3 73 Revoke Regrant

3 73 Revoke Regrant A random player takes note of Matures Shadowmourne, Warsong Gulch With Great Power... A sickly blue glow poured out of the gaping mouth of every victim I sunk the axe into. Swarms of banished souls spiraled around Mature as I commanded the digital death knight through whatever challenge the day brought. Shadowmourne cared little if Mature was clearing trash with the 25-Man raid team in tow, or joining a random battle in progress against the snowy backdrop of Alterac Valley. The axe didnt discriminate against the just nor the corrupt...it hungered, and was fed. And when that blue glow broke over the horizon, it demanded respect. Those who fought on Mature�s side most certainly bended the knee, and more often than not, those who fought for the enemy very often turned and fled in fear. It was humbling to be recognized for doing nothing more than simply wielding a weapon. Humbling, and telling. The demand for my attention in guild events, especially those relating to Pv...