A lot has happened during the rogue's absence.

Heroic Firelands has since long been flushed away (minus Ragnaros). All those tedious wipes on Lord Rhyolith felt like a stab in the back after the revisit to Firelands the other week for some bashing fun. His gigantic thump to the lava risen island was not as gigantic anymore. It was more like a faint thud barely notable over the sounds of laughter, accompanied by friendly teasing that escalated the further the squad progressed into the lands where the rogue once had abandoned them.

After the rogue's sidestep into honorable living, she accepted her fate and brought out the bottle. With her daggers drenched in poisons (what did you think?), she threatened the druid, forcing him to use his knowledge in rejuvenation. Together with the sturdy dwarf, she was now back in her well-known zone.

This post is not going to be only about the rogue or the past. Finding Emo lived on and welcomed Dragon Soul with the spark from Firelands, reforming new powers. The unenlightened cannot speak about that time though. The rogue speaks of current times.

So. Bosses have fallen – too many to tell a story of them all. Some of you may remember the rogue whispering stories of adventures told in an alternative fashion. Some of you may facepalm over the dramatic approach of something so mainstream in gaming sense. Either way: the schizophrenic experience is back to caress your spine.

It is a shame that the rogue never gets to tell the story of neither Morchok, Yor'sahj the Unsleeping, Ultraxion nor Hagara the Stormbinder (no group screenshots dammit – paint me pictures Kanro!). But they are most definitely a part of Finding Emo’s history.

Thanks for reading fellow emos! Let us prosper!