Actual WoW Update

Taking a quick break from the 20 Days of WoW Blogging Challenge (which really should be called 20 days of FREE CONTENT IDEAS!!) to insert a post that is actually about WoW.

My guild’s second group has altered our raiding schedule. This is the group that I raid in on my priest and used to be Tuesday and Wednesday. Since we’re regularly doing a 1-night clear, Wednesday ends up being open.

Apparently quite a few people in the group are experiencing excessive lag on Tuesdays so we’ve shortened the schedule to just raiding on Wednesday.

Until we’re ready to go “hardcore into heroics”… Continue reading

Couple more notches on the old belt

So I’ve been on the Alliance side for a week and half or so now.

I remember where things were before Deathwing blew up Stormwind. I tried running into a doorway that used to lead into the only AH in SW.

WTF? There’s got to be a dozen AHs in SW now, why would they remove this one?

They didn’t of course, just expanded the hell out of it and moved the entrance. Nice little upgrades from standing on crates to personal podiums. Jaxon is moving up in the world, it would seem.

I was planning on this move being… almost casual.

The main raid for this guild is a 25-man raid and they were apparently overloaded on mages and healers. My best bet was to come over and just take it easy in the 10-man alt runs. Which in a way, was a nice setup for me as I prefer the 10-man raiding environment. I had an opportunity to kick back, not worry about being an officer, and just enjoy the end of the raiding season before 4.3 drops.

I did get to run a 10-man on Aríoch.

And then IT happened. Continue reading

The ZA Hokey Pokey

You put your druid in…

You put your druid out…

OMG? No! WTF are you doing?

Get back out there!!!!

Gaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!

Would you like to release?

And that’s how my most recent trip to ZA looked.

Zone in to a DPS asking the obligatory, “time run?” which the tank ignored. (The hunter that asked was on a bear so I don’t know why he cared other than just not wanting to spend eternity in there.)

Clean-ish pull to the first boss. Continue reading

On My Own

Hope everyone had a great Memorial Day weekend.

So by a string of coincidences, I ended up all by myself this weekend.

Perfect! I thought.

I’ll get caught up on some cleaning and sleep and WoW that work and my back has been interfering with.

Friday night starts off fine, get some cleaning done, log into WoW on Arioch and decide to queue for a random ZA/ZG.

By myself.

As DPS.

There were a couple other DPS in guild attempting to wheedle a tank or healer into queuing with no success so I figured I’ll do a little questing/rep grinding during my 30+ minute queue time. Continue reading

Then and now and again

I suppose the benefit of a busy life is the constant reminder that at least I’m alive, even if I’m tired and ready to collapse.

My poor little mage got to do a very little bit of raiding and can now claim a Magmaw kill. I don’t remember why, but we had to use the “OT tanks the maggots” strat… eh, it was a kill. Of course, nothing tasty dropped for clothies, but it was still a Cata-raid cherry pop for the mage.

Over the past few months, almost all my in-game time has been devoted to raiding. Our roster keeps sliding around as people are coming in and out of school, moving, and hitting the personal limits of frustration. Thankfully, I like raiding. I would prefer that we could keep a consistent roster and that the ones that do stick around were a little less on the “WTFDOYOUTHINKYOU’REDOINGSTANDINGINTHEFIRE” side, but (most nights) the kill makes up for the frustration along the way.

Funny thing happened the other day in guild. Continue reading

Damage starts with RRRR

I had a plan.

It was a long, convoluted plan, but it would totally work for me.

And then the plan got crumpled up and tossed out the window.

When Cata dropped, I had to be gogogogogogogogo with my priest (as gogo as I could be working 60 hour weeks and sick as a dog) to be ready for raiding.

I’ll be honest, rushing through like that didn’t do a whole lot for me in terms of game appreciation. I enjoyed the new zones, but always in the back of my mind was, “I have to get through this and to max level so I can gear and raid.” But it was OK, because in the back of my mind was also, “hey, I’ve still got my mage I can level through here and take all the time I want.” Continue reading

A rather articulate crab

Nothing from me today, but something from a crab.

http://us.battle.net/wow/en/blog/2053469

As much as I’ve struggled with new playstyles and pondered leaving healing behind, I get what Blizz is doing and I applaud it.

