THERE are days when I’m extremely grateful for our happy little guild of which I have the privilege of being GM. Today is one of them.
Commanders of the Earth poodles along, having fun, helping each other out and running heroics and raids. Dang it even on New Year’s Eve we had a mixed group of between level 70s and 80s clearing Kara.
No big deal, you say.
Did I forget to mention we did it wearing festive costumes? Ah well.
So there you have it. We are a casual, have just started making inroads into 10-man Naxx but most of all we’re friendly and enjoy ourselves.
So why am I particularly grateful today?
Well yet again another of those hardcore outfits has covered itself in cra@p for bad attitude. The player Evilgai - now formerly of Instability was running a random pug in a dungeon and when it looked like they might complete it other guild members came calling asking to be let into the team to grab the loot at the expense of the randoms.
Needless to say they were told where to go, they then quit the guild and when the GM was next on line he reinstated them and kicked Evilgai!. You can read more at http://www.wowinsider.com/
You want to join a guild like that?
So it makes you wonder how these types of guilds would cope with some of the interruptions we have during dungeons and raid runs as members apologise and hit the /brb key.
The following examples are absolutely true:
Can we take a break I’ve got to take the dog for
Sorry, I have to be away for a few minutes mum says I’ve got
to bath the parrot
/brb – just got to put the bin
I have to go, mum’s just baked a chocolate cake, back in a
Then there was run of alts to Nexus. The lock had to drop out just as we were about to start. We replaced them.
They came back online 15 minutes later and explained that they had needed to go to the loo, had run out of paper and had to rush out an buy some!
Was there any chance he could drop back into the team?
Fortunately his replacement was having to juggle with the run while helping his girlfriend who wasn’t well so he dropped out and the lock was back in.
Oh – and did I mention the time last week when we wiped in a five-man cos the healer was having to urgently texting his girlfriend? He still hasn’t lived that one down.
Guildies? Love ‘em!
How could you not.