Well, this is my priest in all her glory, Tier pieces, and wack-a-mole mace of awesome doom. Go Go dwarven boobs. (People play elves alot and all but look at those rockets and picture how spectacularly they bounce when my avatar runs. I used to laugh running from place to place wondering if they would smack her in the face. Ah you have got to love the complete lack of realism the moment men reinvent physics.)

It bothers me my shoulders are that horrid and clash with my nice robe of awesome. Still working on it but should have shoulders with ethereal wings soon. Woot!