With the advent of Season 4, Horde and Alliance alike have taken to the streets to slice, dice, and melt face. The Battlegrounds have been repopulated, and the arena scene is abuzz with new and eager challengers.

Ides are certainly no exception to this rule, and many have found this as a great oppotunity to suppliment gear, or reequip alts.

With frequent questions about required ratings and tokens, I am happy to announce a quick reference guide coming soon to a hyjalides.com near you!

2.4.3 is upon us, and even the yarn pirates are excited! There are sure to be plenty of changes both listed and undocumented, and below are a list of what we know so far:

World of Warcraft Client Patch 2.4.3

The latest patch notes can always be found at http://www.worldofwarcraft.com/patchnotes/

The latest test realm patch notes can always be found at http://www.worldofwarcraft.com/patchnotes/test-realm-patchnotes.html

General

• Dispel effects will no longer attempt to remove effects that have 100% dispel resistance.
• Parry Rating, Defense Rating and Block Rating: Low-level players will now convert these ratings into their corresponding defensive stats at the same rate as level 34 players.
• Haris Pilton has launched a new line of bags and jewelry. Check her out in the World’s End Tavern!
  
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Synopsis:

After ousting the sinister El Guapo - GY 'Dusty Bottoms', Drowned 'Lucky Day', and Joms 'Ned Nederlander' retired to their woeful hovels, ever dreaming of another day of adventure.

Across the far reaches of the globe, a messenger arrived in Tranquillien - desperately in search of the dynamic duo of Braera and Baetylus - known locally as the Snapping Amigas.

The Snapping Amigas ride to the graveyards of Gadgetzan only to be turned away by Don Carlos who much to their dismay - is a necrophiliac, with an abnormal bovine foot fetish.

After calling upon the camaraderie of the Three Amigos, the Snapping Amigas form a savage quintuplet of rage.

In true sequel fashion, the incredulous five travel back through time to find Don Carlos' Haliscan Brimmed Hat, and force his pet coyote into a deep ungulate hibernation.

Rushing back into the future, the five are greeted by the ecstatic Don Carlos, who rewards them with Coldstone sundaes, fairy godmothers, and five fancy hats which will finally unify them as a team.

To many it seems ridiculous for Horde to come to the aid of the Alliance. They steal our kills, they stomp on your bodies in Battlegrounds, and flag themselves and stand in front of Shattered Sun vendors (yes we're bitter).

Initially when we heard that Lady Jaina and her group of royals were being assaulted by the Scourge, many of us rummaged through the garage for that dusty lawn chair and an icy bottle of Noggenfogger.

But then it dawned on us.

If the Scourge wiped out the Alliance then... who would the Horde have left to ridicule? No face planting gnomes? No pillaging of Southshore? No more BALINDA??

Incensed by the increasing concepts, we discarded our empty bottles and headed straight to the battlefield.

Orcs shoulder to shoulder with humans! Dwarves firing muskets through Tauren legs! Pirates, ninjas, and zombies set everything aside to let the Scourge know that when it's on...

It's on like Donkey Kong.

A poem by W.H. Auden, in tribute to a comedian who brought a lot of light in my life:

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.


Rest In Peace, Bernie.