PVP: My Warlock and Me

This is a PVP story from my Desolace/Arathi days. Mostly Desolace, but there were a few quests in Arathi I was trying to wrap up, so I'd be in one zone one day and a different one the next.

When I was questing in Desolace one day with Blacklight, we ended up over by the Horde base, and a warlock decided to come out and meet us. During the PVP fight I accidentally dragged a couple of buttons off my toolbar, so needless to say I wasn't fighting up to par, and I dropped like a rock. He then proceeded to camp us, so I ressed, stealthed, and began to wreak my revenge, but he ran back into the Horde base before he died. He'd then come back out every few minutes to try to pick us off, fail, and run back to the base. Frustrating.

Well. A few days later I'm back in Arathi questing by the horde base (are you sensing a pattern here?) and the same little warlock appears. At this point I am seven levels above him, so I ignore him and continue questing. I'm in the middle of fighting a mob when I notice that I have a corruption spell on me and just got hit with a shadow bolt. I turn from my mob...and there's the little punk trying to take me down.

I throw a regrowth spell on me, moonfire, faerie fire him, then go bear form and start attacking him up close. His voidwalker is on me, and so is the mob, so I'm at a little under half health when he goes down.

So, what does he do? Uses his soulstone and tries to get me again. I pop back into elf form, heal again, moonfire/faeirie fire him again, and melee his ass to death with my Illusionary Rod. He goes down a second time, I sigh at him, then turn around and finish off my mob.

He ressed soon after and I chased him all the way back to the Horde base. Little punk.