Have you noticed how few boars there are around in WoW these days? Or maybe there are a few of them that have escaped Deathwing’s massacre, but you certainly don’t run around and kill them as frequently as you used to do back in the days. And I wonder what this will mean to the Christmas celebrations.

At least in Northrend, which is supposed to be heavily influenced by Scandinavia, this could be an issue. There isn’t very much Christ in our Christmas, there never was. It’s still a Midwinter blot in disguise, where we oblige to our ancient desire for meat, making oversized smorgasboards. A huge Christmas ham http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Julskinka is mandatory, and it’s usually accompanied by all sorts of sausages, meatballs, ribs and other animal body parts.

To be honest, I’d rather call it brutal, bordering to disgusting, than tasty. However it’s a part of our heritage. You can’t be serious leaving those Vikings at Howling Fjord starving while boars happily walk around in Azeroth at full health. What are they supposed to eat in its place? Gold clover?

I think I see a pattern though. I suppose you haven’t missed that Vashj’ir, is entirely under water, teaming with all sorts of life including shellfish. And you might also know that Blizzard’s European office is situated in France. Now, you may not know it, but in France you don’t eat ham for Christmas. They’re far more sophisticated than the pagan descendents from the Vikings. As far as I’ve been told you’re more likely to have oysters and Champagne. Yep. That’s what I’d call a stylish Christmas!

You see the connection?

No more pigs to kill. It’s time to collect oysters for the French Christmas tables. It might not be in the game yet, but it’s only a matter of time. Blame the French influence! And you know where you heard it first.

Either you’re celebrating Christmas, some other festivity or nothing at all, I hope you’ll have a great weekend and that Greatfather Winter will bring you something nice, preferably a little more fun than the rifle from last year. I never saw the point of it. It still fills a lot in my bank, in case it will dawn upon me one day.

Here’s a toast for a Happy Winter Veil.

Cheers!