Before I begin this post, I did want to note that I checked out the latest phases of the invasion in both Org and Stormwind today. There were spawns, there were NPCs killing the spawns, and there were multitudes of players running around trying to get a hit in on mobs that give nada. I, being me, checked it out for the lore, for the memory, but then became quickly bored and moved on to what I felt were, bigger and better things. I also hit 62 on my warlock, Wife, today. Woot me. Garen has his lock (the other half of the old duo), to level 68. But I’m not bitter, oh no.
Anyways, thinking about this years invasion makes me remember the invasion for the last expansion. If you were there before the Burning Crusade, then you might remember the apperence of Naxx, and the scourge invasion that accompanied it. A lot of us got exalted with the Argent Dawn back then, because attunement was a required thing, and at exalted, it was free.
Soon thereafter, hubby was camping outside our local Walmart in the freezing January morning, waiting for the store to open to pick up two copies of The Burning Crusade. He came home with one collectors edition and one regular, but im good with the regular version. We loaded them up, and hit the install. Personally, I went to bed then. I was exhusted. But Garen stayed up and played right away.
The first few days of TBC were a blur. There was the portal. We’d been itching to go through it for some time. Here it was, and I took a good moment to look at it. It was greenish, with stars, thats about all I remember about that. I also remember that Kazzak wasn’t lurking about in the Blasted Lands anymore. His place was taken by something else (who’s name I cant remember) and Kazzak became Doom Lord Kazzak, we could hear him yelling, but no one could get to him…. yet.
I had a guild to maintain that I needed to shift from endgame, into leveling. I needed to encourage 5 man runs, and groups for questing. Surprisingly, the guild complied, and it went fairly smoothly. I was glad they grouped up some, because the mobs in the new lands were instantly spawning. Each new zone was so colorful, full of quests that were much closer together, and instances that you couldn’t get lost in. (Don’t believe me? Comepare BRD or LBRS to Shattered Halls and you’ll see what I mean.) The cap to level 70 should have taken us just as long as it took to get from 1-60, but there were 70s and flying mounts after only THREE DAYS!
And what came after level 70? Instances of course! The first time we stepped into Shattered Halls we were weary of the 6 man pulls, but when we reached a nine? We just turned around and left. Of course, it isn’t so hard now, but back then? We’d have been squished. Personally I wasn’t in a hurry to get new gear. I had stretched out as much of my hard earned tier 2 as I could, but it was as soon as 63 that I found pieces that could easily have taken their place.
And then came Kara….
And timed instances….
and Moroes…. God how I hated him….
And then it was cleared. How we struggled for months to accomplish the first few bosses and how easily the last few bit the big one. It made me cry a little inside. After that came the 25s, and the coveting of gear, and then the badges that would ruin it for everyone. The theory that epic’s weren’t really epic anymore and then the Sunwell and all the things that make WoW what it is….
But I remember the first few days. The fears, the lag, the dying (OH! the dying!) and I wonder now. I wasn’t prepared then….. maybe I am now…. but will it be the same? Two more days and we’ll know for sure!