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Crysania

My little love in the wow ^ ^. My alter, so to speak, as the main always Lyan.

is shadow priest. 1500 damage, 13% critical, 290 index hit, 200 haste, 100 mp5. Go lie still, I know, I know. But one thing at a time right? ^ ^

His professions are tailor (mother what it takes to upload mine) and herbalism, as you can see, I'm in Redridge and Darkshire trying to reach the level of a level pj 15 ... frankly lamentable xD So

for all those who walk like me, here are a list of Herbal Remedies que seguro os ayudará :P

Hojaplata - 1 (descampados)
Mapa de Hojaplata

Flor de paz - 1 (cerca de arboles)
Mapa de Flor de Paz

Cardo de sangre - 1 (descampados)
Mapa de Cardo de sangre

Raiz de tierra - 15 (precipicios)
Mapa de Raiz de tierra

Marregal - 50 (descampados)
Mapa de Marregal

Brezoespina - 70 (cerca de arboles)
Mapa de Brezoespina

Alga estranguladora - (In water) 85
Map Stranglekelp

Cardo fast - 100 (next to marregal and brezoespina)
fast Cardo Map

wild Acérita - 115 (cliffs)
Wild Acérita Map

tomb Mold - 120 (cemeteries)
Moho map of tomb

Sangrerregia - 125 (wasteland)
Sangrerregia Map

Vidarraíz - 150 (near water / streams)
Vidarraíz Map

Pale - 160 (about trees)
Pale Map

Goldthorn - 170 (cliffs)
Map
Goldthorn Khadgar's Mustache
- 185 (near trees)
Khadgar mustache Map

Ivernalia - 195 (wasteland)
Ivernalia Map

Fire Flower - 205 (wasteland)
Firebloom Map

purple lotus - 210 (near ruin)
Purple Lotus Map

Tears Arthas - 220 (wasteland)
Arthas Tears Map

Solea - 230 (wasteland)
Solea Map

Carolina - 235 (near water)
Map

Carolina Ghost Mushroom - 245 (caves)
Ghost Mushroom Map

Gromsanguina - 250 (wasteland)
Gromsanguina Map

Sansam Gold - 260 (wasteland)
gold Sansam Map

Hojasueño - 270 (wasteland)
Map Hojasueño

Salviargenta mountain - 280 (cliffs)
Map Salviargenta mountain

Flower fever - 285 (open spaces)
Flower Map pest

Setel - 290 (cliffs)
Map Setel

white lotus - 300 (open spaces)
map of white lotus

Hierba vil - 300 (open spaces)
Map Hierba vil

dream of Glory - 315 (cliffs)
Dreaming Glory Map

Terocone - 325 (about trees)
Terocone Map

Evening - 325 (wasteland)
Evening Map

Seta flaming - 335 (wasteland)
Seta Map

flaming Ancient Lichen - 340 (dungeons)
Ancient Lichen Map

Netherbloom - 350 (wasteland)
Map Netherbloom

Nightmare Vine - 365 (wasteland)
Nightmare Vine Map

Mana Thistle - 375 (wasteland)
Mana Thistle Map

gold Trebol - 375
gold Trebol Map

Rosa of bits - 385
map of drill bits Rosa

mortal Nettle - 375
the Farm is collected ATRIG Lily, Rose of drill bits, gold clover and Lotus Lily Frost

tabby - 400
tiger lily Map

víboris Language - 400
víboris Language Map Flor

lifeless - 425
Map lifeless Flor Espina

ice - 435
Espina Map

ice frost Lotus - 450
Map Frost Lotus

is finite, I hope the next news ^ ^. Bsots! Continued

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To Adunafael. Part III

^ ^ (if Hugo and Gabriella are created by me.)

- why did you have to be that night, Nadya? Why you? "moaned kissing my neck with a purr. My eyes sparkled at the row of pictures of my memories brought forth: blood, tears and life, but life is far from beautiful. What lives in blood must be born with blood, I thought to myself when Hugo's body tensed next to me like an animal ready to savor the triumph of his game. And this time, the dam had been offered on a platter.

