Progress continues in Ulduar - after jumping in and sweeping up the now de rigeur 5 now nearly cakelike bosses, the team proceeded to the three billy goats gruff or whatever.
I dunno, they were like big metal dwarf Matryoshka dolls or something, you got the big one, the middle one, and the dinky little Napoleon bastard who gets all huffy around the end of the fight. Took a couple tries to get the swing of it down, but Iron Council is down like a feather pillow.
Next on the list is Auriya, the crazy cat lady. WE ARE NOT RELATED TO EACH OTHER.
Here's your obligatory awfully framed trophy shot:

(Dude, Adnoid's dog is totally sniffing Luc's crotch)
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