Day 04 – Your best WoW memory
This one I had to sit down and think about. I have lots of things that jump to mind when I think about wow; the first time I went into a raid with my guild where I had no idea what happening but I trailed along in their wake (I was 65, they were 80 and were running SSC for fun) or the time I first realised that there were actually not that many limits in the game, if I wanted to walk from one end of the continent to the other the game would let me; I might die but if I can dream it up, I can probably do it in-game.
But the one that stands out in my mind most is probably the day I tanked my first ever dgn on my dk. I’m certainly not a real tank with a tanky mindset and my dk isn’t even at max level but tanking stands out in my mind as something like the final frontier in wow. I’m always admiring tanks who can come into dgns and raids and seamlessly make it work. Knowing when to pop your defensives, how to move the boss, when to swap with your tanking partner seems like magic when it works and is so noticeable when it doesn’t.
I’ve got a really long way to go on my dk, not only knowing all her abilities inside out but knowing the fights inside out but for me going into that dgn with the other 4 players following along behind (amazing that it happened that way! now they just run ahead by themselves and I chase after hoping to save them from certain boss aggro deaths) that was a pretty cool memory.