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So, here I was. My brain is hurting from studying so I thought I'd log onto WoW. Im a level 19 Tauren Druid. Pretty much a tauren is a big human-shaped bull. Druid lets me shapeshift into cool animals, like a seal, Big bear, or a cat of some kind. I also get healing spells, armor and skill buffs, and some attack spells. Now you got the background. I decide to go hunt in a place called Wailing Caverns, a place in a mountain. The name isn't that great, I'm thinking Wailing Virgins from Icewind Dale inhabits this place, but guess what?! There's an entire pack of evil raptors living in here. I only go a few feet in the cavern when I'm attacked by a raptor.
"AHHHH! A RAPTOR! KILL IT! KILL IT! GET IT OFF OF ME!!!!" After a number of other great taunts and fear-inspiring yells, I kill it with the help of another player named Abassandra, we'll call him Aba. So he's an undead player warlord. Being such, he can call a pet to help him kill his enemies, while also chanting cool spells to kill his enemies and help himself and his pet. Great! Someone else to help me kill these evil raptors. So, the two of us now go ahead and into the cavern. He finds a third player so we add him, but he never really shows up to help us. He's in another part of the continent doing some god-forbidden quest in the middle of nowhere. And he doesn't even know exactly where his targets are so he's wandering around the map trying. Anyways, back to the great duo of Dorani (me!) and Aba. We get the buffs out so we're ready. But wait! There's another group in here, all higher levels. So, we thought- Let's watch them. So we wander behind them, as they kill everything in sight. As they leave the dead raptors behind, I spit on them then skin them for their hides for creating medium leather hides or other great items like pants, or a shirt, even a belt! (GASP!) A leather belt, I can think of all the fame. A strong leathr belt created by Dorani, it'll be a hit!
So anyways, we keep following them around until we get tired and go back to the entrance, when we add a fourth player. Can't remember his name, but we'll call him a mage, dealer of painful spells and the like, but weaker than your little kid brother. Great. Guess I'll stay in bear form so I can take damage and be what we call the "tank." A tank is the equivalent of the HO in T2. Fat, heavy, supposed to be dumb, but can take a lot of damage and dish it out as well. So Aba and I go back to meet up with the mage. But wait! The raptors hae respawned! CRAP! We have to literally SPRINT past 4 raptors, all of which are biting our butts, legs, and arms off, slowing us down. But we make it thank god because they were all trained on other groups that took them out. So we rest up at the entrance.
We meet the mage finally (HOORAY!) Much rejoicing and celebration. But what just went past us?! Its a Night Elf Cleric. A NE cleric is another race that we're "supposed" to be allies with against some evil entity, but we can still kill them if they're on our lands, which Wailing Caverns is. But uh-oh. This freak has a ? mark next to him, meaning he's at least a level 29, near suicide for me and my small party. So we all take up the call: "UNKNOWN LEVEL NIGHT ELF CLERIC IN WAILING CAVERNS! KILL HIM WHILE IT LASTS!" RRRRUUUUMMMMBBBBBBLLLLLLEEEEEE. A huge pack of mid 20s-50 level Horde players (Taurens, Undead, and Orcs) ran to WC and attack this guy. Some dont find him (he hid pretty well), others wait for the others to show up, and others committed suicide (turned out the cleric was level 49, and a pair of level 35 and 29 players attacked. OOPS) So my party just waited. And waited... Waited some more.... what's this? The alliance guy is down to a quarter health. QUICK! KILL IT! We all attack and YES! My party actually gets the coup de grace blow on him. But... CRAP! I got two raptors on me! RUN! I spring out of there faster than a scared jackrabbit, but OH NO! Three evil Kolkars (centaur men) Run right into me! AHHHH! RUN AGAIN! I sprint to get out into the savannah, but OH NO!. Another Kolkar, and this is a wizard one, comes and attacks. Im so dead... Yeah, I died. I reappear as a spirit and run to my corpse. Resurrect myself. Poof! Yeah, I'm alive! "Dorani has been slain!" WHAT THE HELL?! How did I die?
Apparently, the cleric that we slain came back to haunt us, LITERALLY! For attacking him, we were marked as killers so other alliance (Night Elves, Dwarves, Gnomes, and Humans) players can attack us. Part of the checks and balances on a Player vs Player server. FOr them to attack us low levels, we have to attack them first. So, I died once again (darn!), my party dies from combined raptor/cleric attacks (Ouch!), and most of the level 20-30 players near the entrance dies bc they were attacking the cleric earlier (Massacre!). My party and I try to hunt some more, but we each split up later after Aba and I get our butts handed to us by a pack of Raptors. (I swear, these raptors have a union or something in those caverns!). So, to end the tale, this is what I have learned.
1) NEVER attack a higher level player unless you got a number of higher level 60 players of your own to help you out.
2) Raptors suck. They got a strong union and can hurt you fast.
3) Some sludge, ooze thing in the caverns is a pain. They can make clones of themselves before they die so they get a 2nd chance to kill you! DARN IT!
4) Wailing Caverns is not infested with Wailing Virgins, much to my relief.
5) Make sure you stay near the entrance if you're grouping.
6) I hate raptors more than anything now. And I may have a xenophobia about raptors. ALL raptors must die. I realize that now after watching Jurassic Park when I started yelling my taunts and war cries again.
"AHHHHHHHHHH! RAPTOR! Raptor-SSSS! KILL THEM! KILL THEM ALL! GET IT OFF MY HEAD! GET IT OFF! RUN!!!! *faint"
Hope you liked this interesting expedition in World of Warcraft. Next time, I'll do a better job of writing my adventures when I have more time and can think better and put my thoughts together more cohesively.
Last edited by Snipeye on Mon May 02, 2005 2:18 pm, edited 3 times in total.
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