My favorite time in wow was Being included in the core raiding group of my first guild. And getting to run raids when the big boys and girls. I made some life long friends in that raid group. I still talk to them after the guild got hacked and disbanded. Got to love the friends you make on here. The majority of people are great we can deal with the ones that are not. So really the Social aspect of the game is my favorite experience.
My most favorite memory wasn't the raiding or making new friends. It was the adventure of a night elf hunter in an alternate reality. The overwhelming music and sceneries of Shadowglen made me want to venture deeper into Darnassus. As the first rule I learned from the loading screen of WoW was to always walk following the path. Waiting by the harbor for the boat from Darkshore to arrive, truly was an unforgettable sceneThe parts that are still fresh in my mind, were the quests. Quests readed word for word with slight difficulties of finding the quest's location. But, that didn't bothered me at all because I was already enjoying the game. Everything was at pure, until I was exposed to Quest Helper; everything became easier without the need to read the body of the quest.
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Being a new player to WoW, i have precious few memories.However just recently, myself & two friends (all 3 of us were at level 45 or below) took on & completed our first dungeon. Granted it wasn't the biggest or most difficult of the dungeons out there. But the sheer elation felt as we watched Mekgineer Thermaplugg crumple into a pile of twisted & whining pile of scrap metal .... was pure gold.
My greatest WoW memory comes from back in the Vanilla days, playing a human warlock and making my way through Westfall on the Defias Brotherhood quests. When the time came to head to the Deadmines, I put out the LFG call, since this was long, long before the Dungeon Finder. I found a few people who wanted to form a group, and we headed in.This was the first time I'd done anything in the game with other people, and I wasn't the only one in that respect. We slowly learned to work together - little things like waiting for the tank to get aggro before attacking, things that seem so obvious now. That was where I truly learned how to control my demon and cast my DoT spells on multiple targets, instead of just attacking one target at a time. We wiped several times on the way down, but every step was an adventure, and every time we got past something that had killed us all, we cheered each other on and kept going.Finally, we reached VanCleef. I remember how huge he seemed -- he was a human, sure, but he towered over our tank. All I remember was doing as much damage as I could, frantically trying to keep my head together long enough for us to win. VanCleef killed our tank at one point, and his "And stay down!" sounded like a death knell. But our healer kept the rest of us alive, and when VanCleef fell, I felt like we'd accomplished something truly epic.
My favorite memory is the time I forgot about quests when grinding my first character to level 70 and instead decided that I should grind 67-70 by killing the same group of mobs repeatedly. It took 3 days.
My best wow memory would be first starting the game. I first played as a night elf hunter, just walking around the starting zone with the wonderful music playing took me on a wild trip. It made me feel really good, and drove me to explore new lands!
When my favourite character, Droplet, got her Explorer's title. I did all of Azeroth just before the release of Wrath on a 60% speed mount. I finished a few months later the moment I could get my flying mount in Northrend. It took me forever, but I still remember it and have never felt so proud of myself =)
My fav wow memory is dinging 40 for the first time ever, on my hunter. It was the day I got my first mount, I was a newb and I'd seen those kodos sitting there at level 10...I didn't see how I'd ever get to level 40 to get one....then I found out how much they cost and despaired. I knew I'd never have that much gold....how could I when killing mosters netted only copper? Finally, around level 20 I learned an important lesson....find something that sells and sell it on the ah! I learned that deviate fish sold for an amazing 4g! I fished and I fished and I fished some more and made all the gold for a mount and training for me and my husband. Likewise he had learned that we would need mail gear when we hit 40, and he mined and mined to make us the full green iron sets (we had no idea about stats...we thought more armor is better LOL)We dinged 40, we got our mounts, and we put on our full green iron sets...we looked very spiffy and we sat around thunder bluff for a bit thinking how everyone must think we were doing good....instead people were probably wondering why those moron newbs were wearing strength gear >.<
During Ulduar my guild was relatively casual as a 25man and we had alot of fun, but we werent very serious and weren't pushing progression a whole lot (we were working on the keepers while most of us were still very undergeared for it). We ended up forming a 10man group with people who really wanted to push progression within our guild on offnights (25m raided tues/thurs, we opted for weds/fri 10man nights & sometimes even threw in a monday). We really hadn't been ranked on our server (for boss kills) and were not considered a top tier raiding guild, but we were able to push our way through the ulduar hardmodes, scoring server 3rd-5th on some of of the bosses and making great time during our progression. Then we hit the brick wall.. Firefigher pre nerf. We spent countless wipes refining our positioning, tweaking individual specs by 1 or 2 points for increased survivability, using different compositions when people were not availble... We continued to make progression through the fight but it was very slow and the smallest mistakes would result in a death and calling a wipe. We continued on like this for around 3-4 weeks, pushing 2 or somtimes even 3 nights of firefighter progression each week. Then finally we had our rhythm coming together, we were able to fix our phase 3 positioning & killing the bomb bots, our cooldown rotations were working.... we were so close! Our normal raid times were something like 7pm-10:30/11pm eastern but feeling so close to the kill we pushed on! 11pm... midnight.... 1am... wipes so close that you would cry, 5%... 3%.. 2%... the hard enrage was not forgiving at all and even mage iceblock/pally bubble to pray dots would finish it did not save the day. Finally at 3am we announced this was the final attempt (granted we had said that a number of times, but this was it people had work in hours and it was no longer a question of sleep but people had to shower and get ready for their days. It was down to the wire - another attempt by the skin of our teeth... we had lost someone during phase 2 but we were able to rez them in the transitional phase ... no room left for error.. alll 3 sections of mimiron were going down evenly... 10% left to go.,.. then suddenly he cast spinning up (before the lowest section became stunned when this occured) and it bugged sorta, the tank was unable to rotate him while it went on and spinning up took down our MT, a heal, and our melee dps... we were left with our boomkin in bear trying to tank as we frantically tried to burn him down. 3%... 2%.. 1%.... and then the hard enrage hit the room. Our mage iceblocked and by some miraculous feat my devouring plague and shadow word pain finished off the head and we had killed it! Our whole raid went nuts, we had finally done it after so much work! As we ran back we were so ecstatic it was over! as we enetered the room we found out something was up tho, the hard enrage had bugged and once you made it past "frogger" and were down the steps toward mimiron you were one shot. We all had a great laugh and ended up having to ticket a GM to be able to get the loot from his chest. This will always be the boss kill and the memory I will remember most, as we proved we could make it with the best of them after working for so hard so long. There were many naysayers after we had been working on the fight for a few weeks, but we pushed on and tweaked our strats/specs - min/maxing as much as is humanly possible for a fight. It will always remain a great memory for our guild, after working so hard there was nothing that could match that level of satisfaction since for us.
