Sunfire’s borean leather grinding guide

I have never been able to make money on my crafting. Probably mainly because I don’t seem to know the market well. I either under price or horribly overprice. And I just find it to be a damn annoyance running from the mailbox to the auction house when auctions don’t sell the first time. As a consequence of this… I never have been very wealthy. And buying any crafting materials quickly drains my funds to about dirt poor level. So, I learned to grind grind grind for my materials. And someway along the way... I even started to enjoy it. Now it still can be tedious work. And depending on what you trying to extract from the big assed hairy and weird smelling rhino in front of you… you can either be very lucky… or end up killing the rhinos whole family tree without catching a glance of what you want.

I have listed the most normal drops. These drops are normally stackable in stacks of 5 or 20. The price per stack will help you prioritize what is more profitable to keep if you need to free bag space and is far from a vendor. Running back and forth to a vendor all the time will effect your effective grind time and make it less profitable. Basically… its better grinding none stop for 40 minutes then during those minutes take two trips to a vendor. So I strongly recommend having as much free bag space as possible when you start your grind. Also set a goal with your farming session. Either set a time, or how many stacks of leather you want before quitting or just make a plan to stop when you run out of bag space. I usually have 4-5 stacks of borean leather as a goal. And that takes about 80-100 kills.

Farming borean leather
Every skinner seems to have their choice of grinding spot. I myself find the zone Sholazar basin to be a very nice place. The skinnable creatures are in good numbers all over the zone, and you never have to move very far to reach the next creature. Cold weather flying is not required. Since its counts as a 77+ zone it’s nice to at least be at level 74-75 for this farming. As a level 80 hunter I usually just put my pet on aggressive and melees all mobs. I find that they still die fast enough and I don’t have to spend any money on consumable items as ammunition (Yeah yeah, so I’m cheap… what’s it to you)

Disclaimer. Prices are from the 9th of september 2009 from Wowhead
All these creatures have a 99% chance for borean leather, and 1% chance for arctic fur. So in theory you should be able to get one arctic fur per hundred kill. In theory that is. Sadly reality hssvern’t really given my that odds lately.


Crocolisks and cobras
This area is directly below Wildgrowth Mangal and west of it. Basicly just west of River’s Heart but not stretching as far as Nesingwary’s base camp. I’m particularly fond of this place because it’s easy for me as a hunter to grind. I just can put my pet on aggressive and keep busy with minimum down time. The creatures are close to each other and I normally can keep myself busy all the time and with minimum movement required between one kill to the next. So one hour grind could really give you value for your effort. And 99% of the time… you get to farm alone here.
Emperors cobra 75-76 note: doesn’t drop any meat
Loot: Rubicond Scale 81% stack of 20=3g90s
Hollow fang 19% stack of 5=1g23s75c
Mangal crocolisk 74-76
Loot: Severed flipper 81% stack of 20=3g90s
Chilled meat 60% droprate, stack of 20 =30s
Colossal Jaws 19% stack of 20=4g95s

Rhinos and dreadsabers
Keep above Nesingwary’s base camp up to the area up to the Maker’s perch. And keep of the left of the Suntouched pillar. Going beyond that are is a waste of time. The longer you have to move for the next creature, the more waste of time. This area I often find more populated with other players as well… so the time between kills can considerably grow and you basically spending to much time searching for your next target… and probably at the same time getting annoyed over your competition. But the side loot of rhino meat really can make it worth it if you are a cook like me or just want to make an extra income from the auction house. So I still recommend making a pass over that area to see how heavily farmed it is at the moment. Under the right conditions its prime farming ground for borean leather and rhino meat.
Shardhorn Rhino 75-76
Loot: Stinking Fur 80% stack of 20=3g90s
Rhino meat 50% stack of 20=40s
Pearly horn 19% stack of 5=4g95s
Chilled meat 5% droprate, stack of 20 =30s
Dreadsaber 75-76
Loot: Serrated Fang 81%, stack of 20 3g90s
Chilled meat 60% droprate, stack of 20 =30s
Indurate Claw 19%, stack of 20=4g95c

