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Why I Quit World of Warcraft




(Editor’s Note — I felt I should post something regarding my absence.  I could have just let the blog disappear, fade away, but I really enjoyed writing for it.  I still enjoy blogging, I just do it over HERE now.  But since World of Warcraft was a part of my life for so long, I felt I should give it proper closure.  It’s not you, WoW, it’s me.)

See the thing is, I think I quit playing WoW long before I quit playing WoW.

I’m sure many people were (or are currently) the same way.  You log in, pick your toon of choice, and do your chores.  Chores can be anything you do on a housekeeping level, game-wise.  For me, I would log in to my AH toon and check the mailbox.  I’d gather up the gold from any sales, bundle up whatever didn’t sell, and repost it.  After that, I’d bop over to my main and plant crops, then maybe run some dailies.  That was it.  That was my daily play sessions.

But WoW is a MMORPG.  It’s flexible for different playstyles, but if you’re not personally interacting with other people you end up going through the motions, much like I did.  I was a Lone Wolf player for 99% of my online gaming history.  I was in guilds, I’d chat occasionally, but for the most part I just logged in and did my own thing.

Two things happened that really finished my WoW desires.  The first happened when Blizzcon 2013 was announced.  I was lucky enough to attend the past two Blizzcons, but the timing of them were horrible for my academic schedule.  I was going to Trades School during both of those Blizzcons, and it turned out that school started the Monday after Blizzcon, two years in a row.  To make matters worse, school was also a 6-8 hour drive from home.

The Sunday after Blizzcon was a nightmare for me.  I would check out of my hotel at around 4am, catch a shuttle to the airport to catch my flight, get off the plane a few sleepless hours later, drive home, pack my stuff, drive another eight hours to get to the place I was staying at, unpack for the second time that day, and get ready for classes the following morning. 

It was totally worth it because I got to experience something amazing with some very cool people. 

This year, not only did I not have to go to school, but Blizzcon fell on my scheduled days off.  No rushing to catch a flight on Sunday.  I could casually fly back to my igloo the following Monday if I wanted to, giving me more time to hang out with folks from the community.  It was as if Fate was finally throwing me a bone after two years of cutting my Blizzcon experience short.

Then I didn’t get a ticket.  I didn’t even get the opportunity to try and buy one. 

Instead of throwing me a bone, Fate dangled a carrot in front of me and yanked it away before I could take a bite, then kicked me in the balls for good measure.  Twice.  

Getting kicked in the balls, even metaphorically, really sucked the WoW mojo out of me.  I’d kept up with the community, tried to get involved, because I felt I had people I could connect with at Blizzcon.  When I realized that I wasn’t going to Blizzcon, my already dwindling motivation for playing WoW sank right to the bottom of the toilet.  There would be no personal interaction.  No handshakes and smiles.  No conversations.  No faces to go with the voices. 

Then something else happened to take up my time.

WoW had always been something I would do to kill time when I had it.  Instead of watching TV or surfing the Internet, I’d play WoW.  I was a single guy who didn’t have much else going on, so I had plenty of “disposable time”.

Then I met a lady and my life went from World of Warcraft to World of Wowcraft. 

The RL game became much more fun to play, as it tends to be when you’re grouped with the right person.  In the past six months, we’ve travelled from Canada to Las Vegas twice (raiding for phat loots at the roulette table… she got the purple drops, mine were grey, stupid RNG).  We’ve seen sharks and dolphins, white tigers and lions, and even a polar bear (OMG rare spawns).  We’ve even checked out one of the oldest but well designed zones in the RL game, the Grand Canyon (the designers did a great job at making a giant ditch look epic).  I’ve never had so much fun grouping up in my life, and when you’re in a good party where everyone clicks, you never want it to stop.  That tends to pull time from things a little lower on the priority scale.

I have pretty much dropped off the WoW grid.  I don’t follow WoW podcasts anymore, or check out the various sites.  I have no idea what patches are dropping, or what class changes have been happening.  I still keep in touch with folks on Twitter, but unless things change I’ve found another game to take up my time.  That used to be WoW.  Now, it’s RL, and I don’t miss the virtual reality world all that much.

 I never say never.  But for now I’ll say… for now.

Furtive Father Winter

Anyone who has spent any time with me knows that I’m a very giving sort of guy.  (Editor’s Note: That is not entirely accurate. He always asks for separate checks, and will stick someone else with the extra appetizer that he ordered.)  On my blog I try to offer tips for classes and gold making. In my various guild(s) I often donate gold, mats, and crafted items. Even my Battle Pets are fed a constant diet of battles. (Editor’s Note: Okay maybe we stand corrected.) So you see, my awesomeness is surpassed only by my modesty. (Editor’s Note: And boom goes the dynamite.)

