Describe what happened the first time you ever raided!
Here's mine (and I fully expect to be mocked for it):
It was Gruul's lair, in BC. I was playing my enhancement shaman, very new to level cap, had no gear from heroics, only a bit of pvp stuff... Somehow the random guild I had joined invited me to their raid. I had no idea what vent was, or how to know what to do. We killed trash, and came to the council of giant ogres. Now i had really no idea what to do; I gathered from raid chat that I should attack and intterupt the priest ogre, but had no idea about all the special tanking and stuff required for that fight. I remember thinking, "why the hell does the hunter keep pulling?!" Needless to say we wiped many times before the raid broke up, and despite having no clue what was going on, it was awesome to fight and be killed by such giant ogres lol.
That's my story, now post yours!
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It was Upper Blackrock Spire. Molten Core hadn't opened yet, and I was really hoping that the
 Dal'Rend's Sacred Charge would drop. Of course it did, but my dice rebelled and I lost the roll. In fact, come to think of it... I lost that roll every time, and I never did get a Sacred Charge. >=( |
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Oh, memories. One of the first things I did once I got attuned to Molten Core was slap a giant in the face. It was, in hindsight, not the wisest course of action. |
