My favourite WoW moment which I still remember is when I leveled my very first character, an undead warlock in the barrens in october 2005.I enjoyed it quite much but then I saw an oasis there and was scared as hell, it was totally different from the rest of the barrens and I chose not to look what was there.When I did my level 30 warlock quest back then in Ratchet, I decided to take a look in the oasis and laughed my ass off, because I was frightened by level 13 mobs ^^.I like that story that much, because it happened on my first char and I guess why I kept it as a nice memory which brings a smile to my face.Thats it... short, but true ^^
My favorite moment in playing WOW was finally accomplishing the 9k achievement. That was most painful to do so when i finally got it i was so relieved.
My favorite moment was when I first started out back in about 2006.I was a Dwarf Hunter back then (now Tauren) and I was stuck on the quest where you had to kill the yeti in the cave outside of Ironforge. Took me 3 days to kill it! Haha. Once I had killed him I then proceed to kill him about a billion times. I still go there every once in a while to kill him but to me that was my most memorable kill ever.
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My little sister and I were eager to start WoW over the Summer, being avid Warcraft III fans. As soon as school was over, she and I popped in our trial accounts. I created a paladin named Rayasl, and she a warlock named Mordeen on the Terokkar server. This was all during the advent of The Burning Crusade."Why a warlock?" I asked. This struck me as odd, since my sister didn't seem the "dark" type. "I read the manual," she said, "and they seem sinister. I like that." Her response surprised me, but little did I know how enthusiastic she would become of WoW later.Several quests and levels later, she and I ended up in Westfall. As we progressed through the quests, we learned the lore of the land: the Defias Brotherhood posed a grave threat to the safety of Stormwind and its citizens, and it was up to us, Mordeen and Rayasl, to defeat Edwin VanCleef. We quickly learned that dungeons were typically attempted by five people, and so quickly gathered a group to face The Deadmines. But the results were disastrous. We kept wiping and wiping on the Shredder, and the group disbanded. "We'll get VanCleef later," my sister said. Her tone resonated with a determination and confidence that I had never heard before. Later that night, we joined yet another group attempting The Deadmines. The run went smoothly, until we reached VanCleef himself. "VanCleef!" my sister gasped. She seemed awed. After several wipes on VanCleef, one of the members left. The situation seemed lost, until another paladin whispered me, asking if there was space in our group. We quickly got him in and faced VanCleef once more. As the fight progressed, the situation seemed grim. The healer was running out of mana, the tank slowly dying, until suddenly..."HELL YA!" My sister yelled. I was surprised. Not at VanCleef dying, but rather, what my sister had said. She had never said "hell" before. I looked at the clock in our room - 12:00 AM. We had spent the last two hours or so in The Deadmines, and finally defeated VanCleef, who seemed to us for a long time an insurmountable force. Our first Edwin VanCleef kill was definitely my fondest moment in WoW. In that kill, we experienced so much - the thrill of a boss fight and victory, staying up late past our bedtime, and hearing my sister say "hell."Nowadays, you can find my sister and I still playing on the Terokkar server, now Horde. She and I play Halaj and Halajii, respectively.
I remember when I first started playing WoW, and I had no clue what was going on or what to do...It was during the Gates of Ahn' Qiraj. That was my favorite memory because I was so excited about that world event, I used the items that were needed to open AQ to my advantage to help my game play!
The time: burning crusade. Place: The Stormspire, Netherstorm. i had never reached the max level, and i was about to leav in the quest that would make me go 70, i was filled with joy, i was a p12 and i had allways though that id never ding 70 but it was going to happen, and i dident dear to turn it in, but then i did it. i was. 70! i remmember bragging about it to all my friends and since then i have allways felt a love for nether storm, and the eco-domes in it.
My favorite world of warcraft memory is joining my guild, Favorable Outcome <3 on a low population server its a very close knit family :3 i love going anywhere and doing anything with them, they're my second family. i dont care if compared to other servers we arent that far along in raiding i wouldnt leave them for anything <3 i love you guys!
Walking into Stormwind City for the very first time. The music swelled, my heart leapt, and ... wow. Just, wow.
I played all partf of Warcraft strategy games, so I realy like Warcraft world and its history. And my favorite moment was when I saw Malfurion Stormrage during doing quests at Darkshore. It was amazing, me, young night elf "fights" side by side with legendary druid to protect out lands. At that time i've really felt myself like Hero :)