Normally I would rejoice over a boss kill and blog about it ASAP, especially one that had eluded me for the longest time for sundry frustrating reasons, but the death of my friend silenced me into a respite and period of mourning the last several days.
Now that I’ve found the strength to move on, it’s time to get back to posting and look back at the craziness that was Heroic Dragon Soul.
Heroic mode had always seemed unreachable to a casual raider like me, no matter how nerfed the raid was. Historically, I had always found myself in the middle of some stupid guild drama that saw the disintegration of my core group and my progression, forcing me to either switch guilds or servers. To borrow a line from Riggnaros (in his Manaflask interview) and paraphrase it, you can’t have just five people wanting to try heroic modes and the other half not caring. When at least half of your people are indifferent, and the pickings are slim in the guild, you’re basically screwed.
This time, I got lucky. My GM/Raid Leader formed a partnership with her close friends’ guild – comprised of the most talented and dedicated raiders I have ever met – and our 10-man efforts in a span of a week and a half resulted in several heroic boss kills, including Heroic: Madness of Deathwing.
I’m not going to lie; the fights were brutal and unforgiving. Special mention goes to Heroic: Spine of Deathwing, which deserves a layer of its own in hell, and that’s putting it mildly. It also gave me the most heroic carpal tunnel syndrome, which had me cursing, “35% nerf, my @#$%ing ass!”
My GM had to laugh. “Hey, at least we downed Heroic Madness before MoP!”
Uh huh. For a casual raider like me, it’s a big deal to down an end game boss – especially on heroic – before the next expansion hits. Heck, I didn’t get to down even normal Lich King back in Wrath no thanks to guild drama, so yeah, this Deathwing kill means A LOT to me.
But it wasn’t just the kill that gave me satisfaction. It was also the players I worked with that night — the very patient and very skilled people who never gave up no matter how many times we wiped.
For the first time in my gaming life, I was with high-caliber individuals who were determined to get things done, who set aside both egos and excuses to see the raid group to the very end. They pushed me to be the best I could be that night and inspired me to keep going even when things seemed hopeless. My faith in humanity was restored. And all I could do was cry and scream at the end, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN ALL MY LIFE??!!
So with that goal crossed out in my bucket list, albeit so late in this expansion, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief and spend the next several days waiting for Mists of Pandaria. And I certainly hope to raid again with those fine people in the future.
Here’s to a brand new adventure for all of us!