One freaking percent!

One freaking percent! You have got to be kidding me! That’s what I yelled earlier this evening. Okay, well, maybe that’s not true. There were probably a few f-bombs in there, too.

Tonight, we went into Gruul’s Lair. Our guild has been trying to learn how to work together and actually accomplish a twenty-five man instance. Tonight, we managed to get online in a timely manner and start the raid on time. Go team!

High King wasn’t an issue. Downed him with ease. However, Gruul was not so cooperative. We wiped a few times, but we were all feeling positive that we could do it. Our major issue seemed to be getting people to not run into anyone else during the shatters. Hey, we’re learning, and you don’t learn unless you make mistakes. At least that is what I’m telling myself.

At one point in the evening, we managed to get Gruul down to 1%. A handful of people are still standing, and people are feeling the first tingles of victory. Well, it’s not over until the fat lady sings or the drooling nasty beast is face down on the ground. And neither of those happened. Instead the tank dies, and the remaining people die one by one.

But, we stuck it out, and three hours later, we finally downed him. This is the second week for the guild. Not bad for a large group of people learning how to work together.

Items off Gruul:
Leggings of the Fallen Champion x2
Gronn-Stitched Girdle
Cowl of Nature’s Breath - Grats to my husband!