No, the title doesn’t really make sense, and also, my apologies for my silence lately. There hasn’t been much to talk about! Lol. Well, that’s not entirely true – just nothing I wanted to talk about in a blog, really.
This week’s raids for Far Riders started off relatively uneventful. After a week of raider troubles last week, we hit Bastion this Thursday with a good stride, easily plowing throw trash and Halfus alike, but ran into some issues with the Twins and one of our two regular healers having a power outage. We ended up calling it relatively early, and a friend and I had fun on a bun with arena.
We came back today (Saturday), cleared Argaloth, and made our way to BWD. We quickly dealt with the local worm infestation, loot was doled out, and we began working on our progression in BWD with the Tron Council, since we were already there (fly to Bastion? too lazy!). After some work (5-7 tries?), we finally nailed the buggers, but just barely, considering only four people were left alive. The reason for this was simple, actually: Ang, my fellow tank, died to a poison add at the last minute. Hell broke loose because despite my throwing a taunt at Toxitron, he gleefully continued to roll over the faces of my fellow raiders. Luckily, I managed to regain control just long enough for the DPS to kill them off the second after I died. /insert manic grin here o_O
At this point, we were already in BWD, so I polled everyone using the fabled readycheck poll to figure out who wanted to do what: continue in BWD or go down the Twins. The majority wanted to stay, so we delved deeper into Netharion’s little hell hole. Enix, our paladin healer, was the first to reach the elevator, and he jumped over the edge and after a quick bubble, trotted up to the trash. Now, apparently Ang didn’t notice that Enix bubble jumped because he walked right off the edge – and promptly died. Our rogue laughed at him, jumped over as well, and used his parachute – which resulted in him swimming in molten magma. Needless to say, big “lolz” were had ^_^. We quickly made our way up to Chimaeron, and after rushing through a rough and dirty explanation of the mechanics, gave the fight a whirl.
To make a long story short, many deaths occurred, more explanations were given (since we didn’t explain it right the first time; whoops), Ang died after falling off the elevator again (Elevator boss – 2 | Ang – 0), and we ended up calling it a night after about 5-6 attempts. I can’t remember for certain, but I believe our best attempt was approaching 50%, but most of them ended up in the 60% neighborhood. It was a very good night for raiding, and I couldn’t have been prouder of us killing the Tron Council, despite Ang’s close encounter of the poison kind. Chalk one up to the laidback raiding!
At one point, Ang decided to test the merits of tanking as a plant. This didn't last long =P