- Quiet. His voice was heard far away, like a whistle. But I knew it was her, could feel like Hugo had felt miles away. The smell was my most precious right and even more if my whole being cried out to find the smell of a vampire, the bitter aroma and ravishing than you ever dreamed aspire. Hugo was lavender, warm lavender with a friend who never separated from you for many mistakes made. And she was the rose, power and beauty made flesh.

Hugo pushed me to the ground while moving away from me, with its hunting instinct taking its toll on his face now contorted with the shiny teeth that were born of his jaw. I turned my head and met his eyes, proud and solemn contempt emanating from every drop of that could prove his olive eyes. He crossed the meters that separated the body of my friend curled up and grabbed his jersey in a pack of moaning and sobbing, shows the superior status of the vamp. Strong grunted somehow squinting at me in sign guilty, later throwing the other point of the attic as if it were poisonous.

- to the Count will not like this show-predicted annoying with that accent exotic and tropical, but much more elegant and refined, as might be expected from a millennial existence .- Have you tried to desecrate their food

- Gabriella, "I muttered, trying to get your attention without really knowing how to defend myself from his wrath. He had not even managed to appease Hugo, how would one be calm weaned me from the first time we met?

- would you have called you? - Asked without even looking at me, all your senses positions in the figure writhing on a corner of the attic. If I had received such a blow would have been reduced to dust. But that does not scare me, vampires were no longer profess that fear since my neck had been torn by their teeth. Now I knew, I could understand, every fear, every feeling of not being able to control your own instincts and adapt to a world that changes faster than you are willing to assimilate. Gabriella, Hugo, all felt that. I could feel at the time that Leonardo drank from me first.

- that bitch was thrown out the window denoting Hugo roared the pain that the blow had caused .- Leonardo wants to see, want to drink again

Gabriella's body began to tremble convulsively, as long and sharp nails seemed to grow in response to your instincts.

- take it. He murmured, his face hidden in the row of curls that made her hair a glossy jet black. I moaned to notice the sharp claws of Hugo grab without great care, remembering the call of my blood to every tremor in your body. For a hunter like him to hold off his instincts was a difficult task, and even more if only for two years had been transformed.

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To Adunafael. Part II

Continued.

- damn, Nadezhda! - Hugo moaned taking me with all the delicacy before he was able to stop our fall. I did follow the scent of lavender that gave off his jersey, closing my eyes without wanting to know where I had, feeling happy cradled in his arms. When my feet touched the cold floor of the attic, I left him carefully that he could not sustain itself. I felt sleepy before their aroma, so it went a little more of me to regain my opinion before scolded.

- I told you that you should forget all that, "I told you or not? -. His voice was a particular accent, a composition of thousands of notes that clouded my senses. I tried to concentrate on his words, knowing that their anger would be worse if caught me distracted with her charms. I nodded my head down, knowing that all the self-Hugo had spent not fall to pieces when he saw me jump .- promised I would keep it a secret, why did you jump?

- I have not said anything to anyone, really, "I defended myself, but my excuses were not enough to calm his nerves. The truth is I was happy, happy that despite all continue spying on me after what happened, I still worry. Hugo seemed to read my thoughts. His lips were slack and his eyes changed into a less dangerous, something that inspired to get my pulse, always through the roof when her hunter's eyes were fixed on me.

- just wanted to see me, is not it? -. I nodded without fear, to guess the meaning of his mild roar as clear as shocking. He was causing problems, I knew it, but that's not going to stop. Not now that he had made a decision, my whole being cried out to say that answer up.

- I want to see Leonardo, "I said aloud, noting the understanding emerge in the eyes of Hugo, now the color of ash.

- NO! - Shouted, grabbing the wrist with force, even though I knew it was all the delicacy which was able to assimilate without breaking the bone. I could feel his nose sniffed once, twice, three times before throwing Ely seize me with a roar. I could feel her breath on my ear, down to my throat quickly. I bowed my head to one side, guiding awkwardly to the source of my scent. It was not the first time anyone drank from me, so there was no fear or scruples. To them I was a food, perhaps you could speak, but their survival instinct made them ignore that detail once civilized form gave way to the animal. Hugo with his tongue touched my collarbone, causing a collapsed blood chills at that point.

