Originally Posted by
Tiev
First few days I logged into wow I started levelling in Teldrassil. Soon after reaching darkshore I met this gorgeous night elf priest sitting on a mount. I had never seen a mount back then and thought it was the coolest thing on earth. I got close to her and saw that she was making a speech to a couple of lowbies about raiding, saying how cool it was and whatnot. She then invited us to join her (his) guild and told us we'd have a month to get to 60 and start raiding. I thought if she had that awesome cat, she had to know what she was talking about. Challenge accepted. 40 extra levels, 935 runs into Scholomance, 678 attunement runs into blackrock depths, 235 runs into UBRS for my draconic deflector, 2 billion world kills for my stockade pauldrons (my first epic) and I was ready to tank Molten Core for the guild.
Man, oh the memories.
I'd pretend to kill for those memories again.