Señor: Zeptepi looted the Coren Direbrew’s Bloodied Shanker today. Bet Chap could take him out. She’s going to keep in her bags for awhile, just in case someone messes with her.
|Someone’s Original Artwork for Which I Cannot Find the Reference|
Haven’t been playing Luperci much lately. Was kind of saving myself for tonight: a guildmate scheduled painless Zul runs, because still being in PUGs with those can hurt. Besides, I need loot redemption for those damned plate shoulders I passed on last time by mistake. (*Bangs head on desk, doesn’t see red Swingline stapler and it leaves a mark.*)
Postscript: Situation: Cranky dwarf with a chip on his shoulder over his brewing techniques feels slighted. Luperci goes in there everyday to have a chat. Does fine. No one has ever died. Until this morning. Druid dies immediately. Then everyone struggles – and the priest dies next. I barely hang on and have to use LOH on COREN DIREBREW.
|I don’t know. Beats the sh*t out of me.|
Apparently, this is an opportunity for the healer to criticize my tanking skills. “Tank didn’t have on righteous fury.” (I did. Didn’t I? Did the buff drop off the second I went in there? Second guessing and self-doubt: worse than bosses.) Crixa still has issues.
|That’s right nimrods and numbnuts: I saved the day. You’re welcome.|
Oh well. My shield is going to start to reflect back to you players. I honestly do not care if a DPS dies. It happens. You pull the baddies to you, think you can take them all on, and then wonder why you…can’t. There are some solid reasons why there are roles, delegated responsibilities. We don’t care if our DPS is highest–we are your shoulders to stand on and rock. Needed a little redemption after this, and sure enough, did great. Coren got that chipped knocked off of him in no time flat, no muss, no fuss.
|Comes with cup holders.|
|This is the only engraved invitation I have ever been in control of.|
It’s taken me months to earn an intermittent spot on the ten-man raid team: I am so grateful that the GM is understanding and tolerant of my real-life responsibilities, and when I can go, and there’s a spot open, I will go. There are veteran guild members who have been with the guild through much, and their tenure is secure and just.
But how do you explain that to a new guild member, one who thinks they may be, dare I say it, entitled to a spot? Who seek out an invitation, instead of just signing up and taking their chances, or even starting their own raid?
I was just in the process of drafting this post, when a young guild member quit. Took others by surprise, but not me. He had said several times statements such as “Guess I don’t get to go,” or “I didn’t get an invite I guess.”
The writing is on the wall in those occasions.