Sveala Reaches 100
I suppose the title is a big give away. The most beautiful Dwarf Shaman (not The Most Beautiful Shaman) has made it to 100. It was one of those anti-climactic dings, too. I was going to take out Tall Buck, and arrived in the small glade he calls home. Discovering this corner of Nagrand was what it took to finish off the level. I always find it great irony when this happens to me.
Anyway, I’ve also been working on putting together a complete set of Mogs for my ladies once they reach the leveling goal. In each case, I’m trying to capture the essence of their class (and often spec) while still having an interesting mog that doesn’t make use of too much of a given set.
For Sveala, I wanted the essence of Fire and Earth, the elements she has the most affinity with. The shoulders also hearken to her roots, a daughter of both Ironforge and of the Highlands, she lived with her cousins and learned the ways of the shaman in the shadow of a very real orcish threat. The gnarled staff of petrified wood is a testament to her will over rock and earth.