| Suffering with sever writers block and a large amount of snow that is making my workplace empty (and very muddy), I happened upon this shared topic that got my wheels a turnin’: As a healer, what kind of boss would I make? Having only started raiding in WoTLK my knowledge of the original raid bosses in fairly limited. However, I did go back and do some of the BC raids just for giggles.
I’d want my fight to be fairly complicated—no one wants to be a loot piñata. What would a boss be without any back story? I have never thought about coming up with a back story for my character before, but now with such an interesting writing prospect before me I can hardly help but wonder what could have driven my character from being a small time healer to a big time boss.
(Note: I’m fascinated by the Old Gods, particularly Yogg-Saron and his ability to make people insane. His madness not only comes from close proximity to himself, but from the metal Saronite. Those who mine it for too long are known to slip into his madness and kills themselves in an attempt to be closer to their masters greatness.)
Monthly Archives: January 2010
Here’s an update on 25 man raiding in my new guild:
Lady Deathwhisper– Down
Gun Ship Battle–Down (Duh)
Blood council– Down
Professor Putricide– Going Down soon
Blood Queen– Haven’t attempted
We did all this in one night, with one shots on everything except Rotface. I cannot belive that 25 people can so seamlessly execute something so complicated! Plus, I pretty much had no idea what I was doing for Council. Putricide is really difficult, especially getting him down while killing the adds in a timely fashion. I believe we have 12 attempts left for both him and the Blood Queen.
For me the toughest boss we downed was the Blood Council. Admittedly, I hadn’t watched the videos for the fight, and I don’t do well just from hearing it recited over vent (I tune out, and go AFK and look at my facebook or WoW.com. It’s a terrible habit, I know!). Everyone in the raid spends a lot of time running from target to target, trying to get away from people who are targeted by that huge fireball attack, and something about adds…not really sure because I spent that entire fight going “OMFG where is the tank!?!” and “Get away from that fireball you idiot!” in my head.
No paladin drops as of yet, but when I do the weekly raid I’ll have enough emblems to buy Meteor Chaser’s Raiment! I’m picking that one because it is BiS, and I am not afraid to admit that I like it more than the Tier 10 headpiece because it’s a dress and it looks great on my character. Come on, I’ve got one bright blue chest piece and everything else is the weird purple /gold/brown colors of the ICC ten loot. I look like I got lost in the costuming room of my old highschool.
Next official raid night is Sunday, and hopefully we’ll get that silly Professor deaded. Not really sure about Blood Queen– only one guild on the entire server has beaten her.
(Above is a video from the vanilla days of WoW, easily one of my favorite WoW songs ever. While it’s not completely relevant to this post because the druid in the song is kind of a butt [And the fault of the paladin’s being butts is mostly Blizzards–at least where this post is concerned], it does a nice job of eluding to the fact that those that roll outside of their armour/spec are generally seen as scum bags. Trust me, with the number of Shaman who will freak when they see the Paladin BiS lists, there will be a Purple Pally Monster song soon enough. )
I’ve checked out the Best in Slots lists lately because, well, now that 25-mans are an option for me now (!!) I will be able to realistically covet those loots.
However, I’m noticing a disappointing trend that has been delivered from the Blizzard Gods…
Plate stuff stinks.
How am I supposed to be the epitome of Holy badassary if I have to run around in mail and cloth pieces?! Not to mention how will I deflect the angry stabbings from priests and shaman when I walk away with their pieces if I can’t be covered in 3 inch plate? Ah, it’s a vicious cycle.
I’m very fortunate that my new guildies use a Loot council system where you’re allowed to link for any ups that you need. They don’t require you to roll on your highest armor type, which is a big improvement over my old guilds way of doing loot (“Paladins who role on mail and cloth are tools!!” “Yeah, but, you see here. this piece has haste while this piece gives MP5 which will seriously lower my throughput–” “NO!! Don’t touch my loot!!”). Of course armor consideration is still a problem, and I’m always going to be passed over when one of our priests needs the Meteor Chaser’s Raiment, the best in slot chest piece according to Codi from MoarHPS!(EDIT: /facepalm @ myself. You can purchase the chest peice for 95 emblems of frost. But the idea remains the same, when priest pieces have no spirit on them then they are often better than their hasteless plate counterparts). I personally agree with her BiS list over the Best in Slot Holy Paladin resource page, which says that Mail of Crimson Coins from the Blood Princes is BiS. I guess I just like haste.
