Thanks to those perserverent souls who were willing to boldly sacrifice themselves today, in an effort to drag me kicking and screaming with nails gouging the stone walls

into the daily heroic dungeon; it was helped by the fact that I was the only toon on at the time that wore something resembling metal armour.

I did actually know where to look for my defense skill (thanks Jaannaatank); there was a long silence after that,

but the fervour of badgers to be harvested drove the determined group onward.

After fighting my way through the large amount of Cenarion Expedition Hippogryphs and one rad crow with armour; I ran through the swirling abyss...into the wall behind it.

Nope, not keyed...nope, not honored.

The fact that you all were willing to run me through the regular instance to get me the faction necessary, keyed, and then still most likely horribly maimed beyond

recognition, was not lost on me.

Thanks, you all are the best.

Heh. We tried!! :) Do some quests, man!