Bravo friends on lasting this long.I remember back in 2006 when my Hunter was killing boars back in Durotar and didn't know anything about that time i went all the way to the Barrens searching for a city to buy new gear and weapons with my 1 silver & 45 copper.
3 Undead Rogues.Gurubashi Arena.'nuff said.
Queggy's made me chuckle :) And here I thought I was being melodramatic in life...And no, you are not getting anything from me :P I really don't have a lot of memories...
When I first joined WoW, I was a simple paladin, in awe of every level 50+ character with gear ranging from blue to epic. I tried my hand at leveling, but quickly became side tracked and just enjoyed cruising around Stormwind, checking out all the armor that other people had equipped. At one point I got myself into a twink guild for WSG. I had such a blast with them, killing horde, coordinating caps and just screwing around.Fast forward a few years, I hate PvP, but PvE has become a huge part of my game. I love dungeons, lore, epic lewt and killing one more raid boss. I do miss the old Vanilla WoW days, but going back wouldn't be the same, and I wouldn't be as good as I am now. Cataclysm will really bring out those memories as every place I have visited will be drastically changed. But at least now I can say to newbies "Back in my day, we had to run for 20 minutes just in order to turn one quest in! And we enjoyed it!"
i remember leveling, and thinking you needed to hit attack every time you wanted to attack. I also remember hogger, the 150crit... holy crap! i remember going to school the next day in awe, thinking of how i would need like maybe 5 people, a few hunters with their pets, a healer and a tank.
I think its the first time I got into a group with people I didnt know. I was in Redridge and only had the group quests left to complete and found 3 other people that were in the same boat and one had a friend that was going to come help. The friend was probably only like level 35 or something but I remember thinking how crazy powerful they were and how I was going to have to come back there when I got level 35 to exact vengeance...I added 2 of the group to my friends list and played with them on and off over time. I think I even ran SM Library with them too...Just kinds of sums up WoW for me: finding cool people and have something to work toward.
My fondest memory of wow was when I first started to get into the game, I was playing and a friend's level 60 tauren druid in the middle of classic, well i was running around durotar switching forms and having a good time, well I seen that one of my forms were greyed out, t'was my aquadic form. So i went hunting for some water to swim in. and I found that water at The Great Sea, then I found my "M" key. and I seen that whole new place I havent been before "Eastern Kingdoms". So i went for a swim, till the fatigue started to kick in. Then I was a poor little druid, thinking I killed my friends druid forever, Dam I wish I knew about spirit rez's back then. hehe, Well thats my oldest memory in wow.
This is for my friend who couldn't comment:"I got my Mage to level 11 by melee dps only."Nuff said...
First memories of party group, guesting together and also memories from my guild. I was level 5 priest leveling in Elwyn Forest. I got invited to pretty big guild 400 online members at any time. I was so impresses how friendly and helpful peapole are here. In life it takes time to get a friend, you may not like how he acts, speaks ect. Here peapole invites you to quest together you speak a bit... and after 20 mins you already put them in your friends list. I had such a wonderful feeling of community.
My WoW memory was with my Night-Elf Rogue, where I feel that the world is very beautiful. I did not rush to level him. I take my time to level while enjoying the sceneries and learning how to play. And the most place I like was Arathi-Highland. Because there were so much ganking on my server. And that was when I started to PvP in Arathi-Basin. The experience was awesome with the ranking system was still exist.Before I even hit level 20. I thought rogues uses mana for their skills. And I was planning to get items with +mana. So I could spam backstab constantly. =P
I was a latecomer also - I didn't start playing regularly until Burning Crusade came out (my prior forays into Azeroth didn't last due to personal reasons). However, I would say the moment I remember best was defeating Curator for the first time.My roommate, who had played since vanilla beta, had long since been 70, and was in a raiding guild who went into Karazhan week after week. They raided overnight, and many were the times that I woke up to stumble into the bathroom to hear, "Gallery rules will be strictly enforced." It started to drive me a little crazy, to the point that I asked her to start using headphones when they were in that fight.After several months I was finally 70, and we started raiding Kara with our own guild - and the first time that we dropped that droning metal punk, I was so happy to shut him up.