Gorillas
Judt east of the frenzyheart hill and all the way to the mountain wall. As a hunter this grind spot is less appealing because the most common gorilla, the hardnuckle forager isn’t by default aggressive, so having pet on aggressive doesn’t automatically attack them. So it’s less effective grind for me in the long run. Now, a guildie of mine really enjoy this area. I myself am not too fond of the ape family… so even killing apes doesn’t really appeal to me since they have a knack of annoying the hell out of me. But the density of the population makes it a good grinding area. Unless you like me just gets to annoyed with their apy-sounds this is also a good and easy farming spot
Hardnuckle charger 72-77, hardnuckle forager 76, hardnuckle matriarch 77
Loot: swatch of gorilla hair 94% droprate, stack of 5=31s28c
Chilled meat 60% droprate, stack of 20 =30s
Hefty barrel 5%, dosnt stack 49s75c
Vicious fang 0,3 stack of 20=3g12s4c

Bear retriever

I must confess. Standing behind a furry behind makes me feel nice and snug. As a hunter one of my first pets was Mama, a brown furry bear from the Silverpine forest. As a tiny little blood elf that was quite a travel for me. And then to find my Mama... a bear of suitable color and... of level so I would have a shot at taming her. She didn’t gave up her freedom easily. She nocked me off my feet with her huge rams.

A few levels laters the original Mama war replaced with a white one. That trek also was something of an test for my blood elf Sunfire’s determination and stamina. Mainly cause I missed the spawn spot the first time and ended up exploring the whole Dun Morogh before I found my bear, Mama. The bear that would be my most trusted and faithful companion through many adventures. But Sunfire's main reason to set loose her original lovely Mama was cause of the baby blizzard bear. That little fuzzy white bear cub most certainly needed a true mother. And now, Mama truly lived up to her name.

But my reason to love the bear goes way beyond just their looks and adorable mothering abilities. Mama never failed me. That furry bear behind always kept me safe. She kept my party safe aswell and it wasnt to uncommon while we where leveling that I got asked to bring Mama along. Sometimes to OT... sometimes even to MT our odd odysees towards the ever so distant I-will-not-reach-it-this-lifetime-level-80.

So, we established furry bear behinds saved my pretty blood elf on sevaral occasions. Sometimes that furry bear behind didnt belong to my Mama... sometimes it belonged to a druid. Now, the tanking role never truly appelaed to me. But the form a druid could take... now THAT really appealed to me. But vain as blood elf... suddenly undertaking the tauren form to become a fuzzy bear. Now that was asking a lot. So it really took me a long time before I finally rolled a tauren.. and not deleted it.

But yes, finally my tauren was born... and nothing else then the bear form was desired. The nervous part was now to try.. tanking. Now im always been a ranged class. Hunter, ranged. Mage, ranged. Priest ranged... etc. So i never truly got the hang of meleeing. It all seems so messy to me. But now... I would be the furry behind for the group to rely on. And so, the slobbering tank was born. My baby druid Valrhona. Now, my tanking experience cowers a messy run in RFC and a run in WC. So, I’m still just a baby druid. But I truly got a new found respect for the role of the tank.

First of all, all I really am is a slobbering golden retriever basicly. I go wag my tail stump and fetch the mobs for my group. But things never goes as this no-brain-all-good-intent bear retriever wishes. I think hey that group we can easily side-step... Suuure, 3 seconds later my lovely partymembers managed to pull that group.. So now the little bear retriver start frolicing between mobs ... drooling and jumping trying to fetch the aggro. Honestly, how do you tanks out there do it? I charge in and think this is goes great... But behind my furry buttom things tend to go out of hand. I need to install some rear mirror on my horns or something... I mean come on! How can you manage to make such a mess behind me all the time... its just distressing. So I’m still in in learning.. trying to figure out everything that can go wrong and go bouncy bouncy between all targets, slobbering as much as I can and trying to get them to spank my behind instead of eating the face of the lovely healer. I probably never will learn to really love melee, but I suppose I can learn to deal with it... cause after all...

I’m ze bear retriever, I lick your face! So spank me Azeroth.

