Hearthpwn

Marin the Fox: I can summon a treasure chest that grants you a blatantly busted glorious gift upon its destruction!

Togwaggle 2.0: Hold my lackey.

We're beating away at a dead horse at this point, but hey, you don't see me complaining.

I find it rather amusing that for someone called the "Convincing Infiltrator", this dude's characteristics are completely contradictory to his alleged personality. This guy practically SCREAMS to be noticed (the keyword ain't called "Taunt" for nothing), and when he DOES get taken down, he goes out of his way to screw over some random enemy sap who may or may not have assisted in his demise, implying that unlike the traits of someone with his occupation, he's not exactly someone who prefers going down quietly.

I fucking love it.

Ironically, this thing finds more play in Evolve Shaman than its intended class. Occasionally as a WIN CONDITION, mind you...

That flavor text made me snicker more than it should've.

Props to you, flavor text dude.

"You see son, when a Preparation and a Primordial Glyph love each other very much..."

This card holds a special place in my heart out of respect thanks to a particularly evocative arena game involving this little dude.

I was playing against a Mage. Ahead in terms of board and health, I had drafted a Deathwing in my deck, which was sitting in my hand, begging to be played. I was probably going to win the game for sure given the current state of the game, but I was feeling kinda cocky (this would later turn out to be a huge, huge mistake, as you're about to discover). After smacking my opponent with my lackeys and threatening lethal (by reducing the health pool to below 12 HP), I played Deathwing, who promptly incinerated my board (and my hand). I smugly ended my turn. Another arena game in the bag, I thought to myself.

Enter this little minion-freezing motherfucker, who turns my opponent's hero power into a makeshift Frost Shock. The shit-eating grin I had initially wore on my face quickly transformed into an expression that can be roughly translated to "fuck my life". The mage then proceeded to summon an insurmountable army of minions who effortlessly crushed my inferior topdecked draws. Needless to say, I lost.

If there was anything positive that came out of that match, it was that I gained a new friend on Battle.net that day (who personally told me that she metaphorically shat herself upon seeing my Deathwing drop into the battlefield, implying that to add to all the ridiculousness, she had actually TOPDECKED the damn Ice Walker), and learnt two new, extremely valuable lessons: one, that Deathwing should only be used as a LAST RESORT, and two, that there's more than meets the eye when it comes to this unwitting little ice elemental.

After watching Toast's video on Rastakhan interactions, this weapon may be even more powerful than I initially gave it credit for. +2 attack on the turn you cast the overload card AND the turn when your mana actually gets obstructed? Hell, that ain't bad at all...

Oh man, this takes me back to the WC3 days. I'll always remember your trusty companion, Shadow Hunters.

True to his title, the only place he's ever gonna probably see play is the Arena.

After all the negligence we gave their kind...

This isn't the Rager we deserved, but sure as hell it's the one we needed, may it lead us to glory eternal.

arena god

It's so strange yet so funny that the best place for this card is in a Warrior deck nowadays OMEGALUL

well there is gold in it (most ppl like gold) there is a flame in it (most ppl like to watch fire) and there is a hot half naked chick in it, most ppl like that to (not all but i dont judge :) the smoke effect is great by the way. 

That's a pterodaxx... think of Vicious Fledgling type of beast

Knowing my rng, I'll be taking my 2 Nightmare Amalgam...