Well, lets talk a little bit about haste. Blizzard, bosom friend of mine, do you know that haste makes Holy Paladins happy? Crit makes us smile, but MP5 gets a “meh” from most of us. Now you want us to be happy, don’t you? Then stop force feeding us MP5 you…you…Ahhrgeggha!!!!11!1!! *NERDRAGE*
–Due to technical difficulties, please enjoy this break while we go find Pheadra and stop her from flying to California to scream at Blizzard employees–
Okay, now that I’m back from my happy place…Most authorities agree that a Holy Pally who focus on a Holy Light build should at least be at the haste soft cap 676 haste rating, which is 20.6%. Holy Light builds are encouraged to shoot for even higher haste, to attempt to bring the casting time of HL down to 1 second.
Taking a look at the Teir Ten pieces, we paladins should be extremely disappointed. Three of the Five pieces give haste: Lightsworn Spaulders, Lightsworn Tunic, and the Lighsworn headpiece. The rest give MP5, Crit, and Spellpower.
Unfortunately, the headpiece (who’s item level 264 T10 upgrade is Best in slot) gives 2 less haste than the 245 piece. Now, I don’t want to make mountains out of mole hills here, but come on, these are supposed to be ups! We’re having to sacrifice what small amount of haste we can scrape from the regular 251 and 245 pieces for one of only three pieces that even give haste in the T10 set? Yes, I know that the piece has more intellect, spellpower, etc. than its T9 counterpart, but I can’t help but feel that our class is misunderstood when we have to spend 95 Emblems of Frost, which are so painful to get, for something that isn’t going to be a complete upgrade until we can get into a 25 man group and get lucky enough to be given that token.
The fact that only three out of the five pieces means that I won’t be looking to get my four piece bonus for any reason. Luckily the two piece is still an option, but I’m going to have to take a hit in haste for a while until I can get the upgrade token.
All in all, for me ICC gear is a great disappointment. Having to dip into the limited armour pools for other classes makes me feel like a slime ball., and watching plate piece after plate piece drop and realize that I don’t want anything to do with them makes me a sad paladin indeed.
Well many things have happened since I last posted. Most relevant to this site is the fact that my former guild has disbanded. When I say “disbanded” our GM (and that term is used very loosely, our Officers ran the guild due to her lack of availability) freaked out and kicked a bunch of us, and then everybody else left.
To my guildies who read this post, I wish you the best of luck with your new guilds. I know we had our problems and our difficulties but I genuinely enjoyed raiding with you folks! If you need a buddy for a ten man, shoot me a whisper, and rest assured that you will all be on my friends lists. I will always consider you my guildies, wherever we end up in Azeroth.
For myself and my druid boyfriend we found a new home in the guild <Surge>, a twenty-five man guild who is one of the top progression guilds on our server. Lucky, huh? We had our trial run last night (well the first of many, I’m assuming) and Punch smashed faces in with his fantastic feral deeps. Me? Well let me just say that the healers in this guild are amazing. Now I know where all the Priests on Trollbane are, hanging out in Surge, being awesome. I haven’t felt so undergeared in a long time, me and my little ten-man outfit. It’s nice that they have two other Holy Paladins so I know what my healing range should be, but…they have two other Holy Paladins, my least favorite class to heal with.
So, the Run Back series will be taking a break for a moment while I figure out if its going to go into a new direction, or whether it’s going to continue at all.
As for me, we have another raid tonight, and I’ll be attempting to figure out whether I can cut it in such a badass guild.
I love game shows. They’re entertaining, they give hours of mindless yelling at the television, and nothing is more entertaining to the masses than family members screaming at each other (why do you think soap operas became so popular? “OMG! My twin brother stole my fiancé, and now they’re plotting to kill my ex-mother in law, who is also my sister’s best friend who has been dead for twenty years!” *cough* I watch too much T.V….)
Much like your circle of friends, everyone’s family includes different types of people, with different views and opinions. Generally, this makes for very entertaining Thanksgiving dinners. The side effects of spending too much time with your multitude of cousins or brothers and sisters can result in unpleasant yelling, bloody noses, hair pulling, and the ever popular name calling.
Like a family we will have problems. There will be pixleated hair pulling, and angry whispers typed with keyboard breaking ferocity. In the end, I pay my $15 a month to kill virtual dragons and death-dealing zombies with nine other people because I enjoy the success that our teamwork brings us. Other people may join sports teams or book clubs to fill their time. Me? I prefer to support my boss killin’ buddies against the evils of a virtual world.