For those of you behind the evil walls of filtered internet content, the entirety of Ghostcrawler’s post is below the break. Continue reading

Oh Shit…..

Or:

Why Everyone Should Move for Shadow Trap.

My job has reared its ugly head and I’ve been doing 70+ hour work weeks for a couple weeks now.

I have a slight moment to breathe and I’m sharing it with you.

Feel special, dammit.

Having a really good time in my new guild, even though I hardly ever get to play on my mage.

Poor Arioch has been shouldered aside in favor of Selwyn’s capacity for healing. Continue reading

How to…

feel useless.

(I’m sure this blog title is going to earn me lot’s of spam, yay.)

Playing my priest, because that’s what I get to raid on.

Focusing on Heroic Sindragosa 25.

Unchained Magic hits 5 people at a time.

In Heroic, you also asplode and do AoE damage if you get any stacks of Instability.

So you have to run to the side, wait for your happy little self to asplode, and run back to the group.

And stand there.

Because if you cast, you will asplode.

And if you asplode in the raid it is bad.

Very bad.

I seem to be an Unchained Magic Magnet.

So I run to the side.

I asplode.

(Because I always seem to have a heal in the works when I get hit.)

I run back to the group.

And stand there.

Watching health bars slowly (or quickly) slide to the right.

Fingers twitching.

Must… cast… heal…

No!

Must not asplode in raid!

But… people dying…

No asplode!

The closest I’ve ever felt to this was stumbling across arcane-resistant mobs in Netherstorm.

Arcane Blast, Arcane Blast… why is it still alive? ZOMG FUCK ME IT’S IMMUNE TO ARCANE!

And then the arm flailing commences.

And the swearing continues.

That situation makes me mad.

Mad is OK.

I can always switch to another school of magic.

(WHERE THE FUCK DID I BIND FIREBALL?!?!?! GAH, WHY DOES FROST BOLT LOOK SO MUCH LIKE OTHER SPELLS?!?!?!)

I can do *something*.

But with Unchained Magic, I can’t even cast off-school.

Bandage?

I might get A tick, as in a singular tick, off on someone before the rampant AoE nixes that.

So I stand there.

Useless.

The feeling ranks right up there with being the first person to die in an encounter.

Had to commit suicide in one of the Sindragosa attempts.

(Bet that line gets me some spam too.)

Hit with Unchained Magic.

Run to the side.

Asplode.

Run back to the group.

Stand there.

Air phase.

Frost Beacons are out.

Bubble. Bubble. Bubble. Bubble. Bubble. Bubble.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

My Unchained Magic hadn’t fallen off yet.

I now have plenty of stacks of Instability.

Must. Not. Asplode. In. Raid.

Run to the side.

It was close, if the Frost Bomb hadn’t killed me, the Backlash from the Instability sure as hell would have.

And the people around me.

After that I decided that my buff bar and buff counter were not adequate tools for tracking Unchained Magic. At least not adequate enough to overcome the compulsive need to bubble people prior to being entombed in ice.

Thanks to IceHUD I now have a bright red bar right next to my character counting down the seconds until I can stop feeling useless.

Query to my readers.

Air phase on Sindragosa 25.

One line of tombs or two?

Does it change if doing regular versus heroic?

WoW. Just WoW.

So after my rather tearful decision being made, leadership transferred over, goodbye post left on the forums, and characters invited to my new home I spent part of the day going through some old blog posts of mine.

I told you this was like a journal for me.

I was reading about how happy I was to be breaking 2k in VoA, how much my first guild struggled in freaking heroics.

I had actually forgotten about how challenging those heroics were way back in the day.

Posts about entering Naxx and being nervous as hell.

Posts about entering Ulduar and being nervous as hell.

Posts about the good times.

Posts about how fucking frustrated I got. Continue reading