And whats the point of this post? Well, I *heart* bears. Deal with it


Me and my trusted Mama out on one of our odd odysees. Mama being the bear and Im being the lovely bloodelf figure in some red mismatched red outfit to the left of some unknown orc and tauren... The pretteh blood elf boy sitting is a darling guildie

Pugging Hell

PuGs...God I hate them, don't you?. They're all full of obnoxious morons with the social graces of a cesspool, effing and blinding and hurling accusations of being a "fukin Nub" around left right and centre. The uberer-than-thou dps are too busy flooding /party with Recount scores to move out of a muddy puddle let alone fire, poison, lightning or deadly melted cheese; the tank, replete with with 19,000 health, 520 defence rating and at least 40% dps gear sticks to mobs like a well-lubed penguin sticks to an iceberg; and the regularity with which the manarexic healer hollers "mb plx!" is matched only by his earnest whisperings to the warrior/rogue/death knight asking "got any waters? Im out".

So reviled are these excercises in self-torment than at least half of my regular instancing amigos flatly refuse to enter anything with less than 80% of the group sporting guild tabards, and from their horror stories you can understand why. I, on the other hand, soldier doggedly on. It's fair to say that I learnt my tanking chops pugging northrend normals and heroics during a dark era of guild history when attendance plummeted and there was much talk of migration to greener pastures. Thankfully, there was light at the end of the tunnel and our motley crew are now trundling along better than ever. These days there is little need for anyone of us to enter the wretched hive of scum and villainy that is Looking For Group. On the odd occasions when it's a quiet night in Dalaran, others I know will turn to alternate pursuits, often centred around the amassing of vast stockpiles of shiny crafting mats for our guild horde. For myself though, being pretty much able to heal any 5-man the game has to offer, I like to get drafted into a ragtag PuG from time to time and experience some of the 'colour' of the WoW community. Call it a masochistic streak I guess. Most of the time such runs range from 'competent but mind-numbingly dull' to 'dear lord how did these so-called 'people' ever learn to operate a computer'. It's a harmless passtime, and it keeps my therapist in business.

Once in a while though, you get a night like Friday.

Friday was one of those quiet evening. A few mute guildies were gently questing in outland, and gchat was slowly clogging itself up with all the tumbleweed blowing through it. After advertising myself suitably in LFG I was drafted into group heading for the Utgarde instances. This did not turn out to be a good start to the night's frivolity. Three of our party seemed to know each other or at least, were socially inept enough to consider 'Shit man ur dps is lame xD' a form of polite greeting, and somehow managed to combine suits of full epics and stellar dps numbers with a complete lack of that most important of player qualities...'knowing what the fuck to do'. Never before have I simultaneously experienced crushing boredom at having to pay no more attention to the tank than to keep the ES/RT double team ticking away gently, and nail-biting desk-pummeling rage-terror of waiting to see just how the terminally squishy dps (two rogues and a class-traitor of a shaman) were going to try and wipe the group next. Needless to say, as soon as Ingvar's reanimated head had fallen from his shoulders I bid my companions tormentors a hasty and ironic 'great run guys, cya around' and fled to Dalaran in search of a better group or failing that, a stiff drink.

As it turned out I got both (see footnote). Responding to a cryptic "LF1M Healer for VH hc" I figured it couldn't go much worse. If I was wrong and it turned out that it could get much worse I reasoned, I wouldn't be in there long and anyway could always feign a disconnect. I didn't notice anything special about the group until we got to our second boss, the big angry voidwalker with his semi-invisible minions (can't remember his name...look it up if you care more than I do i.e. at all). Now usually this fight is a race for the dps getting him down before I can no-longer heal the amount of damage from the adds. In guild we tend to approach complex and delicate game mechanics with a patented 'if you hit it hard enough it will probably die eventually' strategy. I settled down for a close run fight.

He went down after 32 seconds.

Cyanigosa took 46.

"Fast group" I thought.

"That went well" I said, "want to try CoS?"

I don't know exactly what it was about the group. We had an apparently inexperienced Paladin tank (he claimed to have just started this tanking lark...a fact I assume to be lies, since he barely, though only barely as you shall see, put a foot wrong all night), a kindly Warlock who filled my girlfriend's normal role of healer guard on the trash, a DK and I think a rogue as well, and of course yours truly in healer mode. Certainly, we all knew the tactics, and were decked out in pretty universally good gear. As one of the party commented, it's so nice to have a group where the dps all pull good consistend numbers (none of them dropped below 2.5k all night) and a tank/healer combo that know what they're doing (oh stop...). For some reason we just meshed or clicked or bonded or something else of a suitably copulatory bent. As it was, we reached the gauntlet with 10 minutes on the clock, running well and feeling confident.

