Around three o’clock in the afternoon the doorbell rang. My wife and I ran to the door and opened it. The delivery man was gone, but sitting on the front porch was a curious box addressed to me. I bent down to examine it. I pointed to one of the words written on the package – “FRAG-EE-LAY. It must be Italian.”, I said.
I tore through box and all of it’s packaging eventually unearthing a glorious orc riding on his trusty worg. What a great way to symbolize this amazing 10-year ride. Thank you Blizzard!
Now the battle with my wife begins to find a place of prominence in our home for this glorious gift.