There have been many memorable moments, but a few stand out....After I got my paladin to Goldshire, I was frustrated with trying to come up with the cash for training or the bag space for questing. One night there was some sort of party in Goldshire, with lots of people joking around, dueling, and just having fun. A couple of guys "adopted" me and, along with being incredibly silly, taught me a lot about the game, got me invited to their guild, and gave me some gold.. suddenly the game was a lot more fun! I was experiencing a whole new level of gameplay that I hadn't realized existed before, with guild chat and helpful guildmates! It was an amazing transformation, to say the least. Eventually those two moved on to other guilds and I haven't seen them in years, but I'll always remember them.A few weeks later, I had a quest for getting my paladin mount. My guild banded together and helped me with the pre-quests and we failed repeatedly on the final quest in Scholomance. One of my guildies traveled all the way to Ironforge (this was back in the old days, it was a long trip then!) and asked around in trade chat. Amazingly, a dwarf paladin answered and was able to tell us what we were doing wrong.. she was even nice enough to travel all the way up there to help me get my paladin mount. Taught me a lot about how many incredibly nice people are in the game, though they're usually the least vocal ones and harder to spot.But.. one other memory stands out the most. Our guild had been bashing our heads against the Lich King for a bit, and we had yet another battle where we mostly wiped out.. but, amazingly enough, one tank and one healer remained alive.. they heroically managed to get him that last bit so that we would all be rezzed and be able to finish him off. However, our Raid Leader had seen that it was down to just two people and he had released... yes, the spearhead of our guild attempts at Kingslayer was the only one of us who didn't get the title that night! The rest of us were laughing so hard over Ventrilo, it was so hysterical. I know that I had tears in my eyes from laughing so much.. and I'm sure I wasn't the only one.There have been a lot of laughs over the years, and a lot of friends that have come and gone.. and usually come back again. More than anything, it's the camaraderie that I've felt with my online friends that will stay with me the longest.
This is easy: my favorite memory in World of Warcraft was years ago, when I met the person that would soon become my "real life" best friend and the one person that I would easily give my life up for. At a time when I was set on quitting World of Warcraft forever, my best friend kept me in the game, taught me to love the game through its social interaction, and after some time became one of the most important people in my life.Our story starts when I went AFK in Arathi Highlands; more specifically after completing one of the Quae and Kinelory quests. After deciding that I would just quit the game, I came back to logout forever, but at that exact same time three other players walked up to turn in their quests. Even though I was labled as AFK, they apparently felt compelled to chat at me. I was faced with the choice of either ignoring them and logging out for good, or actually responding. I figured why not, and I replied. I soon found myself a part of their group and getting to know them through the in-game voice chat (back when people still used it). One of them stood out the most though, mostly because we whispered to one another for hours that night about what seemed like an endless number of interesting things to talk about.Long story short, we learned a lot about one another over the next couple years and became best friends in the game, doing everything together. One day, because of my family in the area and my college options, I somehow found myself moving to the same city as my then long time in-game friends. I had to decide if I wanted to take the opportunity given to me to take our friendship outside the game. After discussing it, we decided that we would all enjoy doing so. I hung out with all my friends that I met that day in Arathi Highlands and it was one of the happiest days of my life. Things have never been the same for me.Since then, my best friend and I are closer then ever. No other person has ever given me so many reasons to always be a better person and I have since then made a lot of choices to better myself. I've grown to love my best friend with everything that I am and if ever given the chance to change anything about our relationship, it would only be to meet each other much sooner than we did.
Back in vanilla my favourite memory on WOW is when i first discovered the heartstone at level 10, 5 days before i had jumped off the darnassian cliffs with my druid and was pretty up set him bieng my first character and me only bieng young, i then got a 2nd hunter character who i took to Aurberdine and accidently fell onto a ship. I then couldnt get back off and the thought of making a new character made me really annoyed but then magically i opened my bag and clicked and i was saved and i still remember it all these years later.(Timea)
Without a doubt my most precious memory was back in the days where you still had to do the questline in order to get the dreadsteed... And it was kinda hard.I just had gotten into a new guild and every single member was so very helpful. We had huge problems with the boss, (many due to some evil d/cs) but finally we got a successful attempt and I got the mount. Everyone else was sincerely happy and joyful and the whole unselfishness of actually wiping over and over just in order to help a fellow player. Hard not to like.