WoW: Dwarf vs. Giant

I created a dwarf, Brulox. This turned out to be more interesting than I anticipated. I told the fiance about my character and that he was a dwarf. She asked if that was the same as a midget/little person. I replied that in some ways, yes they are, height being an example. In others, not at all. Dwarves are much more hostile and more likely to drink than your neighborhood midget. This made some sense to her (most little people we have been in contact with seem to be very well mannered). She then wanted to know if these dwarves were the same as those in the Lord of the Rings, “you know, Frodo style”. Again I explained the differences to her, hoping that tackling it from a genesis perspective might yield some results.

She lost interest in my explanation and wanted to know if you could be a giant in the game, “to combat the dwarves in size”.

“Sorry, no you can’t”, was my response.

She crinkled her face a bit, “well that’s dumb, why wouldn’t there be giants? If there are little people, there must be giants”.

“Dear, that’s not how it works. The fantasy world and dogma that WarCraft is based on does not have giants, per say, as a species”.

“Stupid fantasy worlds. If I had made this game there would be giants”.

End of story.

And so it was my realization that indeed there should be giants in the game (as a playable race), because my fiance stated it so [whupped - Ed.]. Since WarCraft was released they have been mistaken by not including giants. Blizzard, if you read this, please do as she asks.

I embarked with Brulox on the server Gnomeregan. Starting in Anvilmar I was given a quest: kill wolves. It was for the most part the exact same quest I was given when I played years ago as a Druid. Huh. So I killed me some wolves. I was rewarded with a pair of gloves. Exciting, I know.

After the wolf killing I was asked to kill some Troggs. So I did just that. When I was done doing that I was asked to kill more Troggs, ones that were more evil than the last ones. I also did that.  At this point the fiance popped in again, “Why are you a short muscled man with a beard?”. With as much patience in my voice as possible, I said, “Because dear, I am a dwarf”. Rinse, repeat the conversation above.

It was my lucky day, just as I got bored of killing wolves, I was asked to do some Rum Running. Finally some excitement! I ran that rum as fast as my hairy little legs would take my big bearded self. The man waiting for it was ever so grateful as he drank it down. My reward? Run the empty mug back to the owner. I didn’t run this time, and boy I am glad I didn’t. I stumbled across some dude (at least I assumed it was a dude, all variables considered) looking to talk with a female Troll. Maybe he wanted this strictly for conversational purposes, or perhaps to discuss those wolves wandering around Anvilmar. Perhaps, but I like to think it was because he was lonely in this big cold world of WarCraft. I didn’t stick around to find out the results. I returned the mug and reached level 4…