The above screenshot from Blizzard is my favourite image of Cataclysm so far. It’s beautiful, it’s fun and it evokes everything Goblin, which for me is a big deal as I plan to roll a little green dude as my main. It’s also exciting because it looks like Goblins get some kind of bombing run in their starting zone! Lots of fun and awesomeness to be had. Plus did you see the water effects?
Cataclysm gets my blood pumping because I’m looking forward to all the new experiences that will come with it, those special gaming moments that I know I will remember for years to come. And thinking about that makes me nostalgic, thinking of past characters I’ve rolled, and the many moments of wonder that I experienced with them. So I went scrolling through some old screenshots, which is like searching through a gallery of fun memories. Unfortunately I don’t seem to have any of the truly early years, but I did find a nice selection I took on my shaman Wulfkin, circa levels 51 to 60, which for me was a kind of golden era. So, today I thought I’d share with you a few random personal moments from the days of vanilla goodness – the days when orcs were real orcs, shamans were real shamans, and small furry leper gnomes were REAL small furry leper gnomes!
Btw all the photos can be clicked to get a bigger version 😉
Shade of Eranikus
Eranikus, or rather this weird corrupted shade of him, was the first Dragon I ever encountered in WoW. Lost in the sunken depths of the Temple of Atal’Hakkar, I was having a thrilling experience. The dungeon is intense, and for a little level 51 quite a challenge with it’s large packs of roving trolls, multiple mini-bosses and it’s confusing Indianna Jones design. The last thing I expected to encounter was a giant, half-corporeal Dragon! It was a pulse-pounding fight, and I think we wiped a few times but I loved every minute of it. Sadly, I haven’t seen the players in the screenie for many years now, but I still remember their names fondly.
Communing With the Elements
I don’t quite remember what quest this was for, but I do remember the sight of walking to the coast with this Tauren Shaman and jumping back as this quite frankly huge water elemental surged out of the sea right in front of me. As a Shaman you encounter elemental forces a lot in your quests, but it never gets old.
Remember when Azeroth was plagued, literally, by Necropoles (yes that is the correct plural of necropolis, I looked it up!)? I was still questing in Winterspring when I first saw them descend upon that tranquil land. The expression on my face was somewhat similar to the /cower animation! Eeep!
Summoning the Army
Ah now this truly is a happy memory. I spent a whole weekend in Alterac Valley grinding up for my Frostwolf Howler (which back in those days was a big deal). Towards the end of the final day, the battle was at a complete standstill in the middle of the battlefield, with the Horde slowly losing ground as the hours wore on. However, in a genius move, a team of warlocks rode around past the enemy and secreted themselves behind Stormpike Graveyard. They then proceeded to summon the *entire* 40-man raid from one end of Alterac Valley to the other, whereupon we blitzkrieged the enemy base and claimed victory. For the Horde!
I first encountered the Deadmines at level 60, when I helped a lowbie friend to get into enemy territory and then run the instance. Prior to then I didn’t even know the place even existed. I was really struck by the beauty of the place, and even totally outlevelling everything in there I found it a fantastic dungeon experience. Then I got pissed off when I realised that this is what Allies got, when all we had was crappy old Ragefire Chasm.
Drunken Totem Disco!
This a prototype of what eventually became my signature dance, the Naked Totem Disco (I didn’t invent the oh-so-clever ‘naked’ part until Karazhan raids with my guild). Some friends and I had been killing various Nightmare-corrupted Green Dragons (buddies of old Eranikus) and proceeded to celebrate by getting very very drunk. Since there were several Shamans in the group, totem disco moves naturally ensued. Good times were had by all, until somebody (and it absolutely wasn’t me… honest!) drunkenly pulled a bunch of elite dragonkin into the party…
New Year’s Eve
One New Year’s Ev,e in real life long ago, I had nowhere to go and nothing to do. Poor me! However all was not lost, for I still had WoW. I met with a bunch of other online revellers in Booty Bay, where much booty was shaken and much rum was drunk. We partied late into the night, watching the fireworks and generally having a good time. It was actually a damn good party and I think everyone should try it at least once.
Thus end’s my random foray into vanilla-era memories. So now a challenge for you readers and fellow bloggers: dig deep and remember some of your earliest and happiest WoW memories, and then share them! 😀