Yep, that's me on the left. I was waiting for the zeppelin to Durotar, getting pretty bored, when I remembered that I had my Brazier of Dancing Flames from last year's Fire Festival in my bags, and decided to see if I could get the other people waiting with me to use it too. Unfortunately, I had forgotten that the orphan I was escorting around for Children's Week was watching--until I turned around and saw his surprised little face.

I told him it was a Shaman fire ritual, but I don't know if he believed me. Oh well, at least I got my Matron title already. ;)

1 comment:

Meara said...

Oh well you know at that age hes already thinking about things like that!