Pictured here:  Mister Sensitive.

Pictured here: Mister Modest.

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Titles Are Punny

You can’t label me, bro.

If I hadn’t been so lazy this week (the heat, I blame the heat) my recent achievements would have seemed a little more impressive since I did all of this in a single week.  But folks, these are the cards I’ve been dealt and will therefore shuffle them in my hand and try to slap on my poker face.

My p-p-p-p-poker face.

The week was all about titles.  Titles are always a fun little way to change things on your character.  I managed to pick up three of them in a little over a week.


I can be Extremis…ly patient.

The first title <Name> “the Patient” was one I wasn’t even consciously trying to get.  I was running an endless stream of Hour of Twilight PUGs, and just got the title.  It was a side-effect of running too many PUGs, but unlike lowered self-esteem and hemorrhoids this was actually a side-effect worth getting.


Taking fashion to the Extremis.

The “Flame Warden” title wasn’t hard to get.  If you can put in the time, you can get this title.  I mean, completing the Midsummer Fire Festival isn’t all that tough to do.  As long as you can find enough fires to Honor or Desecrate, Flame Warden is one of the easier titles to grab.  I still say the title should be <Name> “Pees on Fires”, but that’s why I’m not working for Blizzard.  Well, that and the restraining order, but I’m legally prohibited from discussing the issue.


I am Extremis-ly proud of this title.


Getting the title <Name> “of the Shattered Sun” was a multi-stage process.  First, you need to have Exalted status with the Shattered Sun Offensive.  There’s two ways to get there – either run dailies on the Isle of Quel’Danas, or run Magisters’ Terrace, like, a whole lot.  I went with Plan B for a few reasons:

  • There was no limit on how often I could run it every day.  I would still get decent rep by running Regular versions of the instance, so I’d start with a Heroic and then switch to Regular until I was bored.
  • I was getting Faction rep through tabards.  In fact, Boss kills were giving me more rep (while wearing the appropriate tabard) than I was getting with the Shattered Sun Offensive.  I managed to get Exalted with Gilneas, Ironforge, and Gnomeregan while grinding SSO rep.  It’s always nice when you can get two things done at the same time.
  • Transmog Gear was plentiful.  I picked up the Sun-Forged Cleaver for myself, and farmed a great deal of greens that sold quite nicely on the Auction House.  If you have to grind rep, you might as well make some gold at the same time.
  • Sweet Chicken Mount.  There’s a 4% drop rate on the Swift White Hawkstrider, obtainable only in Heroic mode.  I managed to pick up this bird on my last Heroic run.

Ohhhh, what have we here?

Achievement unlocked! Another mount I will never use!

My one-eyed Willy looks on in disgust. No, not that one.  I’m talking about the pet. Pervs.

Congrats on Exalted with SSO.  Now you just have to get a single quest where the dude rubs his hand across his palm and says “Can u spare gold plz?  For the cause, dude.”

One.  Thousand.  Gold.

Are you shitting me? I’ve paid less for epic fucking mounts!  When Quel’Danas was considered “end game” back in the Burning Crusade days, beggers would spout mighty dirty erections whenever they saw someone with the “of the Shattered Sun” title.  It meant that person had waaaay too much gold, and had no problem throwing it away.

Which reminds me – I am now broke.  Maybe I’ll run MT one more time for some sweet Transmog gear.

Shared Topic – Herculano The Love Fool

Let’s do this.

World Event – Love is in the Air

I think it was Brewfest of last year that got me on the road to What a Long, Strange Trip It’s Been.  I’d been sitting on the Brewfest achievement for almost a year.  All I had to do with drink the final Brewfest brew and the achievement was mine.  Once that was done, I noticed the next World Event was almost completed as well.  I’d done bits and pieces of various Events, but never bothered to put it all together.  Eventually it became my mission to complete them for the Meta Achievement.

We are now getting into Crunch Time.

I had only three events left to complete:  Love is in the Air, Noble Gardner, and For the Children.  Piece of cake, until I realized that I was going to be on a week long vacation during Love is in the Air.  I finished off as much as I could, and before I left on my vacation I only had to Pity three Fools and find some Flowers.  However, I’d only have maybe a day to do it, and if Murphy’s Law had his way it wouldn’t be easy.

My vacation was exhausting – from Canada to Las Vegas, then Arizona, then California, then back to Vegas before flying home.  It was a family affair with my parents, and if you follow me on Twitter you know why having my Mom there was such a big deal.  But once the holiday wrapped, it was time to get some business taken care of.

First:  Run the dailies, use the tokens to buy the three remaining Love Fools that I needed for the achievement.

Second: Coffee.  Okay, this was actually first.  I am only mostly a machine; I still have human frailties like sleepy and sore from days of walking more than I drove (and I drove over three States – you do the math).

