|by Robert Louis Stevenson|
My house, I say. But hark to the sunny doves
For any of you who have a friend in game like I do – just a cool, nice person — that is a wonderful blessing indeed. I have a few close friends, but my tiny cottage guild is where I feel the most “home” so far in Azeroth. It’s had a few name changes, but we’ve settled on The Wildings, after the Free Folk in G.R.R. Martin’s Game of Thrones series. No, there is no one fancying themselves Jonn Snow* or Ygritte (yes, it does sound like “regret”) but the idea of just hanging out, slaying a few dragons, and being independent sure is nice. There has been talk of housing/halls for players: the only time I’ve experienced making my own little house in a game is in Animal Crossing. Shush, you. Princess was the pinkiest. I love my little guild, where I am the queen, my stuff is there, and open to all the inhabitants of two humans times twenty of alts. Because of guild rep changes, our little guild has gone from hovering around level four for a long time to now almost level ten in a matter of a few weeks. Who knows? Maybe we’ll even hit level 25 someday, have all the rights and benefits of the larger guilds. I am reminding myself of so many of the changes I wanted have been made to game play — there are challenges, scenarios, and even though the grinds get old, they can be done on our own time, with our own senses of interaction. We can make our virtual homes happy ones.
*Although we all could use a little John Snow now and then.