The Life and Times of Deidrich Pt. 1

•March 18, 2008 • 1 Comment

Possibly the most vital part of enjoying WoW is being part of a guild. Being in the right guild can be the difference between playing World of Warcraft happily for 3 years or quitting after 2 months. Your guild will be there to assist you, support you, and will be the key to getting any kind of progression end game.

That being said, I’d like to devote this post to my previous guild history and how finally finding the right guild can make all of the difference.

In the beginning…

My first true guild experience started with what could possibly be called the largest guild ever. This guild had over 500 members who all were pretty well acquainted with one another. Some members had even been playing together since day 1.

When I had joined I was in my mid 40’s, and completely unaware of what a “good” guild was. In my eyes, having this many people to talk to, ask for help, and support me could only be a good thing.

In time I came to enjoy my time with this guild, but my main reason for joining was to be able to raid. I wanted to explore the caverns of Molten Core and the mighty halls of Blackwing Lair. I wanted a role in the content I had originally bought the game to see! After being told I would be able to raid with this new group upon hitting the (old) level cap of 60, I rushed myself through Un’Goro crater and then Silithus with a blinding speed. 10 levels in 10 days was, to me, an impressive feat.

Immediately after hitting the level cap I set out and gathered most of my all-so-essential dungeon set, eager to begin my raiding career. My first raid was an Onyxia run, over in Kalimdor. We downed her with ease and I had cemented in my mind that this guild was the perfect guild for me.

For the next 11 months, I raided with this guild and this guild only. As time passed, I became dissatisfied with the raid leaders, who would call a raid off after 2 or 3 unsuccessful attempts on a boss, and the lack of commitment from the raiders, who even at the best of times were not consistent. Yet, even though I came to dislike raiding with this guild so much, I was attached to the people.

Soon, however, I was presented with an opportunity to leave it all behind and pursue a more serious attempt at what I loved to do best: Raid.

Note: This is the first post of many, keep checking back for part 2 of this post where I’ll discuss a rebellion, a realization, and achieving raiding Nirvana.