Stratholme

I’m a jinx. I’m so much so a jinx that I once almost caused a guild that I wasn’t even in to disband.

Back when we used to group without trepidation, TG and I got picked up by a guild group that just needed two more bodies for their 15-man run of Stratholme. When we joined, we were greeted enthusiastically. They were all boasting about how easy the run would be, particularly their guild leader. If we didn’t leave their group absolutely amazed by their skill, they were probably going to curl up and die or maybe start melting like the watered-down Wicked Witch of the West. These players were positive that this run was going to go more smoothly than any run before it ever had.

They actually seemed delighted for us woeful random groupers. Clearly this dungeon run would break us for all future random runs. In hindsight, perhaps they were hoping to lure a new Priest and Mage into their own ranks. That, however, was not fate’s will that day.

They were still blissfully unaware that they had invited along a jinx.

TG and I began to worry when he had trouble healing the raid on those first trash pulls of Strat Undead. We chalked it up to the learning curve of a new group dynamic.

Things went from hard to wipe once our group started pulling the gargoyles. One Fear and the whole group was sent zooming out into the city, all bringing back their own merry assortment of the living dead. We chalked that up to poor positioning.

The next pull would go better. Clearly the tank and damage dealers would learn their lesson and pull a bit further back. The thought never crossed their minds. The jinx must have blinded them to strategy.

We wiped again. In fact, we wiped at least three more times in that first section alone.

This was not the amazing group that the guild had presented themselves to be. No one understood what was wrong. How could they when it was clearly something supernatural at work?

Things didn’t really get uncomfortable until the point people started abandoning the group, and the guild leader totally lost it. He started in on an epic tirade about how unbecoming this was to his guild. He threatened to disband the guild if anyone ever left a group again. Meanwhile, TG and I sat in stunned silence wondering whether it was somehow our fault. The guild had been so confident.

TG disagrees with my jinx theory. He thinks they were just a bunch of dorks. They failed at any sense of strategy and couldn’t adapt when things weren’t going well. It’s not like it was our first run through Strat; we’d done that dungeon more times than I could count with only the occasional problem.

But, maybe that was just the start of my being a jinx. Or, maybe TG and I are some sort of guild-destroying monsters, so mindlessly fixated on never being successfully guilded that we attempt to destroy all guilds that allow us to get close. After all, it’s not like it’s the first time something like this has happened.

Advertisements

About Amanda

Amanda is a 20-something flailing gamer. While she loves MMORPGs, the company in them often triggers flare-ups of her social anxiety. Her all-time favorite games include Everquest Online Adventures, Eternal Sonata, the Animal Crossing series, Katamari Damacy, and Rhapsody: A Musical Adventure. She lives on junk food, and her favorite books are equally trashy. She doesn't believe in putting two spaces after a period, but she does strongly believe in the serial comma. Unfortunately, she has a penchant for starting sentences with "and" and "but;" hopefully you won't hold that, or her excessive use of semicolons, against her.

Let me know what you think:

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s