Yes, this is about World of Warcraft. It’s a game I played for who the hell knows how long (February 2005 to 2008 I think, with a short stint back in in 2009). There’s so many things I could say and not say about it that can emphasize why I cared about playing this game. Yet I suspect it’s by and large the fault of the guild I was (am?) a member of, The Flaming Ruby, whose members are such great guys and girls I’ve always felt at home there with them since the day I joined in March 2005.
Members came and went, some I liked a great deal and some I disliked a great deal. Thankfully the dislikables are precious few and was generally disliked by most, if not everyone, and left the guild with pleasant people I continuously enjoyed talking with. Though I tended to be distracted alot of the time I did spend as much as possible of it being social with them.
Being in TFR allowed me to raid (gathering up 25 people to conquer common goals, and pick up pixels to further our cause for more conquests *grins*) with people I enjoyed, while doing something I enjoy. While raiding, and when I wasn’t, I had the added advantage of our channel where the druids hung. It was probably the coolest channel ever, and it was all thanks to the great people I got to chat with there every time I logged on.
As a druid since the game’s closed beta I was probably one of the few left that just couldn’t drop their druids because it’s the most amazing class to play in the game, although how long I played it doesn’t necessarily reflect my skill at it, sadly. The class encompasses many roles and functions, kind of a “Jack of All Trades, Master of None”, though the class was heavily changed in The Burning Crusade ( World of Warcraft’s first expansion ) which made it fairly close to a master-class. A few harsh reductions in the class brought it in line with the others, although several still feel it’s still not.
I kept up to date as best I could on the game and it’s mechanics, although with the immense flow of information in the WoW-communities, it could get pretty overwhelming for any serious gamer. It would suck to mess up in a raid because I was ignorant. Which happened alot, I’ll admit.
Anyways, eventually I quit WoW, and it seems I won’t be picking up the Lich King expansion. The interest is just lacking completely, at least for now. The thought of further grinding in WoW makes me one fucking sad puppy, although there’s the odd urge to explore more WoW-lore (awsm sentence by the way).
