There's things that impress me in this world. One of those things is how marshmallows can't be singly eaten. Another is the human spirit.
Third is our raid team.
Our Yogg-Saron defeat came in no more than a couple raiding days, and schoolgirls everywhere sighed in relief. Our victory relied heavily on ancient Ulduar secrets such as "PRESS TEH BUTTAN HARDUR" and "healers staying alive." When it was all said and done, we felt a little wilder, a little more insane. (Well, except Nellenya, she's already titularly Insane.)

It's crazy to me that this last boss is palpably a new beginning to the instance, one of hardmodes and one hour spawn bosses that could decide the fate of our universe. So while Yogg Saron's door has closed, a window opened... uh...somewhere. I've never been good with stuff like this. Either way, we were not content to just rest on our laurels and get drunk like other guilds after a finishing boss kill. What did we do? We partied with some iron dwarves and did Iron Council medium-mode:

Yogg-Saron being defeated means that now we here at Fordragon's Reprise are looking towards hard-modes. Good thing there's so MANY of them! Much in the spirit of our aggressive train-wreckers, we demolished Flame Leviathan with two towers:

