Monolith

May 31, 2005

Friday night's jaunt cleared Luci, Mag, and Gehennas before the raid got tired, cranky, and out of beer.

Saturday saw us back doing Garr, the absolute longest possible Baron fight known to man, Shazzrah, and Golemagg (Twice, 1st time failed with 7k hps left. How pathetic is that?), and leaving us late in the night to face Sulfuron and his four thugs, with a score of Sulfuron 2 - Our Fearless Raiders 0

First pull had the main tank pulling Sulfuron over the raid instead of away from it. Over 24 hours without sleep will do that to a man I guess, but he assured me he knew where to go after that, so what the hell, I let him keep tanking (For the record, I'd have been dead asleep back at hour 18 or so, and told the whole raid to piss off. Muktar is a god damned trooper).

Second pull we actually killed an add, and things started looking up. A general disgruntlement over last pull for the night though, and having to replace people who were logging had things teetering on the edge of whether we were going to make this kill or not. People proclaimed a beer shortage again as well, and things started coming down to the wire.

The third pull was fubar'd from the get go. An add failed to make his scheduled appointment to get his ass kicked, and ate the MT and his healing posse before inviting Sulfuron down to the buffet that was our screwed raid.

Finally, after recovering and setting up in under 5 minutes, the next pull went picture perfect. Blizzard can roll up their fucking paladins and smoke em. They're crutches by which the alliance can prop themselves up on for dispelling fights, and having to get creative without them is a totally different experience for which a majority of WoW players will never know.

Brade

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