Uuh, there’s a lot to choose from 20 years!
I’m really enjoying a storyline that Ryldor has been steadfastly DMing for us over the past 3+ years, but it’d take six hours to even make a synopsis of all that has happened. So I’ll go for something else that’s stuck with me as perhaps the most memorable.
It’s spring 2005. I’ve freshly started playing World of Warcraft, having finally made the leap from Ultima Online when I got a PC able to run WoW. The guild me and my friend applied to, the Silvereye, had invited us to meet them during an event they were involved in hosting in Darnassus.
So on the day, me and my friend start making our way to the city through Teldrassil where we had been leveling a bit. He played a hunter who was Acrona’s adoptive father, and Acrona was a novice druid in training at the time. Of course born in Teldrassil before I knew better.
Anyway.
Entering Darnassus… it’s like entering this cinematic movie scene of a city filled with people, fanfare and confetti - except it’s running on 2 FPS because of all the lag, but brought to 60 FPS in my rose-tinted imagining. So many people it was insane. Sure, I had been part of big MMO events in Ultima Online, but this hit different and immersive on a whole new scale because of the 3D graphics feeling more like being in the world instead of looking at it from far above with a fixed camera.
I don’t remember what the festival was about anymore, but it was absolutely thrilling walking through the city and seeing all the activities happening around us. It was the first moment for me where WoW felt absolutely HUGE as an MMORPG. It was awe-inspiring and thrilling, full of life.
We headed to the Cenarion Enclave where the GM of the guild received us, leading us inside that tree-den for a quick chat. The guild wasn’t particularly looking for new druids as they had plenty already, but they made an exception as we were eager to join together. A brief talk later, we happily donned the guild tag above our heads, received a warm welcome, and went back out to check out the remainder of the festivities brimming throughout the city. As much as the lag could permit us, anyway.
I’ll rank this as my favourite experience for the following reasons:
- It made me absolutely enthralled about the possibilities of WoW as a Massively Multiplayer Online Roleplaying Game
- It inspired me to organize events of my own, to see if I could recapture the magic and inspiring vibes, both for myself and other players
- I joined my first WoW guild during the event, with whom I enjoyed roleplaying a lot the next few years, and who largely helped me develop as a roleplayer and learn more about the night elf & Warcraft lore. The Silvereye also came up with some headcanon concepts like the Elunarian calendar events that are still carried on by other guilds to this day, such as Byltan, Lughnasad, Jurin’Atore etc. so a part of its legacy still lives on unbeknowns to many. Though most of the players have long since left the game, I’m still in touch with many of its members on a daily basis two decades later. Instead of a WoW guild, we’ve transitioned into being a solid group of friends sharing the joys and burdens of life with each other and I’m forever grateful for getting to know them. We do weekly DnD and movie nights together. It’s the best guild I’ve ever been part of to this day, even if it had its ups and downs like any guild would.
Unfortunately I don’t have time to mull on my worst experience right now, so I’ll move on to the next question:
Telaryn, our resident lorebook, what’s your absolute favorite piece of established WoW lore as well as your favorite headcanon?