My best experience was when I first downed Malygos, because that was my first true raid experience. :)
My favorite memory over the past 6 years of playing World of Warcraft would have to be the moment I started playing. My very first step into the world was the best. I remember trying to attune myself to the controls that were so different from those of console games, trying to figure out how other players higher than me had such cool looking armor (Notably D2 warrior gear that my IRL friend Robbie had.) and trying to figure out how to tank as a Feral Druid. I chose this as my most memorable moment in WoW because it was the beginning of an Era of my life, and the beginning of new friendships, new hardships, and many long nights next to a 2L of Dr. Pepper and a bag of Doritos. Damn the past 6 years have been great.
My favorite memory is from the early days of raiding Molten Core. My Tauren Enhancement Shaman was rather disgruntled at being made to heal (ahh the early days of the Shaman class) and thus decided to have a bit of fun. There was nothing better than dropping Tranquil Air totem (Threat reduction) when the Main Tank is asking for Windfury Totem. Imagine my surprise that I wasn't asked to heal anymore. :D
Favorite memory, Hmm... Definitely one moment stands above the rest, and it happened during 70cap. My main was a priest at the time, and a guild member who was with me questing was a rogue, both of us horde(I being blood elf and he a undead). We were at Warmaul Hill in Nagrand, killing ogres as we progressed up the hill, only to find not ogres, but alliance! My first thought was let's get the heck outta here. But instead my guildie ran in there starting to attack... We were losing at the start... Then! A glimmer of hope, as if the key itself had illuminated! MIND CONTROL! We were fighting them close enough to the edge of the continent of outlands itself! I started upon the paladin first, his bubble already being down. PLOP! went the paladin off the edge. Next was the mage, PLOP! went the mage over the edge to follow his friend. Third the shaman, you guessed it PLOP! went the shaman to join his brethren. And the last my rogue friend FINALLY killed one during that whole ordeal(the one killed being a warrior, so doesn't really count in my book) Now mind controlling three off the continent would of been reward enough, but they landed on a little tiny little almost bowl shaped piece of land! None of them had flying mounts as well at the time, since they were also leveling. So as i then Mind Visioned to see what they would come up with, they had but two choices, use their hearthstone or jump to their deaths. The Paladin and mage jumped, but shamans, with their good old TWO hearthstones just decided to hearth. And to this day, THAT day, stand among the highest of remembrance. And i'm glad I could share it with you all.Happy Birthday Wowhead!
I think I'd have to say my favorite moment right now has to be a guild run on AQ40, specifically the Twin Emperors. Vek'nilash and Vek'lor gave us fits as a raid team that we threw together to see how we could fare. While many of us were at level 80, we only had like 12 people in our raid and it was a challenge that I'll not forget. We tried and wiped many times that night, but it was a lot of fun. Weeks later we had more people and we went in and wiped the floor with them and then rolled on to take down C'thun. But that night, with all the guildies in the run and the camaraderie that we shared made it an encounter and a memory that I'll always cherish.
Talking about a single memory that comes to mind when remembering past glories is rather pointless but I do remember my first weeks of playing on my druid, Antàrès, which is the character I still play today. Those first experiences, those long nights saying one more level and then I'm off too sleep (until I saw the sun rising up from my window), my first battlegrounds and the thrill of the first Warsong Gulch victory; also my first instances and getting ganked for the first time and the anger and frustration I felt in that particular moment. As years pass by, those are the memories of this game that will last and endure with the age.Now I've changed and the game has also undergone many changes, but still, thank you wowhead for reminding us to remember those moments.
I love wow and my favorite part of it is probably twinking little characters because in PvP i kill things so much faster than with my level 85
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My favourite memory is from vanilla when I started my first hunter char. My friend invited me to wow that time and enchanted a mace with Icy Weapon. We both didn't realise that hunters can't use maces and wondered for about 2 hours why I couldn't use my first enchanted weapon. It ended up to an GM answer telling that hunters can't use maces and we both were disappointed but also surprised when GM answered to us. :)
My favoirte memory is when me and my guild was raiding Molten Core, we finally made it down to him, after long time raiding and extending instance locks. Then we had a few tries, we wiped about 20 times before this happened: We were at the end of the fight, lot of people were dead, about 10 people alive (40-man raid). I was one of the remaining, I was a paladin healer, Then the Sons of Ragnaros began to spawn, we were f*cked, or so we thought, we fought and fought. Then I died, 5 people were alive, there was a Retri Pala, Arms Warr, Fire Mage and a Resto Druid remaining, Deadly Boss Mode announced "Soon Emerging", Pala died, Warr died, Druid died, mage had 2,5k hp remaining, Ragnaros started his emerge. Ventrilo got all quiet, Mage had a Pyroblast coming up, we didn't think he would make it, sons of Ragnaros got him down to 0.5k hp, Ragnaros was halfway down his hole, and THEN! BAM! Mage yelled at Ventrilo "YOU'RE GOING DOWN NOW" SEVEN POINT SIX THOUSAND CRIT Ragnaros downed, Ventrilo sounded like a Harley Davidson, so many people yelling.That is definately the best memory I have from World of Warcraft.
