That damn hammer is still in my bank.

There's no real reason behind the use of the Thundercats logo. I just like it.

As stated, my toon, Lee, is a cockroach Paladin. And that's why M and I waited until we were level twenty to run DM: That Damn Hammer Quest. We could have run it twice but a) I'm lazy and b) I'm spoiled. I've been running nothing but those lovely, short, to-the-point Northrend instances for months, and Classic WoW instancing feels rather endless and confusing.

(And I wasn't even a BC baby. I actually raided in Classic WoW - nothing fancy, just Zul'Gurub - but still. I don't plan to go anywhere near BRD or any of the other upper level endless crawls until I'm 80, bored, and after Achievements. I just don't have the patience anymore.)

With DM out of the way, Shadowfang Keep was next. I don't like DM, it bores me. I do like SFK, though. Maybe it's the werewolves, maybe it's the gothic castle, or the evil ponies, I just like it. We hit this on the same day as DM, so we grabbed up our adopted hunter, a big blue shaman from LFG, and picked up a mage as we were jogging our way from Southshore.

It went smoothly at first, more smoothly than DM because I know this instance better than DM and didn't have to pause to think for a moment about what came next.

I had forgotten that the Wailing Guardsmen silence, though. That's an incredibly annoying mechanic when every single one of your threat generating abilities is a spell. (Even the stun! Why do I need to be able to cast to smash someone on the head?)

I felt rather bad for our adopted hunter, SFK is a cramped little instance and does not love ranged classes, she was standing on railings and crammed awkwardly into stairwells half the time, trying to find a balance between range and LoS.

Real Life aggro meant the mage had to leave about halfway through. M was guiltily pleased not to have to share the cloth drops. I can't really blame her, Robes of Arugal are very pretty. I can, however, mock her for being a horrible greedy person and a poor example of the priesthood.

And, ok. I'm going to preface this with saying that this sort of thing annoys me greatly, and it's not about the loot. It's about being a douchebag, then playing dumb.

A BoE blue dropped. It was Drakewing Bands, I think. I - and everyone else - hits greed. The shaman, without saying anything, hits need. I think 'oh christ. already? really?'. When I asked why he did that he would only say it was an upgrade. Which isn't really an excuse. Hell, going by stats they were an upgrade to me. I told everyone that if another BoE blue dropped, it was greed fodder and moved on.

Now, am I wrong about this loot rule? Every server I've played on, BoE blues are a greed item, because cash is an upgrade for everyone. If someone really wants that piece as an upgrade, they ask. The only time it was different was if it was a guild run, when it would go to an enchanter if we had one, or people would sometimes ask to take it for an alt.

Now I'm not going to get all butthurt over a mediocre level twenty blue. It's annoying not because I needed the money or wanted the item, but because the shaman pulled a butthead move and put a little butthead-burr in the metaphorical shoe of the instance.

And it wasn't a case of the shaman just not knowing instance etiquette. We'd been discussing our main's earlier and he had a few max-level toons. Now, you can get to level eighty without learning a damn thing about how to interact with your group-mates, but it takes effort.

Anyway. Moving on.

(I can tell you though. As soon as M and I hit Northrend the loot setting is going on Master Looter and not coming off. I have been on way too many "I am butthurt over something and will now ninja everything off the last boss to stick it to you, pixels who have offended me." dungeon runs to do anything else.)

No, seriously, moving on.

We managed to wipe on Arugal, he fursploded me, squished the shaman and M in quick succession, and then went after our hunter. Regroup, and smushed him. No robe, but he coughed up a nice belt for M, and I'd gotten my refined ore. We bid adieu to our PUG and the shaman was added to our ignore list. Life is too short to run with buttheads.

We were going to run BFD, until I realized it was unnecessary and the Kor gem would drop off the non-elites outside the instance. Hallelujah. Of course, I also spent a good half hour killing naga and satyrs before I realized I'd forgotten to get the individual quest for the gem. I may have cried a little. It had been a long day.

Jogged my little self to Auberdine and back, clanking all the way, and really missing being a hunter. Thankfully, with the quest in my log the gem dropped on my second kill and I hearthed out of there with a quickness. Turned everything in to that lazy, demanding, ungrateful fellow bumming around outside Ironforge and got my hammer.

For all my whining it really is a fun, interactive questline that can, according to all the comments on Wowhead, be soloed. I suggest you do it. Particularly if you're a Belfadin, as your reward is way prettier.