Alphatrion wrote Dreadwind a letter once that was intercepted by pigeons (The letter was to be delivered by pygmies of the pilgrim sort). 

It went as follows:

To whom it may concern,

I am aware that our benefactor logs on and inhabits your mind when ever a group is unobtainable by myself or if they speak in l33t speak. Do not mistake me. Most groups require a tank far the quicker than those that would seek out a &quot;d33ps&quot;.  Know too that I am aware of my apparent &quot;piece-of-crap&quot; status, and that I am vexed. My shaman talent tree points have been refunded, and my crappiness will no doubt fade with my new-found value. In short, you may be one awesome tanking mass of sweetness, but your days of limiting my /played are over, you freaking turd. 

Love, Alpha. &quot;

Now, it came across as harsh, but it had a lot of spunk I think. Anywho, I'll gladly help tank some with pathetic hitpoint totals when needed. Also, if Dethe, Hylayis, and Rologan forget what hotkeys to push, Alpha will gladly pwnrtate them with his lightning bolt specialities (pronounced in british proper). 


P.S

Sucks that an orc called a Tauren a turd. Seriously, our skin can't even be green.