memories from classic wow.when i was doing the ashenvale quest that had you pick up some crate from stranglethorn and return it, on my way back i was just standing in the middle of the ship, minding my own business and thinking about completing the quest. suddenly the alliance priest next to me casts something, and all the sudden i'm starting to run off the ship.a second later, the ship zoned and disappeared right before me. that's how i became aware of the mind control spell.even before that, when i was questing in hillsbrad, i see, for the first time, an attackable member of the enemy faction. a human warrior, of course. i stealth, stalk him for a bit, and finally attack him. it was a fierce fight where we both stood in front of each other, not moving one bit, and tried burning the opponent down. he popped his swords rotating around him thingie and burned every cooldown, but i was a combat rogue in what i deemed good gear at the time, greens of the monkey, bought from the AH. i was victorious. my first pvp fight couldn't have been better.which brings me to another "you do this only on your first character" thing, the AH greens. i picked up mining and skinning, because i wanted to make money. picked up every node i saw, farmed skinnable mobs a lot, and aimed for buying the mount as soon as i could. but then there was the AH... i bought an item when it would provide me with +1 more stat, even if it costs 25g. and you know what? i enjoyed it. this character wasn't gonna run around with inferior gear. love my rogue so much.
My exposure to World of Warcraft begins, like many peoples', with the original Warcraft: Orcs and Humans. I had an older cousin who played it and used to let me play it when I was over at his house. I was in awe of that game, so naturally when he got Warcraft 2, I took up every invitation he extended to me. As soon as it came out, I snatched up Warcraft 3 for myself, and just as eagerly consumed Frozen Throne. Loved that game so much.Now, at the time, though I have been a big RPG enthusiast for as long as I can remember, WoW hadn't really crossed my mind. I guess my plate was full with some array of console games I had bought that I was desperately looking to beat, but the thought of playing this game didn't really click during the hype phase. Fast-forward to release date, my brother buys me a copy of World of Warcraft and not long after, the accompanying guide book--which is now so hilariously outdated, but also has a nostalgia about it. Reading through that guide book only really served to make me feel intimidated by the game. There was so much material there, and I had no sense of scale for what was actually being depicted on the page.Some four months later, I'm at my best friend's place and when I show up, he's playing this game that looks completely incredible. The scenery is vast and epic, the characters and creatures look awesome. Lo and behold, he's playing World of Warcraft! At the time, he was a Level 40 Survival Hunter just starting off his questing in Feralas, and the creatures he was locked in a life-and-death struggle with were Ironfur Bears. As a result of this scene, Feralas remains to this day my most beloved zone in the game.I started playing shortly after when I moved across the country, predominantly to stay in touch with my friend in an interactive fashion. I created a Tauren Shaman, because that just seemed like the coolest thing in the world, and I went at it. When I started playing, I had some extended vacation time, so I spent *all* day playing for a couple of weeks. I remember feeling so amazed by the world, and so impressed with myself when I got to level 12 in one day. I remember my first PvP experience was a duel with my friend's first alt, a level 14 Troll Rogue. I remember getting all the way to level 17 before realizing I hadn't trained any ranks of one of the Shaman's coolest spells, Earth Shock. I remember getting to Level 40 myself and being so excited I could chill in Feralas, then spending most of my time there farming leather to sell on the AH so I could get my kodo.I remember hitting level 60 and asking people if they thought fourteen played days on a Resto Shaman was a good time, and back then we all thought that was such a feat. I remember it took me 2 months to farm up the gold to get my epic mount. I remember waking up in chilly winter mornings to do early raids with my guild and then massive group PvP in the afternoons. I remember that it took over a year of perfect attendance in MC raids to get my damn Earthfury Shoulders, and my epic shriek of glee that earned me a global mute on Vent.Good times.
tanking deadmines on my lvl 20 enhancement shaman and wiping on the starting trash :) eventually got vancleef down after one afternoon.EDIT: i know i was noob back then. shammy's arent supposed to tank :p
Ummm......nevermind, it's Christmas. Welcome to Wowhead :-)
Ummm......nevermind, it's Christmas. Welcome to Wowhead :-)You're too kind. Holy necro batman!and PS- Welcome to wowhead lol