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I think mine is the first time I was in Tarren Mill as a lowbie back in BC, when snake traps were able to flag you. Used to decimate kids there on a daily basis. One day some @#$%^& was doing that and one of our bigger raid guilds swarmed down out of nowhere and proceeded to rape face, then move to south shore and held the town for about an hour in revenge. They couldn't take the town back. It was a great day for me and the horde on our server and i'll never forget it. That was my first real hint at faction pride and I loved it. That image has presented it self on several other occasions since I began years ago. The horde coming over a hill en mass to defend their town. Every time I take part or hear it of, it still brings me back to that one day and how freaking awesome it was.
Daeliyn My Favorite Memory was when we were In Deepholm doing quests on the boat that fly's above, the one quest we had to jump on the back of a griffon and I had missed the mark and used my bubble and fell but I was safe ..the lady that was with me saw me jump so she jumped but she did not have a bubble ...she was a deathknight and went splat we still laugh about that
I remember back in vanilla, we were on Razorgore, and I was the Warlock who did the orb-controlling.As a result of trying this regularly, I was specced Demonology, and had poured everything into more sustainability, including picking up a Heavy Dark Iron Ring when no one wanted it. So after the control part I switched into "Pray and tank"-mode, and managed to actually survive until 8%!To make things more awesome, the Prot-Paladin who then took over (yes! Prot Pally in vanilla!) as the secondary tank was tanking with an Aegis, the low-level shield. Well, it was our first Razorgore kill, anyhow. \o/I did later managed to survive Razorgore, but we had much superior gear by then. Doing this in only a few Molten Core items was amazing, I nearly tanked a raidboss as a Warlock. :D
My favourite moment in wow has to be when my guild killed ragnaros for the first time back in vanilla, the positioning and strats took hours of explaining on vent, and readjusting, but when we finally saw the mace drop, the feeling was so intense, every hard kill since has only been a shadow of that first big one.
My favorite memory would actually be when I first got to level 80 back in Wrath, and finally getting started to pug raids, as I was not a part of a raiding guild at the time.
My favourite memory is grinding to 40 by killing mobs only, then swimming all way to tanaris from orgrimmar before knowing about flight masters...
My favourite moment has to be the first time i logged into wow,it was all so magic and new,the places looked so nice,i had this happy feeling for a looong time then..Wish it was still like that now.Places were awesome,remember how desolace seemed such an intriguing place,i went there much more lower level and got oneshotted by a scorpion.It was way before the simulationcraft part and stuff,i was wearing int cloth on a hunter,just because it looked nice.I was enjoying quests and looks so much,and i remember travelling for miles just to discover new places,mobs and quests,a lot of that is now gone.I log in and camp in orgrimmar,go to raid,log out.I miss the magic
My favourite memory in WoW would have to be when I just hit level 60 and I had bothered my Guild mates to help me through it. The thrill of it was so challenging considering I kept dieing, although when I completed the Raid and the achievement poped up at the bottom of the screen, the next day I couldn't even talk.