Third:  Start Pitying some Fools.  I thought the Gurubashi Arena was going to be tough since the odd time or two I’d been there before, I’d been jumped by an Alliance Rogue who had no business being out there other than to be some special flavor of dick.  Luckily there were no such hiccups this time.  Culling of Stratholme was cake, leaving only Naxxramas for the win.  Despite being part of the largest guild in North America, I felt like I should be able to get into the raid instance without asking for help.  This is called being anti-social, kids.  Don’t be this.  It’s something I’m working on.

Protip: Until you get over being socially inept, create a FREE starter account and level a character up to 10.  This is the minimum level that a character can be to get into a raid instance.  Once you have your raid toonie, have you main invite him and form a raid.  You can then get into the raid zone.

I asked for help and actually got a couple of offers.  Who knew that interacting with people could be so beneficial!  I zoned into Naxx, dropped my Fool, /pitied the bastard and got the achievement.

Fourth: More coffee because.

Fifth: For the Bouquet of Red Roses, I hit regular Blackrock Caverns.  The second boss dropped the flowers, so if I didn’t win them I could quickly drop the group and re-queue.  Nothing like running through a zone that you over-gear and over-level.  That suited me fine since I hadn’t run a 5-man in months, and had never run Blackrock Caverns.  So we burned through the instance, killed the boss, and I rolled /need on the flowers.

Bam.  Herculano the Love Fool.  One step closer to my purple proto-drake.

Shared Topic – Love is in the Air

At Blog Azeroth, Effraeti posed the following as a Shared Topic:

With the in-game World Event “Love is in the Air” and its correlation with IRL Valentine’s Day next week, I have been thinking about character love interests (and also because I am a hopeless romantic). :)

Who is your main character’s love interest? Are they involved with someone, do they pine for someone?

Many bloggers lately have been discussing playing with IRL couples who raid together. How would this transfer to the characters they play? Why would their characters slay dragons together?

I am curious on everyone else’s thoughts! I will post a response to this over the weekend, in time for Valentine’s Day, and link it when it is live.

Love interest?  Well, maybe once upon a time…

The ground had disappeared far below him, hidden by clouds and distance, and still Herculano urged his Netherdrake even higher into the sky.  The air was thin, cold.  Every breath was like struggling to inhale molten steel, scorching every inch of his throat and lungs.  But that was merely physical pain, and physical pain he could deal with.  It was the deeper pain that pushed him beyond his limits, time and again, much to the dismay of anyone around him.  Today, that included a mighty Netherdrake.  The beast could finally take no more, and the Orc felt the muscles in his mount’s back tighten and twitch.  They were as high above everything as they could be, but for Herculano it wasn’t high enough.

It wasn’t high enough to reach beyond.  Reach where She was.

Staring across the vast blue emptiness, he couldn’t remember exactly when he’d lost her.  Perhaps a part of him didn’t want to remember it.  He was a mighty warrior, slayer of Gods and Dragons, yet there were still some doors he could not bring himself to re-open.  On rare occasions he would allow himself to think back to a time when She was with him.  They had grand adventures and faced down many a foe.  At night they would lay together in the cold and their love, their fire, would keep them warm.

And just like that, in that brief moment of happiness, he would remember that She was gone.

And just like that, he would destroy whatever was in front of him.  With blade.  With fist.  With teeth.

Demons feared his rage.

Dragons feared his destruction.

All because She was gone.

Herculano watched the sun slowly sink into the clouds, and embraced the pain of the icy chill stabbing into his flesh.  The light was giving way to darkness, just as his mount’s strength was beginning to give way to fatigue.  Grudgingly he jabbed his heels into the Netherdrake’s hide, signalling for it to begin its descent.  As he watched the clouds gently rise to greet him, he knew there would be no love to keep him warm on this or any night.  It was that knowledge which fuelled his ever-burning rage, an inferno that would never be extinguished.

Until She was with him again.

WoW Achievement – To Honor One’s Elders

The title “Elder” is appropriate for this World Event achievement, because you sure feel old by the time you’re done with it.

Okay, maybe this isn’t the most difficult meta-achievement to get.  Really, it’s alot like the Midsummer Fire Festival in that you have to fly all over the damn place to honor/worship/pee on things (desecrating flames, not Elders.  Don’t pee on your Elders kids.)  But unlike the Midsummer Fire Festival, you have to fly ALL OVER THE WORLD!  Sure, you don’t have to go to Outlands like you did in MFF.  But Outlands counted for only fourteen flames you had to visit, and you didn’t have to go to Northrend or the Cataclysm zones to get the meta-achievement.   Plus, those flames were just sitting out in the open.  The Lunar Festival had Elders hiding in THIRTEEN DIFFERENT DUNGEONS!  I MEAN WHAT THE HELL ARE THEY DOING IN THERE?!

