he was the brownest of us there (well, he was), so I continued questing, not giving any blanks.
Then Circa (possibly meaning circa 1850s Alabama if I had to make a guess) strikes again, this time with more helpful instructions of what I should do whilst questing: "fuck off *****r". By now I had established two things, 1. I was apparently the "*****r" or 2. He referred to everyone as such. But even though I found his instructions to be quite clear, I decided I'd leave him with some helpful advice too, you know, to repay him for all his kind consideration towards me. Sadly, Circa doesn't like accepting advice, or instructions, or comments, as you can see in the link below:
Click here to see my lengthy discussion with Circa and to find out what happens next! (Link removed!)
I hope you enjoyed meeting Circa, and I look forward to introducing the Elysium community to more stand out players in the future.
