The faction of Eredar who opposed the Burning Legion settled on the orcs’ planet and named it Draenor, “Exile’s Refuge.” This faction of Eredar refer to themselves as Draenei, “The Exiled Ones.”
Sure, ignore me, I see how it is. 
You can set up a free, 10-person, ventrilo server on your computer fairly easily; see here for options. We have on set up for times when we don’t want to have people just dropping in, or are playing a different game or server. It’s easy to setup and run, and shouldn’t impact WoW’s performance. Just an option if you run into problems with in-game voice chat again.
Warp Stalkers. 
Hence the female draenei line, “How do you crash into a planet? That’s what I want to know!” 
Thanks for the lore lesson!
The problem with the discussion about Outland wildlife, is that you guys are taking it from the point of view of WoW players, where Outland is this weird mystical area that’s colonized by orcs/wolves/etc.
It’s the other way around.
Outland, before the influx of demons and the abuse of magic that broke the planet apart, was not really much different from, say, the Barrens or Dustwallow. Rugged, maybe not lush, but also not very different from your typical Class M Roddenplanet that looks suspiciously like a studio back lot viewed through a brownish green filter.
The orcs, the wolves, the boars (before they got spiky), the birds, the trees, this is the native life. The Horde rode through the Dark Portal on the backs of wolves, and the first thing they did was construct pig farms using supplies from home. It’s the warp stalkers and floating rocks and Fel Everything that don’t belong.
If no one here gives something reasonable, I’ll ask my husband when I get home - he’s a fellow WoW addict and was a geology and geophysics major in college. Maybe he can handwave something.
I’m suddenly very afraid of draenei engineers with their flying mounts.
Guess what race my Engineer is.
:o Maybe I shouldn’t have posted about those alternate methods to get the seaforium charges outside of making your own.
Ah, the Horde is a natural choice for Dopers; we must have bacon!
Mine too. Haha!
I wonder if that means her mechanical squirrels may explode?
I always assume that when the planet was destroyed, the crust underwent a lot of twisting/buckling stress forces. Rock, being a crystal, can fracture in unexpected ways. The “softer” stones crumbled, and the harder veins of rock in the crust formed the spikes.
Personally, I don’t care as much about how the spikes formed as I do why dragons keep flying into them. You’d think the piles of impaled bodies would act as kind of a ward-off.
You have to admit, though, that’s one of the cooler sights in Outland.
Heh. Those are all the near-sighted dragons. Darwin at work.
For some reason I thought that Gruul and his brood were hanging the dragons up there as a show of what happens to their enemies.
Have you ever tried to make lenses that big?
… but have y’all ever wondered about the “recording” of the voices that the enemies use?
I’m just thinking: Did they pass around a bottle of Jack Daniels when they recorded the “surprised-me” and “Ya got me” voices of the Defias Diggers?
And then some of the women enemies really get “feisty” and “melodramatic” when they attack and die, respectively!
The Murlocs? Somebody had to be gargling and they sped the sound up!
My favorite vendor is the one I call “Clint”: He goes (in a low tone): “What can I do for you?”, and then when you end the transaction: “For the Alliance!”
Anyway, yeah, I think about shit like that.:rolleyes:
My next instance? Probably finish up in Duskwood (Stalvant’s Ring) and then ask for a party to go after the Blackrock Champs. Someone (martu? also told me to head to the Wetlands and Ashevale to do some low-level questing there.
Enjoy the vacation, martu!
Also thanks for the tip on screen-shots 102 and the addition of the second action bar! I was wondering why I was constantly having to toggle between battle and defensive stance!:smack:
Looked up “griefing” to see if I was guilty of any of that, and it appears I am marginally guilty of “corpse-camping”!
I had been waiting for some fo the Blackrock Orcs to re-spawn so that I could go after them again, but I noticed some other folks around me doing the same thing!
Thanks,
Quasi
Quasi, don’t worry about corpse-camping. Usually that phrase refers to player vs. player, when one player kills another one (in PvP) and then waits for them to return to their corpse to resurrect and kills them again while they’re still weak. Some people will do this for HOURS.
It doesn’t really refer to waiting for mobs to respawn. The only way that’s griefing is if it’s a unique mob you have to kill for a quest and you camp that mob after you’ve already killed it to keep anyone else from finishing the quest.
Oh, and by this time in my WoW life that “Mrrglglglglllgllglgllglglg!” of the murlocs is like a knife through my heart. I hear it and everything goes red…I hate murlocs…
Well, except for those baby ones in Borean Tundra. They may possibly be the cutest damn things in the whole game.
According to WoWWiki (which is citing the official webpage, though I can’t find the reference):
“The harsh winds that rip through the canyons of Blade’s Edge have, over time, worn the bordering escarpments into menacing, dagger-like spikes that lend the region to its name.”
Not the most likely of explanations, but we’re also talking about a world which has somehow survived being ripped apart.
As for the dragons, I always assumed they were kind of forced into the spikes rather than clumsily flying into them.
Well, there are some big lenses on the “observatory” type buildings. (There is one in Ratchet, for example.) Goblin tech? Or Gnome tech?