But I digress.

The criteria needed to complete the meta-achievement for the Lunar Festival is to gain the following achievements:

Elders of Cataclysm
Elders of Kalimdor
Elders of the Horde
Elders of Northrend
Lunar Festival Finery
Frenzied Firecracker
Elders of Eastern Kingdoms
Elders of the Dungeons
Elders of the Alliance
50 Coins of Ancestry
The Rocket’s Red Glare
Elune’s Blessing

As I said, the meta wasn’t overly difficult to get.  It started off easy enough; like any good party you have to set off explosives.  In this case, you have to show the Elders some love by blowing shit up with Frenzied Firecrackers and The Rocket’s Red Glare.

I love you Grandma!

With that out of the way, it’s time to grab some Preparation H, find a comfy saddle for your flying mount, and get to flapping.  Like I said before, you don’t have to go to Outland.  But since it probably take less time to fly across that than it does to clear Northrend from end to end, you might wish you had.

I was starting from Orgrimmar, but since it’s always easier to come home than it is to leave home (no, 30-year olds still living in your parent’s basement, this does not excuse you) I crossed the ocean and started off by visiting all the Elders of Eastern Kingdoms.  I also popped in on Elder Darkcore in Undercity for the Elders of the Horde achievement.  This also let me get most of the dirty business done by visiting two of the three Elders of the Alliance.  Stormwind was easy since the Elder was chillaxing outside the gate.  But I guess Elder Bronzebeard in Ironforge thought he was in a mall and just started wandering around to the back of the place.

Dwarves kill me every time, and not in the “ha ha” kind of way.

After working my way down to Booty Bay, I hopped the boat and crossed the sea once again.  The hemorrhoids were still tolerable so I went south to north and visited all the Elders of Kalimdor, including Elder Bladeswift in Darnassus to finish off the Elders of the Alliance achievement as well.  I also stopped in Thunder Bluff and wrapped up the Elders of the Horde achievement by sharing cookies and blood tea with Elder Darkhorn in Orgrimmar.

That, my friends, is a shitload of flying around.  Consulting my checklist left me with a sensation of being kicked in the balls by a Tauren.

Elders of Cataclysm
Elders of Kalimdor
Elders of the Horde
Elders of Northrend
Lunar Festival Finery
Frenzied Firecracker
Elders of Eastern Kingdoms
Elders of the Dungeons
Elders of the Alliance
50 Coins of Ancestry (I got this at some point.  It was all just a blur.)
The Rocket’s Red Glare
Elune’s Blessing

I should have felt better about everything I’d accomplished.  But I still had to cross the Great White North to visit the Elders of Northrend, and then go back and visit all the Elders who’d decided it was a great idea to wander into the dungeons of Northrend, Kalimdor, and Eastern Kingdoms.  And they didn’t just step in and wait by the front door.  Oh no, they got their mall walking shoes on and MADE TRACKS!  Some of them stopped a third of the way in.  Most decided that halfway was good enough.  A few took their vitamins with their Geritol and hauled ass to the deepest part of the dungeon.  THIS IS WHY WE DON’T COME TO VISIT YOU, ELDERS OF THE DUNGEONS!

Don’t judge me!

At 85, the dungeons were easy enough to handle solo.  Like I said, it’s not difficult.  It’s just tedious and time-consuming.  The Elders of Cataclysm achievement was a snap once I was back in Orgrimmar, and with a sack of coins I went back to Moonhold and got my hands on a nice black pants suit to fulfill the Lunar Festival Finery achievement.

Elders of Cataclysm
Elders of Kalimdor
Elders of the Horde
Elders of Northrend
Lunar Festival Finery
Frenzied Firecracker
Elders of Eastern Kingdoms
Elders of the Dungeons
Elders of the Alliance
50 Coins of Ancestry
The Rocket’s Red Glare
Elune’s Blessing

Aside from a couple of dungeons, that only left Omen left to visit.

Nice Doggy!

Omen is a pain in the ass, but not a terrible one.  He doesn’t insta-regen like most mobs do once he kills you.  Technically you could solo him if you kept throwing yourself at him, burning him down a piece at a time before he killed you.  Luckily there’s a Spirit Healer nearby so you’re always quick to your corpse.  It doesn’t matter who kills him, though.  When he dies, a beam of light emerges from his corpse.  Just stand in it and you’re credited with the kill to receive Elune’s Blessing.  It’s like bathing in the blood of your fallen enemy, but cleaner and less creepy.

Always a nice option for face painting, too.

So after handing in Omen’s quest,  I ran through my final dungeons and got the double big payoff:

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have some senior’s discounts I’m hoping to cash in on.