During one of today’s Wintergrasp battles, where we got our asses handed to us as we often do, there was one particular scene that struck me as comical. Now I’ll often have 5-6 Horde chase me down for the kill in Warsong Gulch or Arathi Basin, but I usually don’t have a whole posse on my trail.
With my four stacks of Tenacity, I charged over to the east workshop ready for business. This battle was particularly laggy at first, so before I could ascertain what sort of numbers we were facing, I was being Death Gripped down onto the road from out of nowhere. I fought my way back up to higher ground, then made a break for safety, hoping to regroup and plan another assault.
As I’m booking across the snow covered plain, I see the whole freaking workshop defense on my tail. It seemed like closer to twenty of them, with all of the pets and minions, but it was really only about ten. At any rate, I was Disengaging, Frost Trapping, Masters Calling, jump shotting, Conc Shotting, Scatter Shotting and basically pulling whatever I could out of my ass to get away, cracking up as this small army of horde was hot on my heels.
Just as I’m thinking I’m about to pull off this harrowing escape… YANK! I’m Death Gripped from behind once again, then Chains of Iced, then treated like a new cellmate by nearly a dozen horde. Anyhow, looking at my corpse surrounded by all those enemy players made me chuckle, so I screenshotted it.
Now while this isn’t really that exciting in its own right, and I’m sure many of you have similar stories, what happened later was kinda funny…
The horde started advancing towards our graveyard, and instead of teleporting over to the other workshop, I decided to stay and help stave them off. After thinning them out a bit, I started heading south towards the towers, hoping to defend so as to lengthen the battle and give us a chance. No sooner do I mount up, then.. YANK! Death Gripped again, snared, then beaten without mercy by another group of horde.
The battle eventually ends, so I mount up and head over to Sholazar to visit my Oracle buddies and buy another serving of Aged Yolk off of them.
On the way there… one of my fellow guildies, who also happens to be my arena partner and a pretty good WoW buddy, logs in to say hello. Right after we exchange pleasantries, the first thing I get out of him is, “I just made your life hell in WG”.
I sat puzzled for a second, then remembered he’d been planning to transfer over a horde DK from another server so that he and I could start a 2v2 with my Druid.
“Did you transfer your Death Knight..?!”, I asked.
“Yep”, he said.
“Don’t tell me you were the DK who Death Gripped me back into the angry mob as I was fleeing the workshop..?!”
“Yep, that was me… I was also the guy who kept spamming Chains of Ice on you”.
All I could do was laugh… As if Death Knights aren’t enough of an irritant, I’ve got my own guildie and arena partner hunting me down.
Anyway, I’m planning on joining the ranks of the horde at some point myself. Not with Garwulf of course, but with my Druid. I quite enjoyed playing him back in TBC, but he’s been much neglected since WotLK came out. I’m thinking it will be a fun diversion while I’m waiting for Cataclysm, plus I really want to learn the dynamics of Resto Druid/DK. That is one of our most feared counter-combos.
So… how many of you out there have characters of opposing factions on the same server? Do you purposely single out and target friends and/or members of your other faction’s guild?
Apart from my baby Orc Hunter on another server, I’ve been a loyal member of the Alliance for 4 1/2 years. However… torturing my guildies in WG now again sounds like it could be fun. 😈