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My favorite moment in WoW was playing with my best friend Matt before he died in a car accident. We spent a lot of time in the good ol' days of BC leveling and eventually raiding. Most notably though was the time we were drinking and raiding Kara and I had too much to drink and I threw up all over his keyboard that I happened to be using at the time and kept DPSing Prince Malchezaar till he was down. See you soon Matty.
When I just started raiding with my first guild, I had ventured into ZulGurub several times, when one night, when we reached High Priest Thekal (the Zulian Tiger boss) for the first time ever, I was tasked with spamming the /rw channel to kill the adds (they had to be killed within a short amount of time of each other or they would ress).In my mind, I was trusted with a valuable responsibility in a key point in the guild's progress. We downed him on the first try :D
My favorite memory of WoW is getting my paladin from 80-85. The experience that these zones have are so cool. My favorite was Vash'jr because of the sweet mount.
I was leveling one day my first character ever in Tanaris back then at the beginning of Wrath of the Lich King, when I met this guy who agreed to do quests with me. I wasn't bad to be honest, but I didn't know anyone on the realm. I was a Rogue and he was a Shaman, both Alliance, and we had come across lots of Hordes that we could easily defeat. Meanwhile, I told him I was from Argentina and that I just started playing the game (on a U.S. realm). He told me he was from Atlanta, Georgia and that he had been playing the game for a while already. But the lucky strike ended when we started being ganked by two 80s, who couldn't stop tea-bagging us. Then my new friend said to me: "Hang on, pal. I'm gonna get my 80 and call my roommate who also has an 80 to teach those dudes the real definition of ganking". Later he showed up with his 80 warrior and his friend who was an 80 gnome mage called Pibsqueek.I was seeing them fighting 2 versus 2 while I was dead on the floor and my new friend seemed to know what he was doing. A moment later the Hordes were tea-bagging them too. The 3 of us were like: "Oh well...at least we tried". I thanked them anyway even though I was actually rolling on the floor laughing and so were they. Days kept passing by and we still were leveling together, defending each other. Then after a week more or less I got invited to his guild, which was called "Bunnies Cupcakes of Doom" and there were only like 12 characters in it. They were actually just 6 guys who were real life friends from college and I fitted in the group perfectly. In fact so perfectly, that we became real life friends as well.We played together for 1 year long, noone joined the guild and noone left. We moved as group, always together. Then 2 years ago my parents had to visit Washington (the state) due to work and I took the chance and told my guild via Skype like we used to talk: "Dudes, guess what? I'm coming over this winter". I won't ever regret having done so, it was like I knew them since forever. Last year I joined a work and travel agency, to work in U.S. for 2 months as a host in some restaurant in Hawaii and then I went to Atlanta for 2 weeks to visit them again. I'm planning to do the same next year, even though we aren't still on the same guild.
My favorite memory would have to be my first lvl 80. I worked SOOOO hard to get there. Bouncing from toon to toon trying to find the one that I liked and could push it through. Once that hunter hit 80, I got BOA gear and started my climb to filling my account with low geared 80's. Altoholics UNITE!
There has been so many, but I know my favorite was when I was doing the Elders Achievement and found the new Elder in Thunderbluff. I wonder why there was a new one and read the story of the young boy that has passed from cancer and they had given his passion for life an eternal place in the world of Wow. Ezra lives forever now. It's shows a compassion that most people overlook and something as big as Blizzard can take the time to show. A great moment for all that play.