The first day I logged into WoW (somewhere around mid Classic) I was lucky enough to run into another lowbie in Deathknell who happened to be an alt. So this person helped me out a lot with some of the nuances of the game I might have missed, even gave me twenty gold! I was in awe that someone could have so much gold that twenty didn't matter, considering I had about seventy-five silver to my name.My fondest memory would have to be exacting my revenge upon that bastard Son of Arugal. Many levels of hunting, all the while in fear of the monster, who seems to show up out of nowhere. After a time, I returned to Silverpine, a little older and a little wiser, and took down the beast. It felt good.
My earliest Wow memory is from leveling my 1st toon back at the end of vanilla days,1st toon was a Warrior, I'm like L20 or something, running my first pug thru deadmines. As some pugs are wont to do, the group fell apart before we could finish and my toon was left for dead at the gangplank on VC's ship.(Silly noob that I was, I had somehow lost my hearthstone)I was under the impression that you actually had to find your corpse in order to rez it, and figured I would have to run out of the instance to get my Warrior back to the outside world.I left the corpse in there for like a week, figuring I'd never get out of there on foot.I still dont remember how I got him out...just remember how bummed I was, thought he'd be stuck in there forever !seems soooooo stupid now.
First memory was 2 months before BC came out I got the game and started playing my hunter. I got him to 35 when bc hit. Yeah I had no idea how a good build was so It was something along the lines of 10 in each tree in stuff that looked like it would help. I had 1 blue just one a random BOE sword. I was the #$%^ back then. Then BC hit I made a pally and started playing him then wrath hit and I started my DK then cat hit and I started playing my worgen druid... wait scratch that last part. I am still working on that.
My earliest memory? I was one of the select few that got into open beta, back when Undead on the Horde could speak Common, Orcish, and Guttermouth :)But, my fondest memories, were (after waiting 45 minutes in queue on Illidan) before TBC playing with my best friend Bldngskull, Corbeavus, Iakio, and Delcor
I rolled on my boyfriend's account when he moved in with me for a little bit between apartments (old lease ran up two weeks before the new one started). I got to about level 9 or so, and said, well, I'm going to need my own account. I remember making a bank-alt type character just for Cantras 1.0 to mail her stuff to before I deleted her to make Cantras 2.0 on my new account, because the six slot bag and piddling amount of silver I'd accrued by then was such a big deal to me.
I remember one of my earliest memories.My first character was a dwarf hunter I made during the middle of TBC. I melee'd with my pet. My first pet was a boar I tamed near Kharanos, his name was Mr. Pig. I then got a white polar bear, which I then ditched for a wolf in Elwynn, which I then ditched for a vulture in Westfall I got him to lv 16.Those days were amazing. Everything was new to me. I went skinning and I sold all my leathers so I could buy bags (Mind you, I was npcing them, did not know what the Auction house was.) I went into Warsong Gulch and ate a warriors face. I deserted shortly after that.
Way back in 2005, I was a Dwarf Priest in my 20s questing in Wetlands. I met an American couple (I play in Europe) and quested with them a while and they invited me to join their guild. They'd played the US Beta and knew how the game worked (I just knew how to play it). They taught me about mana conservation and agro management and it was then that I realised that this game had depth. It was more than just a game in a beautiful and compelling world.Roll forward 30 or so levels and I was idleing in Ironforge when I got a whisper "Wanna go to Molten Core?" One of the very few guilds to even be in MC was short a Dwarf Priest for Magmadar (back then, only Horde stance danced) and I was first on their random whisper list. I was overawed by MC. That first trash pull was the most epic thing I'd ever seen. Lucifron passed without incident but for Maggy, I had a job to do. My heart was pounding but all I was doing was throwing the occasional heal and casting Fear Ward after every Panic. Maggy went down first time and I was elated. Everyone was congratulating me and whispering me.Maggy is still my favourite boss just because of the memories he evokes.