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To Adunafael. Story Part I

A short story created from the characters of one of my favorite writers on FF.net. Hope you like it.

The city lights are glimpsed through the window closed and bolted. From head to toe opening stage of light and darkness reigns of the senses. The night is the climax and the shadows the light strains of the orchestra. The dancers are not, the public can not see them, because nobody told them the dancers were not going to be like them, they would not be a handful of the thousands who walk around town wearing different but the same clothes of ignorance. Pick up the baton that begins the work, with the nerves in the skin surfacing that filters through my nightgown. The public looked at me her eyes to the clear lack of players, finding myself alone with their criticism. Because I know what the shadows of the city play in a symphony of silent steps, but be afraid of its history, one that is repeated for centuries, as a story that ends badly, a nightmare come true. Because the end is stained with blood, like the beginning, and the howling voices narrate what can not be explained. That something exists, there is no way to prove. So I am here with my baton in hand with the stage lights, waiting for someone like me can see them, but every time I feel more discouraged, but nobody believes me. And guess what? Tonight I will not repeat the same mistake: I know better than to believe that this window is a stage, or that I am a conductor. But if anything I'm sure now that my body looks out the window, is that tonight ... you will see them.

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's cold. I have cold hands and only ten minutes ago I'm here, waiting for the bus planted. I do not know why I believe that will prompt one of these. Never, ever, ever, has come even five minutes late. The driver slowly relaxes and leads to fifty. How do you know that the only way they reach customers is through the bus, which leaves them no other even in the neighboring district. So here you see me with my nose about to drop the first sign of a new cold and hands minibolsillos innocently hidden in his jacket. Because I do not know buy clothes. Already said my mother, do not leave the set. Just pants, skirts cortitos, blouses stuck ... What fault do I have to have good body and I from what others do not? In addition, Daniel likes. And my mother knows I know and he knows, he pays 70% of the rent. While I'm unemployed, do not follow. I hate to think that I am a cute girl maintained. Although it is well. But only a few months. Is that the crisis left me unemployed, it was not my fault. Maybe I could work harder. Well, I ran a bit ...

- oh, shut up! "Escapes my lips at the moment that someone reduces their movement and a tiny hole steals my seat. I look askance, because in the neighborhood are few and some gossip, and do not recognize. For the first few pints and not one of the gypsies of Chueca bar. His hair is freshly washed, the smell of lavender and mint, mix a little exotic. The olive-colored skin, the kind that seem to always be under the sun or tanning shop that you spend a bundle or just white salts that as you entered. But if I start talking about your clothes, I really do not know where it came from. Wear uniforms, the kind of student, but not the typical knee-length skirts, stockings and a blouse same height reduces breast. No, no, the girl has to get attention. Miniskirt with long flight, the kind that Dani would do gushing sweat if I was wearing (because it is mine. I am the owner of copyright and I appear only in their dreams are not suitable for children .. . for your sake that is the case), a blouse tied in a knot, wearing a breast budding and about to finish that counterfeiting manoletinas schoolgirl porn.

- How long have you been waiting? - I said softly, those who take on the ads selling chocolates, but with bright white teeth as if they had never left the liquor ad polo. Snort a "ten minutes" avoiding eye contact: surely be one of the cool of some college girls who go out with guys twenty years and feel better for being promiscuous. Can you tell me slow to develop? In these wanderings was when I surprised a chuckle. Children of these innocent children have when they embrace Mr. Coco and fill it with drivel. One of these, only we were that girl and me, me not so long ago that I laugh in such a way ... My eyes raked in seconds, surprised to find a green eyes shine in the first eye contact.
- My name is Seph, do you? - Question with an enveloping aura of excitement, as if I were an ad for Disneyland Paris. This time, show me a warm and smiled shyly.
- Crys. Haunted-whisper and she smiles again. Keep silence for a few seconds, not knowing what to say before returning to check the time on my watch. Twenty minutes and counting. I do not do me resfriaré bets on whether or not she is sure the option runny.

