The Barren's had never seen anything like it. No time for Chuck chat, though there was one legendary "LF800M WC" callout as we ran through.
The Zeppelin was ridiculous. Despite missing the first Zep, the later runners all managed to pretty much catch up as the early wave (including Meatax and Sprinthammer) were wiped by the Silverpine Wolves.
At this stage of the race, Meatax was actually in with a chance of winning. He'd taken a strategic veer to the left through the lake surrounding Fenris Isle. Alas, the splitting of the herd into smaller subherds meant that the natives managed to finish solo runners off pretty fast, so we were drawn back into the main herd - which was much more entertaining than running point!
It was hilarious seeing questing toons stand completely stunned by what they were seeing. Note the Ally in the shot below...
That same Ally decided to take matters into his own hands in Hammerfall...and somehow 500 level 2's (most had levelled on the trip) managed to wear him down to 50% before he was polished off by a friendly Horde protector.
The original plan had been to port to Shatt - but when the Mages failed to show, the cry went out - to Ironforge!
Of course the Ironforge natives finally overwhelmed the majority of the herd, but the ghost herd that formed was just as xool.
Alas Sprinthammer found her final resting place in the halls of Ironforge, not quite able to make it to the tram for the trip to deepest darkest Alliance territory, Stormwind.
But apparently some did indeed make it - For the Herd!
Big thanks to BRK and Ratshag for organising. And sounds like the next event is already being planned...
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