It was around mid-BC when the Reins of the Raven Lord were officially implemented ingame. If ever there was a mount so fervently desired by anyone and everyone, it was Anzu the Raven Lord. Fierce glowing blue eyes, hooked talons, a long swooshing tail, golden armor and adornments... I was instantly smitten with the fearsome boss of Sethekk Halls. Not only was he included in one of my all-time favorite dungeons, but with an exciting, lore-filled chain of quests leading up to his final confrontation? I made a vow to run heroic Sethekk Halls every chance I had until I was fortunate enough to see the Reins of the Raven Lord drop. I pushed the idea of rolling against four others-- or heaven forbid, the possibility of a ninja looter-- out of mind in order to focus my determination. I knew it wasn't going to be a quick or easy goal to achieve and the possibility of never even seeing Anzu's reins was clear as day, but I pushed on. Every day, every instance reset, I would be there inside Sethekk Halls with whatever group I could manage to scrape together, leading the charge through the dungeon (as I quite frankly had it memorized by now). Watch out for the ghosts that spawn, those totems mind control, turn the windserpent away from the group...Months dragged on... then a year, and while my desire to see the Reins of the Raven Lord drop had not waned in the slightest, other responsibilities came and pushed that goal to the backburner. I had raids to attend, guildies to help gear up, and real life to focus on. Not all goals can be met with success and this was a reality I had to accept. Still, watching other players sprint by on their own personal Raven Lord... I had to wonder, did they all grind for months like so many others? Did they know the brief story of Anzu, his devious ambitions, his mysterious background in the Emerald Dream?It was another slow, uneventful day for my guild and I as we waited for raid-time. Most were busy leveling alts and one of my good friends just so happened to be doing his epic Druid flight form questline. I didn't remember exactly where he was at in the quest line, so it came as a rather shock when I was asked to a heroic Sethekk run out of the blue. How could I decline? Everyone in the guild knew how infatuated I was with Sethekk Halls, the Arakkoa, and Anzu. Sure, the chances of seeing The Raven Lord drop was absurdly low, but helping a friend was the more important matter at hand anyways. It was great fun to run with a group of friends, and up until the end of the instance I had not given Anzu another thought. Even as the great Arakkoan deity fell over dead, I was having too much fun laughing with the rest of the guild to worry about what loot dropped. An epic gem no one needed, the Boomstick (shop smart, shop S-Mart!) and...Suddenly everyone was shouting my name, excitedly talking and urging me to check Anzu's corpse. I was in shock and it wasn't even registering that there was an extra epic item in the loot window... could it have dropped? Is that what this thing here was? It had the right name, the right icon, was this the Reins of the Raven Lord? I questioned my fellow guildies about rolling for it, after all they had equal rights to a glorious mount just as much as I did, and their collective response almost blinded me. All four adamantly refused, stating with utmost certainty and almost threatening me with repercussions if I did not take the mount as my own! Attempts to offer gold to my friends for their generosity went unheard, and even as I accepted the tantalizing message of "Yes, I know this item will become soulbound" I remained dumbfounded. The great reins of the Raven Lord had dropped and I was overjoyed! But that wasn't what shocked me so.After clearing the last boss and exiting the instance, I finally came to my senses and was completely overwhelmed with emotion! My character sat upon the great, regal deity looking more stunning than I ever had imagined. I had come into possession of my dream mount after a year of attempts. But as I stood there in the middle of the desolate Auchindoun clearing, watching my party crowd around inspect Anzu for themselves, I knew that it wasn't just the mount that was bringing me such joy. My guildies-- my friends-- all began to '/kneel' in front of Anzu and I, bowing before the Raven Lord in unison. In their excitement and joy for me, I could feel something else even more powerful: a true sense of belonging, of friendship, of togetherness. How sickeningly mushy it must sound, but I was sickeningly mushy at that point! How extremely lucky I was... not to have seen the Raven Lord mount drop, but to have genuine friends like these.Years have passed since that wonderful evening and I still roam the lands of Azeroth and Outland with Anzu at my side, never boring of his imperial looks. Yet more importantly, I've continued my friendships with those guildies of mine, those individuals who showed without the use of words how important our friendships were... that my happiness was worth passing up on a gorgeous mount that they may never see drop again. It's for this reason, the combination of seeing (and obtaining) the Reins of the Raven Lord and strengthening the friendship with my guildies, that I will always cherish that day as my favorite World of Warcraft memory. It's the friends you make playing the game you love that make it all worthwhile =) Thanks for reading.
when i killed Yog-saron for the first time without keepers. i was so cool back then on Mimirons head :)
When I first started 5 years ago when everything was new to me, running around elwynn forest beating boars with crappy weapons, wearing my pink cloak. Duelling in Goldshire and loosing to 'twinks' and getting some rage lol. But my best memory is when my guild was raiding ICC we kept dying on Sindragosa everyone was getting frustrated, so I whipped out my Celestial Steed(TRH) put on my Elegant Dress with my Spring Circlet and everyone fell into laughter on vent, the fustration had gone :D the jokes returned everyone just lightened up after that.
Favorite moment in WoW was back in my noobie days I asked a mate how to get to Darnassus. Well he took me there and then all around Azeroth on a grand tour. We were running around for about 3 hours going from Darnassus through Ashenvale in to Barrens then all the way south to Feralas and across to Duskwellow. We finished the grand tour over in Booty Bay at about 1am. Think that was the most fun I've had in WoW and the main thing that sticks in my mind.