(I wish I could link you all back to the original post that the Christ line is from but Megs seems to have shut off her archives. /pout)
Just an average weekend for us in Shadow Rising.
Run a few heroics.
Do some dailies.
Kill a mother fucking dragon.
Note the snazzy new title?
I know, I know, we took forever to get around to doing it.
What’s hilarious is it looks like I’ve missed every other Sarth-with-drakes-up run with the guild.
Screw getting each individual achievement one at a time and work my way up to 3 drakes.
So how did it go down?
The new guy (and I’m going to have to come up with something else to call him) volunteered to lead the raid.
I’ll be honest, I’ve been getting a little burnt out on organizing and leading just about every raid we do so I was more than happy to let someone else call the shots for an evening.
Not to mention, he’s done this on other toons and knows all the ins and outs to this achievement.
We were short having enough people logged in so grabbed a shaman out of LFG so we could have Bloodlust.
(That’s BLOODLUST, not heroism or whatever it’s called on the other side. BLOODLUST. RAWR.)
Grabbed a pally tank out of guild and plunked him down in front of the dragon.
The guy did great, for what he could do. Someone will be speaking with him shortly and walking him through why it’s best not to have all 71 points in the protection tree.
So after about an hour, the pally gives up.
We swap him out and have one of the DPS switch to his warrior tank and replaced the DPS spot with a guildmate that logged on.
Another hour goes by.
We’re swapping people around as they log in, but just can’t get a decent composition together and we’re stuck with this lame shaman.
The shaman wasn’t pulling in any DPS to be writing home about and *he* was the one complaining the DPS wasn’t high enough…
Two guildmates log in.
Both have shamans.
Um, pug shaman guy?
Yeah, so we’ve been here two hours… think it’s just time to call it. But it was great of you to come out and fail with us.
/reform group with all SR members
Took another hour to get the tweaks in the method down pat and to get lucky breaks on the flame walls.
We were running a caster/melee split which was not making anything easier so it required even more effort to get the planets to align with the flame walls and void zones.
Oh, and we had to talk the holy pally into actually moving out of the way of flame walls so his bubble would be available to use in the bubble/divine sacrifice combo after the tank’s cooldowns were blown. L2 dodge flame walls. =P
Now, we’ve dropped bosses in the past.
And I’m sure that collectively, we’ve spent more than 3 hours on some bosses. (Hodir comes to mind…)
And when they die there is always the rush of “Yay! Dead boss! Lootz? What’s next?”
And then we just move on. No one lingers at the corpse. No one cheers.
But this one was different.
I’m hoping Icecrown is like this. That when we finally get a boss down we are so elated about it that the loot is forgotten until we’ve all gathered around for a photo. I hope our guild forums get filled with these.
Just in case anyone was curious, here’s the damage for the kill:
4 piece Tier 9 for DKs. Nerf it nao. kkthxbai
(Army of the dead was cheating, too.)
Loot is being handed out and it’s time for the drake roll.
One of the guys said when we started that he didn’t care about the drake.
I was a little surprised that he rolled on it.
He beat my 3.
(God my raid rolls suck, this is why I’m glad we are on loot council or I would NEVER get a drop.)
We asked him to show us the drake in Dal but he just logged off.
Then the next time he was on, he was saying how ugly it was.
If you win something that you know half the raid was drooling over after you state that you could care less about the item, don’t make disparaging remarks about said item. It takes that knife and twists it so slowly… “I have something that you wanted and I don’t even like it. Neener neener. I’m banging a supermodel but going to complain that her left tit is slightly larger than her right. Neener neener.”
I would have loved it and hugged it and called it George.