As we entered the gauntlet, three things made me slightly nervous. Firstly, we had established at the beginning of the run that if the bronze drake mount dropped, I would be getting it. Secondly, I was at this point 2 Emblems of Conquest away from being able to afford my T7 shoulders. If we got to the boss, I would get them tonight. If we didn't, I wouldn't. Thirdly, as we leapt down the stairs towards the burning streets of Stratholme, the tank said this...

"I'm gonna pull loads here, make sure you keep up".

We wiped.

We rezzed.

We reached the gauntlet (again) with 4 minutes to go.

3 minutes later, still tailing the last ghoul who was resolutely chewing on the rogue's back, we emerged from the gauntlet at a dead run, and pelted towards the Infinite Corruptor. The game seemed to stutter briefly as 5 players popped all their cooldowns at once and BLASTED THE LIVING BEJESUS out of that dragon 'till there wasn't any bejesus left to blast. After our whooping and hollering party had moved on towards Mal'Ganis (pausing only to kill the ghoul who was still doggedly trailing us), an Infinite Dragonkin in blue overalls and a baseball cap shuffled out of the glowing time portal, and began to slowly mop up an Infinite Corruptor-sized greenish smear from the cobbles of Market Row.

As one of the group commented, "Now THAT's what I call heroic". Another, rather excited shaman was heard to hoot, "I didn't even know that was fucking possible!". It's true. I didn't.

PuGs: 99% Shite... 1% pure Gold. I hate 'em... but by God I love 'em.

P.S. Pedants among you will notice that I did not mention a stiff drink. "Clearly" you will think, already composing some indignant tirade as as your mouse strays towards the comments section, "Clearly so wrapped up is the author in the excitement and suspense, so concerned is he with putting in all those dynamic paragraph breaks, so distracted is he by his fairly unimpressive and probably grossly exaggerated achievement, that he has forgotten to tie up the one loose end that drew us into the thing and made us really engage with the story. What of the promised stiff drink in the fifth paragraph? What about that eh? We demand the truth God-dammit!". Well there's no need to be like that about it. I could tell you I got so high on the rush of the kill that no stimulation, virtual or physical could ever satisfy me again. I could tell you how I descended into depression and alcoholism, that the stiff drink was a forboding hint at the shame and degredation that was to follow. I could tell you how every night I drown my sorrows in a whiskey bottle, and how I drift into unconsciousness repeating the same words over and over, "Glad you could make it, Uther... Watch your tone with me boy, you may be the prince but I'm still your superior...There's something about the plague you should know...This entire city must be purged...I order you...I'm sorry...I can't watch you do this...".

Or I could say that I had a small celebratory snifter of port before bed. Whichever you think is more likely.

Orange out.

Guild Heroic Rankings

Terribly cheeky of me I know, but I'm going to half-hijack Cursor Vivat to post some new rules for my guild regarding placement in heroic runs. Any guildies looking for The Rules (TM) should skip down to the heading below. For the rest of you, some backstory.

In my wonderful little guild, I hold the rank of Raid Leader jointly with cursorvivat.com contributor Damofez. We have unofficially elected to divide responsability somewhat, with me taking on the duties of Heroic Officer (or Guild Hero as I really wish it was called) and him acting as Raiding Officer (Guild Raider?). As a guild a great deal of our time is spent running Northrend heroics, as we are still in the pre-raid gearing stage, looking to expand our roster of raid-ready level 80s. Thanks to some concerted bullying recruiting of late we have started to see a fair few guildies reaching the level cap on their first characters, and understandably wanting in on our regular heroic runs (9.30 server time, bring cake and scathing wit). This influx of fresh meat has begun to put pressure on 5-man spots which we were previously struggling to fill, and so I have attempted (possibly disastrously) to come up with a fair and impartial way of settling any 'situations' that might arise.