Unfortunately, finding like-minded people who have the skills we need is a daunting task. Unlike in reality, we as raiders have the option of exchanging the unruly sibling or an angsty aunt for another person who will rotate in and lend us their skills for a night. However, I prefer to try to support a group of people who I know and can trust to heal me or kill the boss instead of trusting that task to a new member each week. You wouldn’t want that new chick your brother is dating to replace Grandma when it comes to making Thanksgiving dinner, would you?
Right now I’m working on my first post of my new Run Back series, but I wanted to take a break to talk about something I find really amazing, something that I feel is often overlooked in WoW. (The first article will come out soon, as soon as I get enough material and stop getting my butt and immune system kicked by my intense work/class schedule.)
Do you ever notice how diverse your raid group is?
From the outside world WoW players are viewed as either A) A nerdy, awkward teenager, or B) An unsuccessful adult who has nothing going for them, because why would they spend so much time in an online world when they could be doing something productive like investing in the stock market or watching the news? People who don’t play tend to give me “Wow, you’re kind of a lonely loser, aren’t you?” look when I mention I play WoW. Sadly, I know where they’re coming from. Every college has that one group of really loud, greasy people who hang out in the cafeteria, or the student lounge and argue about the benefits of having a gnome warrior versus an orc warrior, and debate the complex rules of Magic the Gathering (which happens to be going on behind me now…). These are the people the world looks to when they think of WoW players. Theres nothing wrong with screaming about how your Yu-Gi-oh deck kicks ass because of the “card of awesome win”, or whatever, but these are the type of people the mainstream media thinks are the majority of WoW players.
Well, mainstream media, I beg to differ.
In my raid group alone we have a nuclear physicist, a mother of three with a Masters in psychology, a dog washer, a computer programmer who works from home, a grandmother in her sixties, an artist, a power plant operator, and college student who wants to be a lawyer. There are few people who I actually play with who are the image the average person has of a WoW player. Personally, I have a more diverse raid group than my group of friends who I’ll actually see on a regular basis.
In the end portraying us all as a singular identity is a flawed view. We have one thing in common: we enjoy video games. Clumping everyone into the same category is like saying all musicians are into jazz, or all chefs love to cook Italian food. The world is full of different people, with different backgrounds, life views, likes and dislikes. I can only wonder why the average person sees a WoW player and thinks “Look at that socially awkward geek, they’re so pathetic” no matter if that person is an extremely successful banker, a cheerleader, or just your average joe.
Recently I’ve started telling people that I play WoW. It has been an uncomfortable experience at times because, when I mention I have a raid Tuesday night, I’ve had friends turn to me and say “You play WoW? Oh man, I didn’t think you’d be into that sort of thing. You seemed so normal.” Well, I AM normal. With over 11 million people online WoW has turned into a cultural movement that has affected the lives of nearly everyone in the United States. Whether or not you will never consider playing yourself, you most likely have a friend who plays (or played) or a family member who may enjoy killing virtual dragons. Even if you know no one who plays WoW I will bet good money you know someone who has played another MMORPG, or obsesses over the newest Call of Duty release, or even logs dozens of hours on The Sims.
Video games are no longer the property of the technologically elite, the lonely teenager, or the jobless adult with to much time on their hands. Games like WoW have come on to the world stage with force, and I can’t help but feel sorry for the people who can look at what is a good chunk of the world and say “So you like to spend your time with a bunch of nerdy, lonely teenagers? Isn’t that a little pathetic?”
The types of different people I have met, the opinions I have been introduced to, and how broad my view of the people in the world has gotten is due to amount of people who differ from me that I have met through WoW. I know people from California, to the mountains of Minnesota, to the balmy shores of Florida. My world would be much smaller if I hadn’t started playing WoW, and I hope that as our generation gets older the idea that we’re all sad losers will be left at the door for a view that does justice to the amount of diversity WoW has brought to the over 11 million people who play.
There comes a point in ever persons life where the thing you love (your hobby/sport/significant other) becomes a stressfest, and you begin to wonder why you still take part in said activity. This is a little rambling, so I apologize, but it’s things I need to say.
In my freshman year I was on my high schools winterguard team, and in tenth and eleventh grade I was also on our marching band’s Color guard. A group of between ten and twenty girls(depending on what season it was) would get together after school everyday and practice, in very cramped quarters, our flag tosses (Which later caused the cafeteria ceiling to be littered with holes and pockmarks), rifle spins, and dance routines.
I loved it to death. Every day was like a party my freshman year. We got to jam out to the awesome music to our routine, laugh when we dropped the flag, or someone smacked the ceiling again, and we made progress with our routine. We may not have been the best guard, or the most experienced, but we always went into our saturday competitions with hope that we would win. Sometimes we got that first place trophy and knew we deserved it.