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and talked about everything a little WoW

Today I have stolen WoW account.
lizard, lizard.
is talking about the game and steal my account ... I have come all my girls out and no national team, poor things truly.
So not idle I called Hector (my boyfriend) and we will buy some authenticators to ensure a 99% chance that nothing is going to get into the account gastandote 6 euros on this thing, never never must get home (who comes up with phosphorescent paint blue tabby and black?) and will no longer take hands to his head seeing Lyan in bra and panties do not know xD
more to tell, so I'm going to study for a while. Besos
geeks! Hi ^ ^

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here again!

Today I will speak of WoW, World of Warcraft for non-geeks who read this.
The WoW is a role-playing game where you create a character and make him go thousand and one tasks, alone or in groups with other players until you get to be the best / have all the achievements. From outside, the description is cool. But from within, we all know there is going to catch your epic equipment and beater, and be the most waperas of all.



There are three types of characters to guide you when ye are senior to missions or dungeons, where it will be essential: 1

Tanke. For fools, is the one who always need to hit under any circumstances. This ability is called Agro and is achieved by the defense, dodge, stop, suspension damage, etc of the character. The dominate the tanking classes are: warrior protection, protection paladin, druid bear, death knight frost.

1 Healer. This class is more difficult to climb, since neither are good beating and know only heal others, which can only benefit you in dungeons, where the goal is to protect the healer at all costs. If the healer dies, all die. This concept is the wipe, which can lead to give a kick to the healer if it takes to heal and look for another. A healing depends on their bonus healing, haste, mp5 (mana regained while channeling a spell every 5 seconds), critic and, above all, skill. * The classes are healers: shaman rest, rest druid, holy priest, shadow priest, (I forget what it is called now) and holy paladin.

* Although I must admit that the tank class is the worst by far when you have to be in the pit and take care of everything and pay attention all the healer bears a heavy burden: if the tank is bad; be bad. If the DPS (which explain below) are bad, it's bad. In the end, the blame will always be the same and only healers who have not begin to dictate to the healer you have to do like a rookie.

3 Dps. DPS means damage per second, ie, which are the real life down the bug in question. There are two types: casters and melee. The difference between them is that the casters attack at a distance the bug and the melees are body blows body produces. Anyone can do damage, so a good dps is the one that conguje his choice of attacks and combos to get the most damage in the shortest time possible. Most characters are dps, so just dictate the ones I like: cat druid, shadow priest, mage in all specializations, the occult in all its specializations, unholy death knight, combat rogue, fury warrior, paladin rebuke, elemental shaman and enhancement shaman.



"About me in this universe?
I Lyan, restoration shaman level 80 and belonging to the Alliance Undermine server. I'm in a guild with my boyfriend, Black Alliance, and we in bands of ten people at different sites at night. To cure? Say I'm good, so I still do also with other characters I've created (druid and priest), but has now actually have dps and more without gaining any levels because of the short time I have and require a long time to upload.
'm draenei. Few know what it is, but I like how they dance and smiling faces when they put gestures. Here is a little picture to me imaginéis (actually, I have shorter hair and cat ears *-*).




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And that's you . This is my little diary, which I hope to fill with so much that cost him half an hour to load the page (muajajja, the nightmare begins.) Begin with my name ^ ^ My name is Neil

, I have 20 years (see logical name space), studying industrial design engineering but am from Pamplona Santander lifetime . My hobbies are studying, but that try to be my academics, but the World of Warcraft, writing, drawing, playing with my dog Sasha (poodle, three long years crying for meals) and see my boyfriend what little I can see us because he lives and works in Barcelona.

In this blog I hope to put everything I come up and go away by explaining that I called loka Hoty or depending on the degree of alcohol ingested per hour thrown footballs. A kiss!

Start the show *-*