It is my hope that these rules will not be needed for 99% of the time, and will have no noticable effect on the way we run heroics on a day to day (one might even say daily) basis. Whether this is the case remains to be seen. Suffice to say, I'm fully prepared to drop 'em like a newborn child if they turn out to be more trouble than they're worth.

The Rules (TM)

All level 80s are being assigned to one of two ranks for instance runs. The basic rank for all new 80s will be Reserve. In order to be promoted to the higher rank of Core, players will need to fulfil certain criteria related to their role (i.e. dps, healing or tanking). If you want to start running for the Core team, let me (Zambazo) know and I'll keep track of the heroics that you run.

Hopefully this will make no difference to the way we run instances whatsoever. It's just supposed to provide a fair way of resolving situations that might arise, particularly since we've got a large number of new level 80s just starting to want spots in runs. If you have any questions or concerns, please ask me about it :)

Requirementsfor promotion to Core rank:

- Must be a full guild members

- Must have been online within the last month

- Must fulfil the following, depending upon role:

- DPS: 1500 dps or more consistent across 5 DIFFERENT instance runs

- Healers: 10 runs as main healer OR more than 3 runs and the expressed approval of the healing lead

- Tanks: 10 runs as main tank OR more than 3 runs and the expressed approval of the tanking lead, and also be capped at 540 defense rating

Positions are allocated by SPEC, not by character or player. Thus if your dps spec on one character qualifies for core promotion, this DOES NOT necessarily mean that you're tanking off-spec or any of your other characters will automatically be promoted as well.

Players who wish to run Heroics will be given priority as follows:

1: Core Team Tanks or Healers

2: Core Team DPS

3: Reserve Tanks or Healers

4: Reserve DPS

5: PuGs

Final choice of players is, however, subject to the group leader's discretion.

Team rank will be posted in the players' officer notes, to find out your rank ask an officer (they rarely bite).

Good hunting in them heroics!

O.W. (Zambazo)

News

Hello there and welcome to the azeroth news!

Recently there has been no new posts due to many problems from various sources but there is no need to worry!

Why am I so confident you ask? Well instead of the usual boring presenters, today we have none other than General Tuskiness himself presenting the news! *fanfare*

RAWR!

Greetings denzins of Azeroth!

I am the warmonger general Tuskiness DamoFez! And now ill bring you up to speed!

The Guild known as Ancient Dominion is reaching soaring new heights! But there is tension within!

Several new heroes from the guild are reaching the highly esteemed level 80 and are competing with each other for heroic spots! The officers are having to come up with new plans to keep everything controlled, you can cut the tension with a butter knife! And with sarth still at large the guild needs to gather its heroes quickly to tackle the dangers of the Obsidean Sanctum! And not to far away the vile masterminds of Naxxaramas are plotting a new scourge invasion! Ancient Dominion must act quickly to save azeroth from all the dangers which lie within!

So terrible are these perils which face Ancient Dominion that their heroes are having to work day and night perfecting 2 paths of war! Priests not only train to heal but also train to cause harm and damage with the dangerous shadow magic, warlocks are plying more effort into both affliction and destruction to become more dangerous than ever, hunters are spending longer with their pets for beast mastery and still training themselves for marksmanship and survival aspects, paladins are spending the daytime hours perfecting the arts of war and the night time hours praying to divine gods to enhance their healing powers, mages are risking their very existances by alligning themselves to 2 elements and rogues are tackling a more straight forward combat regime aswel as the stereotypical stealth approach. I personally as a warrior am currently continuing my mastery in protection while supplimenting it with specialist arms training. But even after all this the situation is still dire at best.

With all the new bloods reaching the correct criteria to join us in the fight to save azeroth from the evil powers which seek to destroy it from within, we must be strict and push harder for perfection. And to make matters worse the credit crunch has hit azeroth! Citizens all over the world are struggling to make ends meet with their incomes and outcomes, there just isnt enough gold to get everything done! Farming is becoming more of a nessesity daily with the high demands for high quality gear and such short time to obtain it all.

The final training phases are nearly over soon we have no choice but to brave the Obsidean Sanctum and take the 1st step towards thwarting the evils which seek to destroy Azeroth.

So much to do.

So little time to do it in.

Now i must leave you and join the front line to prepare for the assault!

The fate of azeroth rests in the hands of few, we can only pray that they succeed.

DamoFez