Happy holidays!
Just a quick post before the Christmas mayhem begins in full force.
My Cleric just hit level 38 (with no new gear to show for it) as well as a couple of my alts reaching new levels.
As much as I love my Ranger I think I've found the class I love almost as much as my Cleric, if not more: the Chanter. The skills, the buffs, the graphics, and the healing! What could be better? And yes, this character is an Asmodian ...
Pandaemonium (Asmodian home city) in all it's holiday glory:
Seriously bad, sometimes good.
I live on the West Coast and play on an EST server which means most players are usually sleeping, or even getting ready for work, while I'm awake and playing. Surprisingly, I can still find groups.
So the other night I decided to join a group for a Nochsana Training Camp run. My first PUG experiences in the game have been great. It was only a matter of time I ran into one that wasn't. We had a Templar, two Gladiators, an Assassin, a Sorcerer, and me (Cleric). Not at all a bad mix in my opinion. The first few pulls went completely fine. The Sorcerer slept one and the Templar tanked the other. First boss was down within minutes and we started to move on. I was following the tank who was skipping over a couple mobs when I realized one of the Gladiators decided to attack them instead. I of course figured I'd run back that way and heal. It was only a couple of mobs anyways. Piece of cake. Boy was I wrong.
The other members came back to help and that's when we got two more adds and CC's started to get broken. The yelling and foul language began immediately. I kept silent (at least in chat) as I usually do when I'm irritated with people. We cleaned up the mobs without any deaths and moved on. Someone suggests we clear a couple of mobs on one side so we do. Then of course a group of five decides to waltz up behind us. Now, these mobs aren't tough to kill. But I'm a healer, I pull aggro. I'm amazed I lived as long as I did. The group was able to finally kill everything with the Templar and one Gladiator dead. I was dead as well.
Now I thought Sorcerers had a spell that can resurrect people. I realize now that it was a Chanter (wearing cloth) back when I was in Poeta that asked me to die so she could resurrect me 5 times. I always thought it was strange Sorcerers would get that skill. Oh I feel so lame right now. Anyways, at this point the Sorcerer is spouting off how he had told people to give him a resurrection stone just for this purpose. No one had obviously. One Gladiator rage-quits and the Sorcerer apparently runs off somewhere. I couldn't see what happened but the Sorcerer proceeded to aggro something and started yelling at the Assassin to kill it. The mob didn't die quick enough, the Sorcerer died and decided it was the Assassins fault. This leads to more yelling and name calling (mainly from the Templar and Sorcerer) and eventually the Assassin leaves the group.
I resurrect and leave the group as well. I don't like playing with people who need to call people names in order to show their superiority. Then I get a whisper from the Assassin. He thanked me for my great healing and keeping them alive as long as I did. I said thank you and continued to chat. I've since then made a new friend.
So, out of a terrible horrible PUG, I can at least walk away with a new friend.
Ah the joys of PUGing.




