Whew! Day four and this one looks like a toughie. As you can see below the question is to discuss your favorite WoW memory. Like most players, I have a lot of them and it’s hard to choose any single one over the other. Ugh, this one is going to be tough! Really! Can I cheat on these and mention a whole bunch of them instead of choosing just one? I’m not saying that this particular challenge isn’t fair, I’m just saying it’s very difficult to choose just one memory. To me it would be akin to asking, “Which of your children do you love more?” and to me that’s just not possible.
Day 01 – Introduce yourself
Day 02 – Why you decided to start a blog
Day 03 – Your first day playing WoW
Day 04 – Your best WoW memory
Day 05 – Favourite item(s) in game
Day 06 – Your workplace/desk (photo and/or description)
Day 07 – The reason behind your blog’s name
Day 08 – 10 things we don’t know about you
Day 09 – Your first blog post
Day 10 – Blog/Website favourites
Day 11 – Bad habits and flaws
Day 12 – A usual day in your life/online time
Day 13 – People (players/bloggers) that you admire
Day 14 – This upsets you
Day 15 – Your desktop background (on your computer) and why you chose it
Day 16 – Things you miss (post Cataclysm)
Day 17 – Your favourite spot (in game or outside it)
Day 18 – Your favourite outfit
Day 19 – In your bags/bank
Day 20 – If this was your last day playing WoW, what would you do?
Day 04 – Your best WoW Memory
Oh where to begin! If you read my last blogging challenge I could easily go back to my first day of playing WoW and talk about what happened on my first day of travels into the world of Azeroth. If you didn’t get a chance to read it I’ll give you the 30 second version. As I began my journey of exploring this new world I found myself tricked by someone who at first, seemed like a nice person. Instead they tricked me and my poor Night Elf toon was swimming for his dear little life around the shores of Teldrassil trying to find a way to find the entrance of the Night Elf capitol city. I cannot recall how long it took, but when I finally made it to the landing area of the docks, it truly was a welcomed site.
Sometimes it’s about the experience
As I made my way up the shores of the great tree, I spoke with all of the NPC characters that I could find, from the dockmaster to the fishing trainer and even the flight master too. When I did accidently find my way back into the city, I recall being overwhelmed by the awe inspiring beauty of Teldrassil and it’s architecture. It seemed to be in harmony with the environment rather than being a product of it. Upon passing the town’s bank, with it’s grand tree trunk having a bear and an eagle carved in it, it peaked my curiosity even more.
The more I explored, the more I wanted to know what I was looking at and how it worked. I covered every inch of that city looking at everything and when I look back now, it makes me smile. I can tell you right now with full certainty that it didn’t matter if it was the guards, the auctioneers or any of the lowly vendors and trainers who stood their ground to help wary travellers, I tried speaking with them all. I went in every building, I climbed up and down every step, and I explored it all. I never once got bored and it was glorious.
When the first patrol of night elf protectors strode passed me on their sabre mounts I totally geeked out. OMG, am I going to get to ride one of those too? Then I found the riding trainer and when I saw the cost on purchasing a mount I about passed out because in my bags I only had about 10 silver an a few sparse copper. Yes, looking back I know that whenever an experience is fresh and new is when I really love the game. I’m sure it’s probably because I love to learn and I love to explore.
Sometimes it’s about the people
Memories can often hit you like a truck. Just when they’re often forgotten about, it can take something like a simple thought, or a phrase, a smell, or even something like a sound and then the memory gates open and suddenly there’s that rush as memories, experiences, and feelings come that come flowing back to you! Omg, it just happened to me as I type this post. For some reason I thought about the night one of my ingame friends to me to the opening of the gates of AQ. I was getting 1-2 fps and it was horrible and exciting at the same time.
Then there was the time when my friends and I first ventured through the Dark Portal when the foreign world of Draenor sprawled before us with all of it’s harsh landscapes and new creatures to encounter. You might think I’m nuts, but whenever I pass from Azeroth through the Dark Portal and into Draenor I feel like I’m choking IRL from the smell sulfur, and physically I feel like I’m sweating from the scorching heat that eminates from the dry, ruined land of that fated world.
Promise not to laugh? Even though I’m much higher in level and I could probably take it down bare-fisted with only a punch or two, I still cringe whenever I’m in the HFP area and I can hear the echo squealing roar from the Fel Reaver. It makes me want to duck under the nearest rock every time I hear it for fear of being squished. It happened to me and a few guildmates on several occasions. I’m sure all of us could go on and on about memories with our friends. We all have them.
Warcraft is an MMO and that is by design. One could play the game solo, but why would they? Many of my most memorable events in the game are coupled with the thought that many of my in game friends often accompanied me in the experiences. How could I ever forget events like these:
- Stepping into the heat of Molten Core and getting spanked
- Entering the the cryptic halls of Kharazan and it’s maze of chambers (Um, where’s the backdoor again?)
- Battling, dying and rezzing for control in countless battlefields
- The dread and nervous tension we felt in SSC or in the Black Temple
- Questing with guildies and always being jumped by mobs on the Isle of Quel’danas and everyone laughing because it always took me 2x’s to complete the bombing quest (lag can really suck sometimes)
- The happiness and pride I felt in helping my friends pay for their flying mounts and spending an hour or so flying around the Outlands to celebrate
- Helping my hunter friends camp rares in Northrend for the thrill of the hunt
- Grinding dungeon runs for mounts, gear, and badges taking turns healing or dps’ing
- Summoning my team week after week on raid night at the steps of ICC, catching up with eachother’s RL as we joked over vent as we clicked away
- Taking down the LK after countless wipes and hearing my team scream-cheering in static and pops because their sound signals of joy were peaking the meters in my sound card
Sometimes it’s a mixture of both
For the sake of brevity, I’ve kept this list short to give you an idea of what I mean. I could stretch it to several pages if I included everything that’s happened since the explosion of Cataclysm and now bringing me into the full swing of the Mists of Pandaria. All of these things I might have enjoyed on my own, but instead I cannot recall a time when I was alone. I was always accompanied with a friend, a small party or even an entire raid team at my side when I saw them unfold.
Like all of you I could go on and on and on about my favorite memories while playing the game. It’s much too difficult to choose only one, or even a few. In fact, there’s no honest way for me to answer the question to this challenge of, “What’s my best WoW memory?” because who knows what will happen the next time I login? I think it would be easier to ask, “What do you like about WoW?” because that question I could answer because without hesitation I know it would be my friends, and the experiences we share together.