My most memorable moment had to be when burning crusade hit and my friend had just started playing. He was a prot warrior and I had been doing quest over in netherstorm. I convinced him that I needed someone to tank Dr. Boom for a quest I had. Needless to say I got a good laugh out of it. Its the little things that really matter XD.
My fondest memory of WoW is back in BC when I started playing on my Night Elf hunter, Ecco, I use to go on the Darkshore beach with a RL friend of mine and we would sit there and chat, looking out to sea. It was great to be able to chill with a friend because of this game, just chatting away. I still have the hunter though I never play him, for he is sentimental to me now.
My favorite memory...back when I was leveling my main character, Sazu (blood elf paladin) in Spinebreaker. I was in Dragonblight during the Wrath of The Lich King bloom. In there at level seventy something, I found myself surrounded my multiple mobs at once. It only became worse when as I ran for my life, I realized there was an ally (a human warrior) coming towards me. However, as we got closer, I realized she was also running from mobs. Back at that moment, Battle.net accounts were not mandatory, so we couldn't really communicate, but with gestures. However, we both understood what our only salvation was. We both started fighting alongside each other to fight off the mobs. Carefully using single target attacks only, and eventually, almost dead, we were able to beat off all of them. We both survived, however, despite our low health didn't engage into combat with each other. Instead, we thanked each other and then took a screenshot together. After that we each flew out of there and went our own separate ways. Very nice memory :)The reason I chose this one memory in particular is because it was then, when over the fact that I play in a PvP server, actually enjoying the game and helping each other survive, us, two foes, fought together to be able to continue with each one's own leveling without need of repair / run back, etc. Not all is War in Warcraft :)
My favorite memory in WoW....well, I guess I can only pick one - the first time I killed a raid boss. I'm not sure who it was, but I think it was Nefarian. The simple greatness of pulling together so many people and then working together for a single goal brought both a feeling of unity, but also a great feeling of satisfaction. It wasn't the loot. It's the utter feeling of "WIN".
i will be the day i become exalted with the brown orcs in out land so i can buy all the mounts
What can I say about my most memorable event during my playtime in World of Warcraft?Well, it started just around the launch of The Burning Crusade. (I was very new in the game by that time!) I was at my friends house, just a few blocks away. We were going to play world of warcraft, because he had just gotten The Burning Crusade Expansion Pack and was borrowing an account with several Level 60 characters. This was very big for us! And there was this mighty Orc Warlock! (With Epic gear!)We were both like "Oh dear, look at that awesome gear!" "Oh my!" (Not wordly correct, but still much like it!) Because none of us had reached that far in the game yet!And the gear we are talking about was the one of the first pvp sets, such as pieces from the Warlord's Threads set. This was a very big moment for us!And the adventures continue, we were standing there with our mighty Warlock, (None of us had any idea how to play one!) But we stood outside the The Dark Portal, mighty as it was. Never, ever considered that something would in exist there.And then when entering, met by the magnificent, opulent, tremendous, stupendous, gargantuan, bedazzlement, a sensual ravishment of Hellfire Peninsula.I mean, we'd seen pictures of it, but NEVER imagined how it really would be! It was total chaos! (I guess you can safely say that chaos was a good thing!)We head off into the wasteland, our first sight being the Pit Commander and of course we were scared! It was an enormous demon, which we've never seen anything like! His level was a skull, which frightened us enough, we did not dare to go close.But the quests continued, and we ventured deeper into Hellfire Peninsula, by this time we were flying over wasteland, surrounded by demons, flaming ground, orcs, lava and a sky covered by planets, stars and magnificent glowing threads of dust and rocks making fine lines across the sky. We'd never seen anything like it, it was so beautiful (I still admire that fantastic artwork, still very dazzled by the sight of it).We arrived by the first camp and the quests started. (We sat for hours and hours, just admiring the surroundings and the exitement from new quests.)And then we went of questing, killing demons like never before, but then (Dun dun duuuuuhhh!). The ground starts to shake, we stand in the middle of the wasteland not really knowing were all this shaking comes from. But when we turn around, standing face to face with a Fel Reaver! The most feared creature in Hellfire Peninsula, before we knew it, it was already hitting us with an enormous amount of damage, we were both screaming, out loud! (I bet the people in the street could hear us, we were screaming, literally!) We had never seen this creature, we didn't know it existed, and here it is, bursting out of nowhere attacking us! While the warlock laid dead on the ground still getting stomped on by the passing Fel Reaver, we took a deep breath and watched it closely as it walked by. This creature too had no level displayed, only a skull.By this time, we did indeed quest a lot more carefully! Of course those Fel Reavers would show up at the worst thinkable time, but we learned to keep an eye out for them and therefore avoiding them more. But we learned a very valuable lesson from this fantastic event which nows still is in our memories: If the ground is shaking, you run.