And now I is one.I tells ya, it were a flurry of crafting work. And running. Lots and lots of riding and running. Run to the trainer. Run to the forge. Run to the mailbox fer the latest shipment of materials from Galertruby (who done did a bang-up job of holding onto all that coarse stone and mithril bars and all else what I didn't have room in me bags fer). Oh, bugger, I needs the recipe for white fireworks, so fly to Ratchet to buy that.
Pause for breathe.
Okies, more crafting. More riding. More running. Fly to Thrallmar for more training, 'cause the Azeroth trainers is a buncha yokels what can't teach the good stuff. Hammer, hammer, hammer. Fly to Nagrand to buy the recipe for seaforium bangsticks.
Phew. Take a break.
I still need to swing by the AH and pick up a primal nether fer to make me Goggles of Uber-Tanking, but I know the schematics and they be in the bag. And oh yeah, some gems. And I still need to pick a faction (great googly moogly, another faction) - Gnomes or Goblins. I's leaning Goblins, simply 'cause being able to pop over to Area 52 would be a big help. But I'll chew on that. But I's mostly done. 'Cept fer me flying machine. And mats fer some Goggles of Smashing!. And some other stuff. But other than all that, yup I done did it.
(Is were mostly done following this here guide).