Oh yes, I’ve done it again. Far from learning any lessons at all from the past few weeks, I instead continue to join whatever I’m asked to with boundless optimism. It usually doesn’t go well.

In reverse order then, the ugly, the bad and the good!

The Ugly

So I’m faffing about minding my own business in Silithus (don’t ask), when guildie Maxdruid gets into a Black Temple run. Knowing that Max usually has good luck with pugs I wangle an invite only to find, horror of horrors, the raid “leader” is the now infamous Mikuru!

Max assures me it’ll be fine, and like the eternal noob I am I trust him. Much to my eventual regret.

The problems start when someone notices that there are 2 level 70s in the raid, when Mikuru specifically asked for 80s. His explanation?

They helped with your issues? Judging by todays performance I’d say you still have more than enough to be getting on with.

The upshot was that any and all loot that either of the 70s could use went to them no questions asked. All fine and well, assuming the rest of the group are fine with it. They were not. After much back and forth the loot was changed to need before greed, which posed it’s own problems.

Apparently we did, Moheno. The argument between most of the raid and Mikuru’s chums went on for the majority of the raid, the gist of which is neatly encapsulated in the following chat. I put up with this for the achievement and no other reason, though it was kinda exciting to see a warglaive drop!

The Bad

Onto ICC10. We’d attempted an ICC25 pug earlier in the week but it fell to bits too quickly for me to actually take a decent screenie. The guildie getting me into trouble this time was Liuxuandie, who seemed far too confident of finding a decent group.

After the inevitable AFKs, and difficulties summoning due to crazy phasing, we managed to get a full group together. Then disaster struck!

In the end, the mage decided to stay, but by this point we had other issues. One of our healers seemed to be in a different instance to us, but refused to admit that he was saved. We all left the instance, gave him lead, and went back in after him to be presented with the “this idiot is saved with 2 bosses down, quick zone back out” button.

The guy INSISTED he wasn’t saved, and that if he was his friend must be too.

Note that I blacked out the whisperer’s name, that she might not know the shame of spelling you “u”. So this went on for a while, but after much sarcasm and whinging from myself and Liuxuandie we persuaded the druid to bog off. Another healer joined, it was all looking good, but alas!

Needless to say we gave up at this point, left the group, and reformed one of our own. Not before some gibberish from our awesome mage though.

The Good

Yes, sometimes pugs are good! After reforming we found ourselves in the loveliest pug I’ve been in in a long time, excepting that priest who spent the first half hour of the raid either afk or trying to get Liuxuandie to main tank for his guild, and then ragequit when we wiped once at Deathwhisper.

We only managed 3 bosses before people started needing to leave, but with an hour plus setup time we still did pretty well. A public thankyou to everyone who made that raid extremely fun indeed, especially Wizzbosh for his regular soulstoning as I tended to die quite often!

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